Divorced Heiress
Chapter 95

I couldn't help but look at the time on my wristwatch as if time would pass faster that way. We were at Alexander's apartment since very early, who had no problem letting Abby use it for the meeting with the lawyer, after all, he wasn't the owner of the apartment. The only one missing was Vincent and there were less than twenty minutes left until nine o'clock, I was already starting to despair at the thought that the lawyer would arrive before my cousin. -Do you guys want coffee?- Alexander asked, getting up from the couch where he had been sitting in silence, following every one of my movements with his gaze.

-I do.- Abby responded, sitting without a care, her eyes fixed on her cellphone.

-Do you want a relaxing tea?- I asked, referring to that miraculous tea that made me relax from head to toe at his house in New York, thanks to the overdose Anna gave me. Alexander chuckled slightly as if he was remembering that day and shook his head.

-Unfortunately, I didn't bring any of that tea, I'll bring you some coffee. He said playfully before getting closer to me, planting a kiss on my forehead, and then disappearing into the kitchen.

I continued pacing back and forth in the living room of the apartment, feeling anxious. Nerves overwhelmed me, not to mention the fear that was starting to bubble up in my system, fear that this madness wouldn't go as planned and that it would backfire.

I jumped in my place when the doorbell echoed throughout the apartment and looked at the time again before my eyes met Abby's, silently asking if it was Vincent or if the lawyer had arrived early.

Abby quickly got up from the couch and rushed to open the door, while I hid behind the wall that separated the living room from the bedrooms.

-It's not the lawyer.- Abby informed from the apartment door and I saw Vincent, who was dressed completely in black, just like Alexander, Abby, and me.

-Welcome, Vincent Grey, for a moment we thought you wouldn't come. Oh, look, he also dressed in black, now we can find a name for our band. The Fantastic Four.- Abby joked, not letting Vincent step inside the apartment, as he blocked the entrance with his body. -As always, with your sense of humor, Abby Steele. Excuse me.- Vincent said, surprising Abby with the last name that identified her and leaving her stunned as he continued to scrutinize her with his gaze, walking past her.

At least the spectacle of the odd pair made the nerves and fear diminish, leaving me with a sense of amusement.

-Sorry for the delay, princess, I had to settle a family matter.-

I gestured with my hand, downplaying it. I didn't have to give explanations, although I suspected it had something to do with Bastian.

-Is everything ready? It's almost time, the lawyer will arrive any moment.- I said, preparing a folder on the table that Abby would use to buy time and talk directly to Richman.

-Everything is ready.- Alexander appeared from the kitchen with a tray in his hand, holding four steaming cups of coffee.

-Hello, cousin, I brought you coffee.-

I covered my mouth with a hand to repress the laughter that hearing Alexander call my cousin "cousin" caused me, especially when I saw him wearing an apron just to prepare coffee.

-Dear cousin, someone finally cares about me.- Vincent said, feigning excitement and saying the last part loudly, obviously directed at Abby, who completely ignored him.

-I like your new look. He subtly mocked Alexander's light blue apron, and I couldn't help but laugh.

-Thanks, fatherhood suits me, don't you think?- Alexander played along, distributing the cups of coffee to Abby and me, keeping the last one for himself.

-Enjoy.- He said before placing his lips on the white cup, and we all imitated his action.

As soon as the dark and hot liquid made its way into my mouth, the bitter taste mixed with a touch of salt made me spit it all back into the cup involuntarily. For a moment, I thought I was the only one who disliked Alexander's coffee, but everyone, including Alexander himself, immediately spit out the coffee.

-For heaven's sake, what did you put in the coffee, did you confuse salt with sugar?- Abby didn't stay quiet and spoke while she tried to clean the taste off her tongue with her fingers, as for me, I was coughing unable to bear the taste.

-Oh my God, this is undrinkable.- Vincent complained, leaving the cup of coffee on the coffee table, and Alexander seemed embarrassed even though he covered his mouth with the palm of his hand.

-Better get a glass of water.- Alexander said, picking up the cups he had handed out a moment ago, but when he was about to reach the kitchen door, the doorbell of the apartment rang, leaving all of us alarmed and frozen in our places.

-He arrived, he arrived, he arrived, run, go to your places, and Alexander, leave those cups in the kitchen or he will realize before time that I'm not alone.- Abby whispered so that the person outside couldn't hear us, and practically, I ran alongside Vincent to the hallway that led to the rooms, leaving Abby alone in the living room while we waited for Alexander.

My heart started pounding hard in my chest and my pulse raced, feeling the nerves more alive than ever.

In a few seconds, Alexander in an apron arrived with us and positioned himself behind me, listening in complete silence to what was happening in the living room.

-Thank you so much for coming, lawyer, take a seat, can I offer you something to drink? Anything but coffee, I stopped drinking it after a bad experience.- Abby spoke loudly so that we could hear her, and I bit my lips, repressing the laughter that wanted to come out because Abby's bad experience was the coffee Alexander prepared.

Alexander glared at me for mocking him and took advantage of our closeness to wrap his arm around my waist, giving me the warmth of his body next to mine.

-No, thank you, I'm fine like this. I was very surprised by your call, I understood that your relationship with the defendant was...-

-You said it yourself. It was, past tense, now I just want to sue her and make her pay for what she did to me.- Abby interrupted the lawyer before he could complete his sentence and it sounded very real. I wouldn't get tired of saying that she would be the best

actress.

-So, I need you to tell me all the details, if you have witnesses or solid evidence, please show them to me, every little detail will help us.- The lawyer immediately asked Abby, and by his voice, he sounded very interested in the matter.

-Of course, lawyer, I'll show you the evidence.- Abby said the latter out loud, signaling for us to show up in the living room.

Without thinking too much, I walked alongside Alexander and Vincent, positioning ourselves behind the lawyer who was sitting with his back to us, Vincent hurried to reach the door and with the key that was already in place, he unlocked it and stood with his arms crossed, looking at the lawyer seriously as he got up alarmed from his seat upon seeing him.

-Miss Dubois, what is this about? What is Mr. Lefebvre doing here?- He asked confused, unable to hide his nerves. Abby crossed her legs on the couch as if she were very comfortable and with a half-smile, she replied.

-Mr. Lawyer, could you turn around?- Abby asked him casually looking at her nails, and only then did the lawyer turn around finding himself face to face with us, his face paled when his gaze lingered on me longer than it should.

-Pleasure to see you again, lawyer Richman.- Although my words sounded sarcastic in the midst of my fake smile, I admit that I was glad to see him because I hoped that this whole plan would work and he would decide to be on our side to publicly expose all the crimes of his most important clients.

-What does this mean? Miss Dubois, have you set a trap for me?- The lawyer asked, turning his back to me again to look at Abby, and I took Alexander's hand so he would follow me to the couch, that way, Mr. Richman couldn't avoid looking me in the face. -A trap? Why would I do something like that? Of course not, is this a trap?-

I shook my head at the same time as Alexander and Vincent, although even a blind person could see that this was indeed a trap. But it was for a good cause for all of us.

-I thought you were more serious, Miss Dubois, I'm leaving here, you're just wasting my time.-

The lawyer hurriedly put away the papers he had taken out of his briefcase and prepared to walk towards the door to escape, but Vincent remained at the door without the intention of letting him go until he listened to us, and to be honest, my cousin looked imposing and intimidating at this moment.

-Step aside, Mr. Lefebvre, this is an infringement, I am against my will in this place, do you know what that's called? Kidnapping. And do you know how many years you'll get in prison?-

-Kidnapping, you say, you came here of your own free will, there are security cameras, did you know that?- I said as I sat down next to Abby, feeling all the nerves completely vanish, leaving me with a sense of security that I had never enjoyed before. After all, using Abby as bait wasn't such a bad idea.

-Move aside or I'll call the police and everyone will be in serious trouble.- The lawyer shouted desperately, trying to remove Vincent from the door, but his efforts were in vain, as his strength couldn't compare to that of my cousin.

-He will step aside once he hears the reason I called him.- Abby said, resting her head on the hand that was resting on the back of the sofa, while she calmly looked at the desperate lawyer.

-I don't care to know, you're a liar, you set me up. Let me go or I'll call the police and this time it's serious. The lawyer said, taking out his phone from his pocket, and when he was dialing a number, Vincent snatched the phone from him and put it in the back pocket of his pants.

-Kidnapping and theft, Mr. Lefebvre, many years in prison await you. How could you agree to this?-

-Mr. Richman, my girlfriend didn't ask if you want to stay or not, you'll stay willingly or unwillingly.- Vincent spoke, taking a defiant step towards him, and Abby froze by my side after grabbing my arm tightly upon hearing how my cousin referred to her. -My girlfriend, he said my girlfriend, did I hear correctly? Is he referring to me or you?- Abby asked me quietly, appearing truly surprised, unable to even blink, and it was starting to scare me.

-Yes, my friend, he is referring to me, I became my cousin's girlfriend before coming here. Of course he's referring to you. Abby, concentrate.- I said in an attempt to bring her back to reality, as our plans were not going entirely well, the lawyer continued to resist, despite the intimidating looks from Vincent and Alexander, and if the lawyer didn't agree, we would have to resort to Plan B.

-Dear boyfriend, my dear Vincent Grey, proceed with Plan B.- Abby suddenly said, and I widened my eyes at the hasty decision we made when we hadn't insisted enough.

Vincent and Alexander looked at Abby incredulously for the unexpected order, and the lawyer took advantage of everyone's distraction to sneak to the door and escape, but his plans were foiled because the door was locked, no one could enter or leave. Fine, the lawyer was not willing to cooperate, so he would listen to us the hard way. I wasn't going to waste this opportunity, plus, if he was let go, it would be very dangerous for everyone, but even more so for Abby, and I wouldn't allow anyone else to be hurt. If we didn't tell him that his wife was cheating on him with Paul and propose that he sided with us by turning in the Dubois family, everything would be complicated. It was now or never.

-You heard Abby, he will listen to us willingly or unwillingly.- I said, taking everyone by surprise, and the lawyer looked at me in fear, as if the worst scenes were playing out in his head, he was probably accustomed to these situations, considering he was an accomplice of the most ruthless beings on this planet, the Dubois, but this time, he wasn't just a spectator.

However, there was a big difference between those criminals and us. Our intention was good, we were going to open his eyes. After pondering it for a few seconds, Alexander and Vincent approached the lawyer who started trembling with fear and couldn't hide it when he began to scream uncontrollably.

-NO! Let me go, don't lay a hand on me or I will sue you! I will make sure you receive the maximum penalty for what you are doing! Help! Call the police! This is a kidnapping! Someone help me, they are kidnapping me!-