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“Auntie?”

“Dad'smagnet.”

“Sister?”

“É.”

“That's nice, girls. Now let's go in.” I grabbed their little backs and led them into the room so they could take off their backpacks and lunchboxes.

I paid attention to other students while I thought about what the twins had told me. It was no big deal, except that I was still upset with that man, probably because of the indecent proposal he had made to me.

Cretin!

I had been naive to think that he could be a nice guy after saving me from Julius, but at least the first one had the excuse of being drunk.

“Teacher!” One of my little students grabbed the hem of my blouse and pulled it to get my attention.

“Hi, David.”

“Aren't you goingin?”

“Yes, I'm going.” I smiled at him and guided him to his chair.

The class with my little ones went just as I had hoped. They loved the activity, and I had some time to rest and have lunch while they took a mid-afternoon nap. They were such sweethearts, and there was nothing that made me happier than spending the day with them.

At the end of the day, I accompanied the class to the playground and made them sit in a circle in the usual place to wait for their parents or guardians. My eyes didn't leave the twins for a single moment. As much as I had the excuse of fearing that they would disappear, I knew it was much more than that.

A part of me- the idiotic and perhaps slightly angry part- wanted to see their father again. I wouldn't say anything, nor would I be that crazy. Just imagine the mess that could happen if any other parent at the school even dreamed that Thomas had offered me money to have sex with him. I knew those rich snobs well; they wouldn't see my side. They'd only see me as a prostitute, and I loved my job too much to risk losing it.

“Mary, Anne...” Holly gestured for the girls to come as the man in charge had arrived.

I followed them with my gaze until they passed through the gate and held a man's hand, but he wasn't who I was expecting. It took me a while to recognize him as the guy who had picked them up earlier. He was their driver, and it soon became clear that their father wasn't coming to pick them up.

That was great, the less chance I had of running into that guy again, the better for me. But deep down, I felt a nagging feeling that I tried hard to ignore.

He's an asshole, Helena!"I repeated to myself in thought.

Surely, everything good about the girls must have come from their mother. I knew I might be exaggerating a bit, but I was still very angry about the whole situation.

Thomas had better not cross my path again.

Chapter eighteen

“Sir...” My secretary stood and followed me as I entered the floor.

“What is it, Violet?”

“I have the files on the Federithon case against the state of New York that you asked me for. Would you like me to put them on your desk?”

“You can hand it to me here.” I held out my hand, and she handed me a heavy folder with several pages of files that would take me many hours to analyze. But that was part of my job, and it was usually the lesser of two evils.

“I want a brief report on the associates' work—the hours dedicated to each case and the possible resolution. If someoneloses any case, even if it's pro bono, I need to be informed because it can directly impact our metrics.”

“Yes, sir.”

“We need to continue as the best law firm in New York.”

“Let's continue.”

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