Divorced Heiress
Chapter 58

Rachel remained silent for a long time, her expression gradually changing, to the point that her eyes slightly glazed over.

A glimmer of hope was born in my chest, her eyes met mine and when she opened her mouth to speak, she closed it again as soon as the door to the room opened, revealing Rachel's pair of lawyers. -Good afternoon, Ms. Doinel. Is there a problem with my client?- The lawyer spoke immediately, positioning himself behind Rachel.

I stood firm in my place, feeling irritated by the untimely arrival of the lawyers. It was obvious that I wasn't going to say anything with them present, so I remained silent while giving Rachel a look. -None, right Rachel?- I dared to ask the question directly to her, only then would I realize if she considered my proposal.

Her eyes remained fixed on my face and I saw her swallow before answering.

-Mr. and Mrs. Richman, you can rest assured, nothing is happening.- She said, and one of her eyebrows moved up and down. My body remained still for a few seconds upon hearing that last name.

I looked at the gray-Haired lawyer and the well-dressed woman, never imagining they could be married. Soon, the call that Paul was taking the night of the fashion show came to my mind and I was astonished.

I couldn't formulate any words. Was this some kind of clue? Because if it was, everything points to Paul being colluding with Rachel.

How many lawyers were named Richman? Was it just a coincidence that the

"two" Richman lawyers were aware of the defamation case?

Was this what Vincent suspected so much about him? This had to be a joke, a misunderstanding, a big coincidence. Paul wouldn't be capable of hurting me. He had been a great friend for many years, not to mention that his family was friends with mine. What the hell was going on?

-Thank you, Rachel. This conversation has helped me a lot.- I said, her face paled and she moved restlessly in her seat, as if she had realized she said something she shouldn't have. -Mr. and Mrs. Richman, if you'll excuse me.- I gave them a smile without enthusiasm and left the room, without waiting for them to say a word.

On the way to the car, I felt short of breath and a pain appeared in my head. I felt truly betrayed, although I didn't have the complete certainty that Paul was involved with the hitman who had me in his sights. I didn't want to believe that my suspicions were true, but all the arrows pointed to him.

I hastened my pace to the car, where the driver was waiting for me. I needed to get to the mansion as quickly as possible. I had to talk to Vincent before making any decisions about it.

The driver opened the back door for me and I entered without hesitation. Just as the car was about to start, I heard some knocks on the window. When I looked up, I found Alexander's face.

I let out a tired sigh and although I had no intention of exchanging words with him, I rolled down the window when I saw that Alexis was with him.

-Sarah, can I have a word with you?- Alexis was the first to speak, and I looked at him hesitantly.

What I wanted most at this moment was to get home as soon as possible, but I wasn't going to be so rude to Alexis, not after how our last encounter ended at Alexander's house and knowing that tomorrow he would leave for Paris indefinitely.

I liked Alexis, I didn't want to be on bad terms with him, especially since he was Tristan's uncle and the one I liked the best among all the Lancasters.

-Just a moment, Tony.- I said to the driver, and he nodded his head. I got out of the car, leaving my things inside. -Good to see you, Alexis. How's the therapy going?- I asked, completely ignoring Alexander who was holding his wheelchair.

To be honest, Alexis looked better than the last time I saw him. He could move more easily and his demeanor had improved significantly. At this rate, he might be able to walk faster than anyone can imagine.

-Very well, actually. There are more and more results, the progress is noticeable.- He replied fluently, which impressed me because before, it was difficult for him to pronounce words.

-Alexander, can I have a moment alone with Sarah?- Alexis looked at me with concern, and after a few seconds, Alexander distanced himself considerably.- Alexis...-

-Sarah... - we both spoke at the same time and I made an embarrassed gesture, giving her the floor. I haven't had the chance, but I want to apologize if you have felt offended or uncomfortable because of me, also for the damage caused by my mother and sister, it won't happen again, they have gone too far and will have to face the consequences.- Indeed, his speech improved quickly. No one would realize he had been in a coma for so many years.

I was relieved to know that he also wanted to touch on that topic and leave behind the idea of being together.

- I accept your apologies, Alexis. I think by now you must have understood why there cannot be anything between us. I had a child with Alexander after we divorced and it wouldn't be right or well seen if you and I...-

- I understand and believe me, I feel ashamed now, if I had known earlier that there was a child involved, I wouldn't have been so bold. - I laughed embarrassed, mostly because it was me who hid my child for years. - I would like to meet my nephew someday, if you allow me.-

I nodded my head more times than I should have.

- Of course. We are going back to Paris tomorrow, is that okay for you today? - I agreed to his request and his mouth opened in a perfect O.

- Don't tell me, it's a shame that you're leaving so soon, but you have a project to take care of. Tell me the time and place, I'll be there. - I gave him the address of my house and scheduled it for six in the evening. I would have invited him immediately, but I need to talk to Vincent about what I just found out.

Alexis gestured with his hand and Alexander approached us. Alexis' eyes went from his brother to me, over and over again, he surely noticed the tension between us and it was not for nothing, we didn't even greet each other.

I couldn't even look at him without feeling the anger bubbling up in my system after last night's kiss, he well deserved the slap.

- So, I'll see you at six. - I told Alexis after a few seconds of us sinking into a really uncomfortable silence. When I was about to return to the car, Alexander's voice stopped me.

- I suppose I should also attend, we have a pending conversation about Tristan, remember? - I looked expressionless at Alexander, holding back the desire to slap him in the face again, last night's slap wasn't enough to release my anger.

I took a discreet breath and focused on what was really important, my son. Of course, we had to reach an agreement for Tristan's visits, he had to cooperate or the worst that could happen was that we take the case to court and it wouldn't be very pleasant for either of us.

- Of course, I hope you won't confuse things again, Mr. Lancaster. - I responded pretending to be calm. His eyebrows raised slightly and he gave a small half-smile.

- Don't you know me? I'm not someone who confuses things. - He responded in a soft voice and I didn't know how to take his words.

What was he trying to tell me?

Big idiot, he was really mistaken if he thought that having a child together gave him a free pass to do and undo with me, that was in the past and I wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

I gave him a fake smile and without saying anything else, I got back into the car to disappear from the sight of the twins and feeling dazed again as I remembered the topic of Paul, Rachel, and the lawyers.

I hope it was not what I was thinking.

No more betrayals.