Chapter 38
A Stupid Little Plan
Carter’s POV
“An important Gala is coming up in just a few days, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind attending it with me?” I asked Meghan.
It wasn’t something I planned to do, and I could have just done it on my own, but there was so much planned for that day.
So many things I was risking. Like a chance for a partnership with Peyton Firms.
Honestly, a big part of me felt like abandoning Ryan’s plans and just focusing on getting my company to higher heights. My grandfather, for one, would never forgive me for jeopardizing the company.
But then again, that would mean letting Veronica get away with everything and I couldn’t do that. She left me for an old man while I was receiving backlash on my engagement to Meghan. I just couldn’t suffer it alone.
“Really?” Meghan squealed. “You’ll take me with you?”
I rolled my eyes. Even if I didn’t want to, she would eventually find out about the gala and force me to take her along. If I refused, she would guilt
trip me.
I would rather ask her beforehand and get used to it than have her blackmail me into it.
“Yes,” I said dryly and she jumped on me, hugging and kissing me.
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“We are going to look absolutely perfect! I know just the dress to get,” she grinned and I tried not to roll my eyes. “But I am going to need some money, you know.”
I simply took out my black card and handed it to her. She squeaked once. again and kissed me.
“You are the fucking best. Carter! I honestly can’t wait to be your wife!”
The statement made my jaw clench. Be my wife? Who the hell did she think she was? I had only one wife and that was Veronica! Only
Veronica!
I didn’t give in to the temptation of saying what exactly was in my mind because I was going to definitely regret it.
“I’ll see you later.” I said and made to leave but she grabbed my arm. I groaned inwardly. What now?
“I… I was just wondering when you would introduce me to your grandfather. You know our wedding is next month, and he still doesn’t have the slightest idea that Veronica left you and I’m pregnant with your child,” she said, and my eyes narrowed at her.
She had to be kidding me! Did she really think I would just take her to my grandfather and drive him to another heart attack?
I sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Meghan, do you hear yourself? Introducing you to my grandfather right now would be the absolute worst idea you know how he is about tradition and appearances. Do you want to put him back in the hospital?”
Her lips tightened into a pout, and she crossed her arms. “So what, Carter? Are you just going to hide me and your child forever? This isn’t just about you anymore. We are a family now.”
Family. The word made me feel sick to my stomach. This wasn’t the
fumily I wanted. This wasn’t the future I envisioned.
“I’ll handle my grandfather.” I said through gritted teeth. “Chapter 37
A Stupid Little Plan
Carter’s POV
“An important Gala is coming up in just a few days, I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind attending it with me?” I asked Meghan.
It wasn’t something I planned to do, and I could have just done it on my own, but there was so much planned for that day.
So many things I was risking. Like a chance for a partnership with Peyton Firms.
Honestly, a big part of me felt like abandoning Ryan’s plans and just focusing on getting my company to higher heights. My grandfather, for one, would never forgive me for jeopardizing the company.
But then again, that would mean letting Veronica get away with everything and I couldn’t do that. She left me for an old man while I was receiving backlash on my engagement to Meghan. I just couldn’t suffer it alone.
“Really?” Meghan squealed. “You’ll take me with you?”
I rolled my eyes. Even if I didn’t want to, she would eventually find out about the gala and force me to take her along. If I refused, she would guilt trip me.
I would rather ask her beforehand and get used to it than have her blackmail me into it.
“Yes,” I said dryly and she jumped on me, hugging and kissing me.
“We are going to look absolutely perfect! I know just the dress to get,” she grinned and I tried not to roll my eyes. “But I am going to need some money. you know.”
I simply took out my black card and handed it to her. She squeaked once again and kissed me.
“You are the fucking best. Carter! I honestly can’t wait to be your wife!”
The statement made my jaw clench. Be my wife? Who the hell did she think she was? I had only one wife and that was Veronica! Only
Veronica!
I didn’t give in to the temptation of saying what exactly was in my mind. because I was going to definitely regret it.
“I’ll see you later,” I said and made to leave but she grabbed my arm. I groaned inwardly. What now?
“L… I was just wondering when you would introduce me to your grandfather. You know our wedding is next month, and he still doesn’t have the slightest idea that Veronica left you and I’m pregnant with your child,” she said, and my eyes narrowed at her.
She had to be kidding me! Did she really think I would just take her to my grandfather and drive him to another heart attack?
I sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Meghan, do you hear yourself? Introducing you to my grandfather right now would be the absolute worst idea. You know how he is about tradition and appearances. Do you want to put him back in the hospital?”
Her lips tightened into a “So what,
going to hide me and your child forever? This isn’t
Carter? Are you just, and she crossed her arms.
just about you anymore. We are a family now.”
Family. The word made me feel sick to my stomach. This wasn’t the
family I wanted. This wasn’t the future I envisioned.
“I’ll handle my grandfather.” I said through gritted teeth. “But not now. Not until I figure out how to break this to him without him thinking I’ve completely lost my mind.”
Meghan’s pout deepened, but she didn’t argue further. She twirled the black card in her fingers, clearly thinking of ways to milk this for all it was worth.
“Fine, Carter. But you better not make me look like a fool. I’m going to be your wife, remember that.”
I didn’t respond. I simply nodded and walked out before I said something I couldn’t take back.
As I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel, I replayed Meghan’s
words in my head. “Wife.” That title belonged to Veronica, no matter how much she’d betrayed me. The memory of her walking out of my life still burned, but so did the need to make her pay for it.
Ryan’s plan flashed in my mind. It was reckless and borderline stupid, but it was the only way to get what I wanted–revenge on Veronica and control of my life again.
The gala was the perfect stage. If everything went according to plan, Veronica wouldn’t see it coming. I was going to show the whole world how much of a slut she was and even if it meant losing Peyton’s partnership forever, so be it.
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were the only financial consortium in the world. I could always partner with someone else.
My phone rang and I picked it up to see Ryan.
“What’s up, man?” He greeted me.
“Cool. Cool. I asked Meghan to be my plus one for the ball,” I told him.
“That works just fine. By the time you expose Veronica. I’m pretty sure people will take your side. All you have to do is pretend that you and Meghan just got together after, and everything will turn in your favour.” he said.
I didn’t really care what people thought. I just wanted to watch her go on her knees and beg me to take her back. I wanted her to grovel so badly. and then… maybe, just maybe, I might forgive her.
I mean, we are already even, right? She’s pregnant for Meshach and I have Meghan. We can get back together and raise the kids without involving our cheating partners.
I knew for sure she couldn’t resist a deal like that. Especially with her reputation tarnished.
“You are such an evil bastard,” I chuckled. “I honestly can’t wait to see her face when everything unravels. Did you get the video?”
“You are going to need to contact Betty Peyton for that. If she believes Veronica is her husband’s mistress then she must have proof of some sort, right?” He stated.
“Yes, that’s true.”
“Perfect! Then get her to provide it. If she doesn’t have videos, she could set up cameras in her house for them. That would make everything a lot easier. We need to expose them in a way that they can’t deny,” he said.
“That’s right,” I agreed.
“So what are you waiting for? Call her!” not now. Not until I figure out how to break this to him without him thinking I’ve completely lost my mind.”
Meghan’s pout deepened, but she didn’t argue further. She twirled the black card in her fingers, clearly thinking of ways to milk this for all it was worth.
“Fine, Carter. But you better not make me look like a fool. I’m going to be your wife, remember that.”
I didn’t respond. I simply nodded and walked out before I said something I couldn’t take back.
As I sat in my car, gripping the steering wheel, I replayed Meghan’s words in my head. “Wife.” That title belonged to Veronica, no matter how much she’d betrayed me. The memory of her walking out of my life still burned, but so did the need to make her pay for it.
Ryan’s plan flashed in my mind. It was reckless and borderline stupid, but it was the only way to get what I wanted–revenge on Veronica and control of my life again.
The gala was the perfect stage. If everything went according to plan, Veronica wouldn’t see it coming. I was going to show the whole world how much of a slut she was and even if it meant losing Peyton’s partnership forever, so be it.
It’s not like they were the only financial consortium in the world. I could always partner with someone else.
My phone rang and I picked it up to see Ryan.
“What’s up, man?” He greeted me.
“Cool. Cool. I asked Meghan to be my plus one for the ball,” I told him.
“That works just fine. By the time you expose Veronica, I’m pretty sure people will take your side. All you have to do is pretend that you and Meghan just got together after, and everything will turn in your favour,” he said.
I didn’t really care what people thought. I just wanted to watch her go on her knees and beg me to take her back. I wanted her to grovel so badly, and then… maybe, just maybe, I might forgive her.
I mean, we are already even, right? She’s pregnant for Meshach and I have Meghan. We can get back together and raise the kids without involving our cheating partners.
I knew for sure she couldn’t resist a deal like that. Especially with her reputation tarnished.
“You are such an evil bastard,” I chuckled. “I honestly can’t wait to see her face when everything unravels. Did you get the video?”
“You are going to need to contact Betty Peyton for that. If she believes Veronica is her husband’s mistress then she must have proof of some sort, right?” He stated.
“Yes, that’s true.”
“Perfect! Then get her to provide it. If she doesn’t have videos, she could set up cameras in her house for them. That would make everything a lot easier. We need to expose them in a way that they can’t deny,” he said.
“That’s right,” I agreed.
“So what are you waiting for? Call her!”