But before I could, I walked straight into Cortland’s assistant Kenney Quainton and the surgeon who had performed my C-section.
Their conversation froze me in place.
“President Dorance said it himself,” Kenney said. “A woman like Saylor doesn’t deserve to give birth to his child.”
He sneered. “Good thing you all moved quickly. The moment the baby was cut out, you smothered it. She had just passed out—no way to tell whether the baby died inside her or on the operating table.”
The doctor’s voice trembled. “H-Hey, you promised… No one would ever find out.”
My eyes widened. My hand flew up to cover my mouth, stifling a scream.
“Relax,” Kenney replied nonchalantly. “Besides you and me, only President Dorance knows.”
He let out a mocking laugh.
“That baby died because Saylor deserved it. She dared to be jealous of the CEO’s ex and dared to criticize him at the company for slacking off… She thought just because her family’s powerful, she could walk all over him? President Dorance just taught her a little lesson.”
A loud bang echoed inside my skull, and for a moment, I couldn’t move. It felt like a second dagger had pierced straight through my heart.