The letter seemed to appear by magic, in a spot the security cameras could not see. No clue who sent it. Everyone crowded around, looking pale. Could it be connected to... the fake fetus delivered the day before?
Jayden frowned in annoyance before taking out his phone. He pulled my number out of his blacklist once again and called me a bunch of times, but it went straight to voicemail. Frustrated, he sent another angry voice message on WhatsApp. "Samara, are you done with these tricks? Do you think I'll ever forgive you for this? Not in a million years! Never! You only make me hate you more!"
However, Zac looked serious at the moment. "Just to be safe, maybe we should check it out," he suggested.
Still, my husband was not having it. "Don't waste your time on that woman's prank."
Luckily, Zac was not convinced and insisted on investigating.
"I'm going to check the drug cartel’s files." My husband did not want to get involved in anything related to me, so he turned around and walked toward the archives room.
Meanwhile, Zac took a team to a nearby dump. They spent hours sifting through trash until they found the fake fetus my husband had thrown away.