Page 218 of Pretty Little Lies

Emilio narrows his eyes a bit at me. “Don’t be so prideful. It’ll only hurt you in the end. And I’m not asking for someone’s life here.”

“Then you must’ve heard what I did to Judah.”

His nostrils flare, showing me the first sign of emotion. I don’t know if I just shot myself in the foot, or if this is going to quickly backfire on me. “I heard.”

And that’s it.

It’s all I get from the powerful Emilio Wildes.

“And?” I press. “Do you think I shot and killed him, too?”

“Does it matter what I think?”

“It does when I believe you might be setting me up.”

He perks a brow at me. “In what world would finding your sisters and bringing them back have anything to do with setting you up?”

“You could use them as hostages.”

Emilio averts his gaze and almost rolls his eyes. “You watch too many movies, Haven. Get a grip.”

Those three words send me over the edge because I’ve gotten more than agrip. I got a reality check that reminds me that I shouldn’t have fucked with Pretty Boy. That I should’ve told Levi that it wasn’t a good idea.

That I gave myself too much credit to imagine that I could pull this off.

“I could tell you the same thing,” I hedge onward, keeping my glare on him. “But here you are.”

“Vivian will be dealt with.”

“I heard that too. Still doesn’t get my house back.”

“I don’t want you working yourself to death and throwing yourself into a dangerous position.” He steers his sole focus back to me. “And we both know that includes what Wallace is going to get you roped into.”

“Well, we wouldn’t want to get me killed so you can’t use me for the Titan seats.”

His brows knit together as though he’d never thought of it before. “Isn’t it your birthright?”

“You have two heirs.Maleheirs.”

“That’s a little sexist of you, Haven.”

“My name isBay.”

“Youaremy daughter. It doesn’t matter which name you want to keep. You’re making me sound like a villain when all Iwant to do is help my children. Just because you’re in my life, doesn’t mean that I’m going to disown the others. It doesn’t mean I won’t take care of them or want the best for them. It changes nothing but that I have a daughter that was always mine. Ramsey and Torin have been in my life since they were young.”

My stomach clenches painfully as I stare at him. He only said two names, not three.

Judah never mentioned his father’s name, but that he was an asshole and he didn’t like how he ran things. That he was a dictator who wouldn’t listen to reason or other ideas.

Mind you, Judah didn’t listen either, however, I wonder how much of that was true.

“Why did you mention just them?” Emilio frowns at me with knitted eyebrows. “There’s Judah.”

“I remember my son,” he leers. “But he’s dead. And he wantednothingto do with me.”

I can see why.

However, it still left a reckless and confused young man out there in the world with no guidance other than Matteo’s.

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