His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

He shook his head. "No, it's about your father's company. It's worse than we thought. Stefan's business is in serious debt, and it's not just a small setback. We're talking about a financial collapse."

For a moment, I couldn't speak. The words hung in the air between us, heavy and impossible to ignore. My father's business had always been strong, or at least that's what I had believed. The idea that it could be on the verge of collapse was something I hadn't even considered.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Carlos sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We'll figure it out. But you need to be prepared, Doris. Stefan's company is under great financial debt."

A few years ago, Stefan's company was in serious trouble. The whispers about his failing business spread through our circles, and it was hard to ignore. He had made some terrible decisionsContent is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

and now he was borrowing money from anyone who would lend it to him, trying to keep his company afloat. Each loan was a temporary fix, but it only delayed the inevitable collapse.

Stefan had always been a charismatic leader, the kind of person who could charm investors and clients alike with his engaging personality and persuasive speeches. He had a knack for making people believe in his vision, painting a picture of success that was hard to resist. However, the reality was that charm didn't pay the

bills.

As time passed, it became clear that his once-thriving business was now hanging by a thread, with financial problems mounting and deadlines slipping away.

Employees whispered about unpaid salaries, while creditors grew increasingly impatient. Stefan's ability to attract attention and investments was no longer enough to mask the growing chaos within the company.

During this chaotic time, Sienna returned to Nathan's life. Nathan, wanting to help his friend, took out a large sum of money for Stefan, thinking it would alleviate his problems. I knew he thought he was doing the right thing, but I couldn't shake the feeling that it was a bad idea.

My heart sank as I considered how Nathan had thrown himself into this mess. I had hoped it would help Stefan, but I also feared it would draw Nathan into a deeper mess. However, after a few more years, it became clear that nothing had really changed. Stefan's company was still struggling, barely hanging on.

As the months turned into years, I felt more and more uneasy about the situation. It haunted me every day. I decided to hire lawyers and private detectives to investigate what was really going on. Their investigations unveiled layers of deceit that left me reeling. The detectives discovered something shocking: Stefan had used Nathan's money to bail Sienna out of jail. It became clear that he was trying to manipulate the situation so that Sienna would marry Nathan. By doing so, he believed he could secure a substantial sum of money for himself. The realization was infuriating.

I had always thought that Stefan cared about Sienna and that their relationship was genuine, but now I saw it for what it truly was-a transactional arrangement where Stefan was willing to sacrifice Sienna's integrity for his gain.

Sienna was now living in Nathan's house with Asher, and Nathan was struggling to provide a stable home for Asher. He hadn't agreed to marry Sienna yet, which only added to the confusion. It was a tangled web of relationships, and I felt caught in the middle, watching helplessly as everyone around me played their parts in this twisted drama.

Sitting at my kitchen table, I flipped through the detective's file, searching for answers. The papers were filled with evidence, and as I turned the last few pages, a photograph caught my eye, sending a chill down my spine.

There was Sienna with a male model she had worked with years ago, and my heart dropped. The realization crashed over me: Sienna's baby wasn't Nathan's. Chapter 79

This child was the result of a brief encounter, not a product of love between her

and Nathan.

I stared at the photo, my mind racing as the implications of this revelation began to sink in. Sienna had played everyone, including Nathan, all while wearing the mask of a devoted mother.

The anger surged within me, hot and fierce. How dare she manipulate Nathan's feelings, using Asher as a pawn in her twisted game? I could almost feel the r twisted game? I could almost feel the weight of her lies pressing down on my chest, suffocating in its intensity. What was I going to do with this information? I could confront her, but would she admit the truth? Or would she twist the narrative to make herself the victim? My fingers trembled as I considered the possibilities. I thought of Nathan, grappling with his own emotions and his desire to protect Asher. Would he stand by Sienna if he knew the truth?

But at the same time, a diabolical plan sprang up inside me, one that would be enough to send Sienna to complete hell!