Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet

Ellen’s POV

As father and I made our way out of the secret bunker. I was happy that the kids were responding to treatments. It would make more sense if I had the kids awake and crying. Maybe that way, it would stir Kamille to make the right decision already.

I looked at the video again and remembered how frightened she looked.

“Where is my mummy?” She asked, her face white as snow and her eyes barely open.

“Mummy is coming soon,” The doctor had coaxed her and given her an analgesic. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

“Father, let’s send this to Kamille,” I said and showed my father the video.

“Excellent! With this, she will readily even give her life for them,” Father replied.

Who needs her dirty life? She can keep it.

We first made a stop at my father’s office. We got to his desk and he immediately got the video into the phone we used undercover. Once he got the video into that phone, he sent a message to Kamille and attached the video alongside it .

She had better make her damn choice already, because I did not really care about her little peep squeaks. Maybe because of Zeke, I did care a little bit. He is a lot of trouble when vexed.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Dad, I’ll be leaving soon. I need to go shopping,” I said, after my father hit the send button.

“You have done amazing and I don’t mind you using all the funds I have,” He joked.

“Hmmm, that sounds like a great idea” I replied and we both laughed a little while.

I left the mansion with his gold card. I was sure I was going to buy the world down. On my way out, I picked my phone and sent Ava a message. It was time for her to resume her duties. She was silly and too nice. Maybe that is the reason I can’t let her go.

Once the message was delivered, I called Becky.

“Hello Becky, guess what?” I said, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice.

“Has world war four began?” she replied, her tone immediately brightening at my enthusiasm.

“What? No! Shut the fuck up,” I yelled jokingly at her.

She laughed heartily, “Alright El, you got me! What’s up?”

“My family has just hit the jackpot, our stocks have risen! We’re back on top!” I declared.

“Oh my God, that’s amazing! Does that mean we’ll be resuming our vacations, concerts, and shopping sprees?” Becky asked, her excitement mirroring mine.

“Of course! I think you know me better than I do,” I laughed.

We both laughed, the sound of it pure and carefree. After a few more minutes of chatting about our plans and catching up on the latest gossip, we said our goodbyes, and I ended the call feeling lighter and more excited about the day.

I got into my car and zoomed off. I arrived at the Italian restaurant just before the boutique I would spend my dad’s fortune on.

When I arrived, I found Ava already waiting for me. She looked the same as always-humble and slightly scared, her demeanor always cautious around me.

I usually liked seeing the fear in Ava’s eyes; it gave me a sense of control and power. But today, for some inexplicable reason, it made me uncomfortable, even irritated.

“Seems someone still keeps to time,” I said putting away the irritation that bit at me.

“He.. Hello Miss. Manor,” She stuttered as always.

“Can you not make one fucking straight sentence?” I asked.

“Sorry Miss. Manor,” She quickly apologized.

I ignored her and walked into the restaurant with her trailing behind me. I took a seat and a waiter came to attend to me. I ordered my favorite Italian dish. Ava stood behind me, as usual, waiting for instructions.

“Ava, take a seat,” I said, surprising both her and myself with my sudden show of kindness.

“Me?” Ava looked at me, wide-eyed with surprise.

“Yes, you. Sit down and order something for yourself,” I replied, trying to keep my tone casual.

Ava hesitated for a moment before sitting down opposite me. She looked around nervously, clearly taken aback by my unexpected kindness.

“What’s wrong? Order something,” I prompted her.

Ava finally placed her order, still looking at me like I had grown a second head. I wondered what was wrong with me. Why was I being so nice to her? Why was I feeling so emotional today? I shook off the thoughts and focused on enjoying my meal.

The waiter brought our orders, and just as I opened my dish, a sudden wave of nausea hit me. I clapped a hand over my mouth and bolted to the bathroom, throwing up as soon as I reached a stall. Moments later, Ava and the restaurant manager hurried in after me, their faces filled with concern.

“Miss Ellen, are you alright? Was it the food?” Ava asked, her voice filled with worry.

I shook my head, trying to collect myself. “No, it’s not the food,” I managed to say, wiping my mouth with a tissue.

What sort of sickness could this be?

Suddenly, it hit me. It had been two weeks since the insemination. My mind raced, and I realized what this could mean. I quickly stashed my credit card in Ava’s hand. “Pay for the food,” I instructed her, “I need to go.”

Without waiting for her response, I hurried out of the restaurant and headed straight to Becky’s hospital. The drive seemed to take forever, but I finally arrived and rushed inside to find her.

“Becky, I need to see you. Now,” I said breathlessly.

Becky looked up from her desk, immediately sensing the urgency in my voice. “What’s wrong, El?”

“I think I might be pregnant,” I blurted out.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly ushered me into an examination room. After a series of tests, she confirmed what I had suspected.

“I think this is good news right?,” Becky asked with uncertainty edging into her voice.

“Well?” I asked, looking at her curiously.

“You are definitely pregnant,” She said, smiling warmly at me.

That explains the weird wave of emotions earlier on.

A wave of happiness and relief washed over me. Zeke was going to be mine and together with this baby, we would be inseparable.

I called my father immediately to share the news.

“Father, I have something important to tell you,” I said as soon as he picked up the phone.

“What is it, Ellen?” he asked, his tone concerned.

“I’m pregnant,” I announced, my voice trembling with excitement.

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he responded. “That’s wonderful news, Ellen. Come home immediately. We need to plan our next steps.”

“Alright dad, I’ll be home soon,” I replied, before we hung up.

“So what now?” Becky asked with an unreadable expression on her face.

I knew her fears. The baby wasn’t Zeke’s and it would be catastrophic if word gets out that the baby isn’t his before I can have him under me.

“I trust you know that no one is to ever hear of what happened ,” I said to her.

“Don’t treat me like a fucking kid El , I know better than that,” She replied.

“Good, I just needed to confirm,” I said, smiling back at her.

“Come here,” Becky said as she pulled me in for a hug. “Be careful,” She added as she patted my back.

“I definitely will,” I replied with a half smile and walked out of her office.