GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Lindsey conducted an audit in each department, uncovering the evidence she needed to sink her father in jail for fraud and embezzlement of the company’s funds. Dexter took charge of presenting all the evidence to a judge, and an arrest warrant was issued.

From a distance, Lindsey observed how they took John out of the house in handcuffs and put him into a police car. A cold and sad expression appeared on her face, recalling the days of despair she had lived with her father. At that moment, she couldn’t remember a single happy moment. After witnessing that scene, she asked her driver to take her home.

Days passed, and the trial against John Girt took place. He was sentenced to 10 years in prison, but Lindsey was dissatisfied with the lenient sentence. It seemed insufficient for all the harm he had caused. His misdeeds wouldn’t bring her mother back, and they couldn’t erase the suffering she endured with him.

After the trial, Dexter requested a visit to the prison.

John Girt was brought to a room, not knowing who was coming to visit. He looked haggard and pale, his gaze distant. He never imagined that his daughter would be the one to bring him to jail.

“Hello, Mr. John! How’s prison treating you?” Lindsey entered with an air of superiority.

John looked at his daughter with rage, with suppressed anger. At that moment, he wished he could lunge at her.

“Why have you come to flaunt your joy at seeing me in jail?”

For a brief moment, Lindsey felt fear at the sinister look he displayed. She composed herself and spoke casually.

“You’re nothing. I can’t understand how Lina could be with and love a man like you.”

“She was the one who loved. I just used her as I pleased. Now that I think about it, it was quite satisfying.” A mocking smile appeared on his face.

Lindsey shot him a cold look; her body trembled with resentment. She hoped to find some remorse in him, being alone and in prison, but it was the opposite. He remained the same cruel man.

“You’re despicable! You and Kathen killed my mom for your damn money. Your heart is rotten. You thought you could get away with it. I renounce being your daughter.”

John widened his eyes in surprise. To his shock, Lindsey seemed to know the truth.

“I didn’t kill your mother. It was Kathen. She-”

“You and she are of the same kind. You allied to manipulate my mother’s noble heart. I’ll make sure that the little time you spend here is a living hell. If you ever get out, I’ll make sure no one lends you a helping hand.”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Lindsey turned her back on her father, glanced at the security guard, who gestured for her to leave.

John gritted his teeth and cursed as he was dragged by a security guard to one of the prison’s most problematic wings.

Lindsey left the place calmly. Once inside her car, her heart raced, seemingly wanting to escape her chest. Tears of pain rolled down her cheeks. She had hoped to see some remorse in that man, but after hearing what he said, it became clear to her that he was never a father.

Now, the task was to find Kathen. Her people had been searching for her, but they hadn’t been able to locate her.

She returned to the mansion and went to her room, lying down for a while. It had been emotionally exhausting to confront her father. Her mind was clear that the man was not born to love.

After a couple of hours locked in her room, Lindsey headed to her grandmother’s house. She shared the conversation she had with her father with Courtney and Antonella.

Courtney didn’t say anything; her heart was overwhelmed. She just sobbed and hugged her sister. At the moment, she didn’t have the courage to go to the prison to confront her father. From Lindsey’s account, it was clear that this man wasn’t going to change. It hurt that her family was a failure, but she felt happy for her sister’s noble heart, capable of forgiveness despite her mistakes.

A month passed, and the friends gathered at Lindsey’s mansion to prepare Janna’s wedding. At first, they were upset with her for keeping her relationship a secret, but the news of the baby brought them joy.

“It has to be in a luxurious hotel ballroom, with many guests, food and drinks, glamorous decorations, and flowers of all kinds,” Luan blurted out from the sofa.

“We can do that in your mouth. I want something simple, just with my family, which is you guys,” Janna whispered excitedly.

The four friends pounced on Janna to shower her with affection.

“Friend, tell me. Where do you plan to have the ceremony?” Luan intervened again.

“Janna! We can do it at my mansion. If you want, we can make your wedding like mine,” Lindsey smiled with a sparkle in her eyes, “but better.”

“Thank you, Lin.” Mischievous tears spilled on Janna’s face. “Thank you, guys, for helping me with my mouth. I never thought I’d have a family, and look at me, three months pregnant, and in two weeks, I’ll be a married woman.”

She glanced at each of her friends. “I love you guys; you are the best brothers life could give me.”

“Was I forced out of what they’re talking about?” interrupted Courtney, who arrived at that moment.

“You’re adopted. It’s your turn to catch the bouquet so you can be the next one to marry Oscar, too bad he only likes women,” Luan said, sighing several times.

Courtney turned red, and the girls burst into laughter.

Lindsey stood up, took her sister’s hand, and sat her beside her.

“If you pay attention to Luan’s craziness, you’ll blush for the rest of your life,” Isa said from her seat.

“The pregnant ladies, when will I know the gender of my two nephews?” Luan asked.

“Freed and I are going for our second medical checkup tomorrow. I don’t want to know the gender, but the dad has days when he can’t sleep because he already wants to know.”

“I want to find out when I have it in my arms. The important thing is for the baby to be healthy and to have the love of the family,” she said, passing her hand over her five-month belly, her eyes sparkling.

“Of course, sister, you know you have the support of all of us.”

Luan started to sob.

“Don’t stop me; you know these things excite me. I was going to take care of the gender reveal, but your impatient husband ruined everything for me,” he looked at Janna making a pout, then turned to Courtney. “And I respect your decision, but now I’m the one organizing both baby showers. Envious ones, don’t protest.”

Stefany rolled her eyes; her brother would never mature. They continued their afternoon chat while the children played in the game room.