Divorced Heiress
Chapter 47

The unexpected visit from Alexander and the news I gave him without anesthesia had me thinking more than I should have.

First, I didn't want him to dare to fight for Tristan's custody. It wouldn't be good for my son to live in an environment full of venomous snakes. On the other hand, I couldn't stand being away from him. His place was with me. He didn't lack anything, and I was not referring to material things, but rather to love and the warmth of his family. And even though he was missing his biological father, he didn't lack the paternal figure that my father, Vincent, and Paul had always been, although the latter had spent more time away from him due to work issues.

I couldn't imagine Tristan treating Alexander as his father. To him, he was a stranger and a wicked man. But it was all my fault for hiding his existence. It was in my hands to help them recover their relationship and the lost time.

"Do you agree?" Paul's question snapped me out of my thoughts, and I looked at him regretfully for not having heard a word of what he was saying.

"Huh? Sorry, Paul, I didn't hear you." I confessed embarrassedly. Tristan handed me one of his toy dinosaurs to join the game he was playing with Paul.

Paul looked at me expressionlessly for a few seconds.

"Since you came back from talking to Alexander, you've been very distracted." He said, shifting his attention back to Tristan.

"I was telling you that if you agree, we can go out tomorrow with Tristan. He needs to have fun. Since he arrived, he hasn't left this house with anyone other than Maga." He said while continuing to play with the dinosaur in his hand.

"I don't think it's possible. Tomorrow I'm taking him with Alexander." I responded, joining the game where Tristan saved us from the evil dinosaur. However, Paul remained motionless, leaving the game unfinished to look at me.

"Are you serious? You'll take him with him just like that?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, as if it bothered him that Tristan would be around Alexander.

"Yes, he's his father. They need to make up for the lost time." I replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Sometimes Paul's attitude irritated me when it came to Alexander assuming his role as a father. I understand that he was not the person he liked the most because of the harm he caused me, but why wasn't he supporting me with this decision that terrified me? Why, instead of encouraging me, was he making me doubt whether I was doing the right thing?

"I'll go with you, I mean, in case things get out of control. It wouldn't be good for the two of them to be alone with a man like Alexander. He may appear to want to be a good father, but we can't judge a book by its cover." He said. Of course, I wasn't going to accept that.

Although I didn't trust Alexander at all, he was going to spend time with his son for the first time. Furthermore, we had a lot to discuss and agree upon for Tristan's well-being. It wouldn't be comfortable or convenient for Paul to interfere in something that only Alexander and I could resolve.

"Paul, don't you know me by now? If he wants to do something that harms Tristan, I would fight tooth and nail to protect him if necessary. Nothing will happen. It will be in a public place, so you can relax." I said calmly, although his attitude bothered me a little inside.

Paul let out a tired sigh and simply nodded his head. However, from his expression, he didn't seem completely convinced.

"At least, will you accept an invitation to have dinner tonight? I promise that nothing will happen that you don't want." He suddenly changed the subject, and I almost blushed when I remembered the kiss on the cruise.

"Of course." I replied before saying any more words. My phone rang, and I smiled when I saw the person calling me.

"Give me a second, I need to answer this." I said and walked away from the couch where we were playing in Tristan's room, heading towards the window to answer the call.

"Ms. Petit, I have all the information you requested, I'm arriving at your house, this is going to interest you."

The man I hired gave me good news and my mood skyrocketed.

I apologized to Paul and left a kiss on Tristan's head before heading to the parking lot to wait for the man. A few minutes later, Joseph's silver car appeared in my field of vision and I invited him to enter my father's empty office. "Tell me, what information do you have?" I asked, sitting on the couch next to Joseph, who had a yellow envelope in his hands.

"It was easy to get information from the paparazzi, the difficult part was finding evidence. Mrs. Amelia Lancaster, Gina Lancaster, and Rachel Duncan are behind the defamations against you." Upon hearing the name of that woman, my eyebrow raised to its highest point.

Of course, I expected the mention of the Lancasters, but Rachel? That was unexpected. She was so involved with that family that she joined in their wrongdoing without thinking of the consequences.

She was now added to the list of people deserving their punishment.

"What evidence did you get?" I asked, interested in the matter, and he handed me the envelope in his hands.

I didn't wait a second and opened it to discover the contents. There was a recorder and several papers that I glanced at quickly. They were three payment receipts in the name of the journalist who dared to take countless pictures of me, and the accounts were in the names of the three involved.

"The recorder contains the confession of the paparazzi. He admitted that he was hired to follow you and photograph you in compromising situations. He also admits that he was the one who published the fake news about you and spread it on social media. The documents are the payments in three parts that he received from the three women, one hundred thousand dollars each for a dirty job. There's also a document with instructions that he had to follow. In short, they wanted to destroy you." I grinned, satisfied with Joseph's great work and in record time. This was what I needed to take action.

I listened to the recording where Joseph asked him questions with a severe voice, worthy of a thug, and the other man's voice trembled and was filled with panic.

Indeed, he admitted that he received money from Amelia, Gina, and Rachel to defame me by taking any photograph out of context. The more compromising the news, the more money he would receive.

"You've done a great job, Joseph." I congratulated him on his performance and quickly transferred the other half of the promised money, plus an extra bonus for the time it took him to get everything I needed.

"I have already transferred the remaining amount. I am very pleased with your service."

Joseph checked his bank account on his phone, and his eyes widened significantly upon seeing the transferred amount. He cleared his throat and regained his composure.

"You are very generous, Ms. Petit. It is an honor for me to have left you satisfied with my work."

I thanked Joseph before accompanying him to the door for him to leave.

I looked at the envelope in my hands, thinking about how much I was going to enjoy giving those women who had caused me so much harm what they deserved. They had just dug their own grave.