Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
372. Olivia - Spencer II

Spencer starts playing with his toys.

"We did investigate if what Jason said about you was true. Your father sent us the copy of a death certificate and even the obituary entrance about your passing. It was a very emotional and stressful time for us. We almost lost Spencer several times. We tried to contact Tyson several times, but he told us that you cheated on him and he wanted nothing to do with us anymore. He blocked us before we could tell him about Spencer," Grandpa Jon explains. My gaze goes to Tyson who looks guilty as fuck. Apart from Camila, my grandparents were the only ones who knew about Tyson. I told them about him because I wanted to know if I was doing the right thing when I started going out with him. They not only supported us, but were ready to help us get married. "The moment we saw Spencer, we knew it was Tyson's son. But when he refused to talk to us, we thought that he wanted to have nothing to do with the child so we hired a lawyer and adopted him. We never told your parents anything about Spencer since we knew they would try to harm him because of his father. After we erased any trace that might lead to us, we took Spencer and moved here."

I'm so relieved that my grandparents took care of Spencer but I don't understand why Jason called them. He always said that Spencer is dead and it's all my fault.

"Tyson came here earlier and mentioned what happened to you, but why would your father and brother do that to you?" Grandma Khloe ask.

I glare at Tyson. "It wasn't your place to say anything." I never wanted them to know what my father and brother put me through. They would for sure blame themselves for what was done to me.

"I know but I wanted them to understand that you were yet a victim of your father." Tyson's gaze goes to my grandfather. "And Azael." After a moment of silence, he adds, "We need to talk in private." Grandpa Jon stants. "My office is this way," he says and leads Tyson out of the living room.

Grandma Khloe takes my hand into hers. "Introduce me to these fine men."

At least she's not asking about what was done to me.

I go to Jasper and sit on his lap. He seems slightly embarrassed, especially when I kiss him. "This is Jasper. He loved me when everyone around me hated me. If not for him, I wouldn't be here today."

Jasper wraps his arms around me. "Little Love," he murmurs before pressing his lips to my cheek.

"He is also screwing Tyson," I add before moving to Ansel. Jasper looks mortified especially when Grandma Khloe laughs. "My grandparents won't mind. They were swingers even before many knew what that meant."

My men look at me because they understand how I can speak like this around my grandmother, but truth be told, I always could talk about anything with my grandparents. In a way, they felt more like my parents than my father and mother. "We still are," Grandma Khloe says and winks at me.

I turn my attention to Ansel. "I don't know if you remember Ansel? He is...special."

"More special than Tyson?" my grandmother inquiries.

"In a different way. He..." I struggle for a moment to find the right words, "was ready to die for me. He almost lost two of his wings for me." Grandma Khlow frowns. "Two of his wings? How many does he have?"

Ansel tries to shush me, but I reply anyway. "Four." I go to Rueben. My left arm comes around his shoulders and my right palm rests on his chest. "This is Rueben. We are enemies-to-lovers or some trope like that." I chew my bottom lip. "I'll owe him all my life for killing his sister."

Rueben runs his knuckles against my check. "You know that I no longer blame you for what happened that night. It was an accident. Besides, she took something that didn't belong to her and...shit happened. If someone's to blame that would be me."

I kiss him. "We should stop blaming ourselves for things that we can't change." Lastly, I move to Mose. "This is Mose. He also knocked me up recently." "That was my demon," Mose tries to defend himself.

It takes a moment for Grandma Khloe to realize what I said. "You are pregnant?" I nod. My grandma starts to scream, "Jon! Jon! Come here right now!" My men look likes teens caught in my room at night

Grandpa Jon takes a few moments to return to the living room. "What's happening?"

I press my lips together because I know what's going to happen next.

"Olivia is pregnant," Grandma Khloe huffs but I can see how happy she is. I get up from Mose's lap.

Grandpa Jon narrows his eyes. "Who of you troublemakers is the father?" Behind him, Tyson smiles. He knows the games my grandparents are playing. "Well?" Mose mumbles something. Grandpa Jon yanks Mose to his feet. "Welcome to the family, son," he says before hugging him. "All of you. While I'm not happy about how you treated my granddaughter, I am willing to give you a chance. But only if she loves you."

A wide smile spreads across my face. "I love all of them with all my heart."

"Olivia," Rueben murmurs and pulls me back in his lap.

I should have waited for a more intimate moment to tell them how I feel, but this is as good of a moment as any other.

Half an hour later, we are sitting at the table, eating while we listen to my grandparents telling stories about Spencer while they show us photos of him they took over the years.

My gaze falls on a photo of Spencer and a young man. I pass it around to Tyson. Spencer, who is next to Tyson sees it. Pointing at the photo, he says, "This is Asa. I met him a few weeks ago. He's very nice"

Ansel's fork falls to the ground. "Can I see the photo?" Tyson gives it to Ansel who turns palle. "Shit. Shit. Shit. We need to get out of here."

"What's going on?"

"Ohyr knows about Spencer."

**The next chapter is in about two days :)**