What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger novel Chapter 38

I turned to Eleanor, desperate. "Please - I need a proper urn for Noah."

She curled her lip. "Can't even hold a damn urn right. The bottle's fine. I'm not wasting another cent on that ungrateful brat. Hurry up - my club's waiting."

Leon shoved me aside, his friends scooping Noah's ashes into the filthy bottle and tossing it into the grave like trash.

The workers sealed it immediately.

My nails dug into my palms until they bled. How could they treat my baby like trash?

I went looking for Hudson and only to find them - right in front of Noah's memorial portrait.

Valeria was straddling him on a chair, her dress hiked up, Hudson's hands all over her.

"Baby... Leon needs a sibling. Let me give you another child."

Hudson's breath was ragged.

"Val... you've risked so much already - hiding Leon all these years from your husband. I can't ask more. And this is Noah's-"

Valeria's hand slid lower, her voice pure seduction. "For you? I'd sacrifice anything. He's never home anyway, he won't know."

"Shhhh..." Valeria's hands worked at his dick. "Besides... doesn't the danger excite you? Right here? You're so tense... let mama take care of you..."

Hudson's control snapped. He yanked her down into a brutal kiss, hands shoving up her dress while she moaned.

My hands shook as I recorded their betrayal before fleeing to Noah's grave.

"You know what? If you'd stayed barren, I wouldn't have bothered with you at all."

"But you finally had Noah, didn't you? You give Hudson a kid. Well, guess what? Nobody - and I mean nobody - threatens my son's inheritance."

"The Montclair fortune belongs to us. Hudson loves me most - he even killed your kid to prove it. If I were you, I'd do us all a favor and jump off a bridge."

I finally snapped, raising my hand - but Valeria was already falling toward the stone steps.

Before I could move, strong hands slammed me down, catching her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Reese? Touch her again and I'll destroy you!"