“She has a child?” I flip through the file, snapping the words out.
“Yes, a son,” the assistant nods and adds a little more quietly. “He’s almost a year old.”
A year? That means… he could be mine.
Why did I decide to follow Vlada only now? I tried not to think about her, tearing all memories from my heart. She betrayed me. Twice. First, she leaked important information to the enemy, and then she quarreled us with my brother.
I quickly look through the photos. A lovely boy. He looks like me…
“Get the car ready,” I order the assistant.
“You’ll go see her?”
“For my son,” I cut coldly. “If Vlada has even a drop of sense, she’ll agree to my terms.”