Page 91 of Curvy Quirky Omega

I showed Frankie the photo and she went so still I actually got a little nervous. Frankie only got like that when she felt threatened.

“This isn’t the same sonogram Melinda showed Dane,” Frankie murmured, taking in the details of the sonogram. “This is an entirely different person.”

“It is.” I set the phone down and pulled up the internet browser on my computer. “I’m going to work on tracing the source of this photo. Can you get Mobookie to hand over the account information as quickly as possible?”

“How quick?”

“Like…in five minutes?” I wanted to make sure I had as many answers for Liam as possible when he came back.

“I can’t do five, but give me twenty.” Frankie checked her messages. “I’m just waiting to hear back from my father.”

Now that she was planning to reclaim her legacy, I could see just how much she’s been holding back. Frankie has always used her contacts when she needed to, but she never let them know she was living as Frankie James, and she never saw them in person.

But she didn’t have to do that anymore and I couldn’t help but feel curious. I wanted to see how she was going to deal with this situation now that she could use all the resources at her disposal without worrying about anyone finding out who she really was.

“Tell me you love me,” Frankie suddenly demanded, sounding giddy.

“I love you. Now tell me what you found.”

“I got the account information for all three numbers.”

A small ding from my computer told me a new file was just dropped into the shared drive. I clicked on it and went straight into the messages. “Who do they belong to?”

“Gideon Valor owns his and Dane’s. The third one is a completely separate account owned by Helen Moss.”

I froze, not sure I’d heard her right. “Say that again.”

Frankie showed me the third account holder’s official information including the method of payment. “Helen Moss owns this account.”

Not only was she a corporate spy who planted malware on Gideon’s computer, she was also an omega, one who had an affair with Gideon and sent him a sonogram…

One who was blackmailing him.

I couldn’t bury down my excitement anymore.

This was the connection we’ve been looking for – the one that tied everything together in a neat little bow. “Can you message Nicolette Valor and set up a meeting with her? Sell her on the corporate espionage first, and then you can give her the report once I compile the evidence.”

Frankie snickered as she scrolled through the same messages I was. “Good call. If she sees that Helen was involved with the corporate espionage and Gideon, she might consider it related.”

“Maybe, but we wouldn’t be obligated to send her all the information. She’d have to hire someone to do that internally,” I reminded Frankie as I typed up the summary of the important messages as I read through them, including the dates. “But I need you to help me go through those messages between Gideon and Helen in the meantime. That sonogram…she wasn’t pregnant when I saw her.”

She didn’t smell like it either.

“Lucy…”

I glanced over at Frankie, dread filling my stomach for some reason.

“Helen had a miscarriage.” Frankie showed me the messages. “Look at the date.”

Nine days after Melinda told Gideon she was pregnant.

“She blames him for her miscarriage,” Frankie whispered. She stared down at the message that should have been emotional, but wasn’t. It was a simple statement.

I lost the baby. This is your fault.

This was like watching a train wreck without being able to do anything about it.

“Do you think Helen killed Gideon?”

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