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Chapter 494
Chapter 494:
“You don’t understand!” she raised her voice, placing a deliberate, protective hand over her flat stomach. “I am carrying his child. It is a medical emergency. I have to see him p>
“If you have a medical emergency, call a doctor,” the guard replied coldly. “If you do not leave the property line in ten seconds, we will have you arrested for trespassing p>
Alycia stepped back. The absolute finality in the guard’s eyes terrified her. She knew they would put her on the ground if she tried to push past them.
She retreated to the edge of the sidewalk and stood beside a concrete planter.
She stood there for three agonizing hours. The cold seeped into her bones, turning her fingers blue. The wind whipped her perfectly styled hair into a tangled mess. Her makeup began to run in dark streaks down her face.
Word had leaked. A small cluster of paparazzi had assembled across the street, training long-lens cameras on her and capturing every second of her freezing, pathetic vigil.
Alycia knew she was out of options. She had to force Cole to come down. She had to use the public spectacle to trap him.
𝘑oі𝘯 𝘵𝗵𝗼𝗎ѕ𝘢𝗻𝗱ѕ 𝘰𝗳 𝗳𝗮𝘯𝘴 o𝗇 𝗀a𝗅𝗻𝗼𝘷еlѕ.𝗰𝗈𝗆
She took a deep breath. She squeezed her eyes shut and willed tears to surface.
Then she let out a piercing, theatrical scream.
She grabbed her stomach with both hands and doubled over, allowing her knees to buckle. She collapsed onto the hard, freezing concrete of the sidewalk.
“Help!” Alycia wailed, thrashing slightly to make it look authentic. “My baby! The pain — please, somebody get Cole p>
Pedestrians froze. The paparazzi surged forward, their camera flashes strobing across the street.
Sixty floors above, inside the silent, temperature-controlled sanctuary of the CEO’s office, Cole sat behind his massive desk. His eyes were fixed on the large wall monitor displaying a high-definition live feed from the building’s exterior security cameras.
He watched Alycia rolling on the concrete. He watched her screaming.
His face was a mask of absolute, freezing apathy. There was no anger left in him. There was no pity. Looking at her was like watching a piece of litter blow across the street.
His chief assistant stood nervously beside the desk, glancing between the screen and Cole’s face.
“Sir,” the assistant said carefully. “The press is capturing all of this. The optics of the mother of your child collapsing outside the building could be damaging. Should I dispatch the private corporate medical team to bring her inside p>
Cole turned his head slowly. His eyes were so cold they seemed to absorb the light in the room.
“Do not send my doctors to touch that woman,” he said. His voice was a flat, lethal monotone. “Call 911. Request a standard city ambulance. Tell the dispatcher there is an emotionally disturbed woman causing a public disturbance on the sidewalk p>
The assistant’s eyes widened. “Sir — a city ambulance? The press will see she is being treated like a vagrant p>