CHAPTER 84

'All this shit could of been avoided if Michael had done what he was supposed to DO!" Her last word boomed out. Jevan flinched in my arms. 'Michael?" I asked. I was puzzled as to what connection Michael and Aria had together. 'Yes. My former backup singer in my band slash ex-boyfriend who also worked at the same restaurant with you. The one who attacked you and was supposed to make you suffer from a miscarriage. It's quite funny how an ex would do anything you say just in hope of getting you back. I let him stalked you. Found out where you lived and at the perfect opportunity, he attacked you." Of course! My attacker was Michael. That son of a bitch. Michael was the name of Aria's former backup singer in her band but I had no idea she was screwing him. After he left the band, he started working at the restaurant. How had I missed that? Michael and I worked together at the restaurant but I hated him. He was a creep and always looked at me like if he was raping me with his eyes. He was the only person who made me so uncomfortable while I worked there. 'So when the plan failed, it backfired on me because Evan moved your stupid ass back into the mansion. I couldn't get to you, the maids and chefs were always around and the security guards were always up our ass too much. So I waited and came up with another plan. I paid good money for that false DNA test and when Evan threw you out, along with that little monkey.." She paused and pointed the weapon at Jevan, 'I was so satisfied. Mission accomplished!" She went on, 'But that bitch of a mother just had to interfere and get a new DNA test done, so once again, I'm screwed and Evan already knows the truth and I know he's going to sink me but before he does that, I'm here to get my satisfaction once and for all!!" She took the gun off safety and her fingers gripped around the trigger. 'I'm going to hit you and Evan where it hurts the most." My hold on my baby tightened even more and we both were in tears. I knew what she meant by ′where it hurts the most'. She was going to kill our child. Evan's POV *Earlier in Brooklyn* 12:10pm 'Son, we cannot seem to have an exact location on Jasmine. We tried tracking her cell phone but we lost the connection," my father explained on the other end of the phone. I was already settled in my private jet, EJ next to me. ′Zenia!′ I thought. I dialled her number. 'Hello.' 'Zen. It's Evan. I need Jasmine's exact address." 'I can't provide you with such." 'Zenia please! I need to get to your sister as soon as possible!" I begged. 'I swore to secrecy. I'll be betraying Jasmine if I tell you." I knew at this point, she wasn't going to give me the address unless I did something I never enjoyed doing. Bribe. 'Zen, if you do this for me, I'll give you the capital to start your own clothing line and boutique. And that's a promise." There was a long pause on her end, which was a good sign because I knew she was considering my proposal. Jasmine had told me that it was Zenia's dream to own her fashion boutique one day. 'Okay. I'll text you the address and apartment number." Bingo! We hit the skies ten minutes after. When we arrived in LA at 5:45pm, EJ and I went looking for the address Zenia had texted me. 'I think it's this one," EJ said as he pointed to apartment #12. 'Let's go," I responded and we headed up the stairs. Then we heard a gunshot. 'STAY BEHIND ME!" I yelled at EJ as I ran towards Jasmine's apartment. I had no idea where the gunshot came from but as I got closer and closer to apartment #12, I was hearing the cries of a baby. I bursted through the door and my blood boiled instantly, reaching an all time high. Aria was standing there with a gun. Jasmine was laying on the floor with blood soaking through the T-shirt on her back, and the baby was still wrapped up in her arms underneath her, crying. I speared Aria to the ground like if the wrestler Roman Reigns had taught me all my life. The gun flew out her hand and slide in underneath a nearby couch. 'EJ! CALL 911!" I shouted as he walked in cautiously. His eyes popped out when he saw the situation in the room. He took our his cell phone and took Jevan out of Jasmine's arms. Jasmine wasn't moving. She was laying face down in a pool of blood. Her blood was all over the baby. I picked Aria up and slammed her into a corner. I was not a woman beater and I didn't like manhandling women so I wrenched her hands together with my belt and placed her onto a chair. I snatched my engagement ring off her finger. 'Ev...Evan," she mouthed. The wind was knocked out of her. 'Shut the hell up. Don't even try to speak to me. You'll pay for everything you've done!" I yelled back at her. 'I'm sorry." 'You took a gun to Jasmine's apartment and you shot her with my son in her arms and you're going to tell me that you're sorry?"