Replacing My Ex Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
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I rushed from the room and ran from the building back to my car and sped home where I’d left him with the teenage daughter of my next-door neighbors. I grabbed the baby up in my arms and held him close as I broke down in tears.

He's at that age where he understands emotion, and that sweet little boy just patted my shoulder as if to offer comfort. It was little solace, but at least I had him, not that anyone could replace my son.

DEIDRE

“What is it now? Did you get those drug charges dropped? It was Dan’s house, so…”

“I’m not here about that, sorry. Dan Stewart passed away last night. The charges are now murder in the first degree instead of attempted murder. Also, do you recognize the name Stanley Thorpe?”

I felt the room spin around me and struggled to keep my composure. “No, who’s that?” He looked at me as if I was draining his energy. I don’t see why; didn’t he go to school for this? Isn’t it his job to get me out of here?

“Think carefully because the D.A. is going to try to throw the book at you. Your claim of self-defense is already hanging by a thread because of what the DEA captain claims was happening when they busted down the door. Not to mention most of the wounds on Mr. Stewart were towards his back…”

“Listen, I don’t care what anyone says they saw; he attacked me first. Now do your job and get my bail and where is my son?”

“He’s with his grandmother, of course,” I smirked at him but said nothing. What a load of crap.

I can’t afford to falter now, though; I have to keep my wits about me until the very end. I’m not beaten yet. So that fucker died, big deal. I’m not about to spend the rest of my life rotting in here because of that.

I need money, and I need a better lawyer than this public defender joker. But how did he know about Stanley? Nobody knows about Stanley, even I haven’t thought of him in years.

I was never fingerprinted, so there’s no way anyone from back then could’ve found me, I always made very sure of that. So, how did they even know that we were connected? Stanley doesn’t know my new name so he couldn’t have told them.

I kept the name Deidre but even spelled it differently from the original and got myself a new last name that had nothing to do with me or anyone I knew. I only kept it so that I wouldn’t mess up and forget to answer to a new name because who had time to get used to that shit?

No one knows me; I never really kept any friends because of what I was into. There’s my bitch of a sister, but we haven’t spoken or seen each other in years. Not since I seduced her husband, and she lost her shit. That’s what she got for always trying to be so perfect.

We both lost our parents and other siblings at the same time, so why was she the only one who got comforted by everyone else around? Why was she the one everyone felt pity for? So what if she was in the car with them when it happened?

So what if it was because I’d insisted they come see me cheer? I didn’t tell Dad not to know how to drive, and they didn’t need to bring all their brats with them. Who asked them to? Is it my fault that they were all stupid?

“Are you listening?”

“What did you say?”

“I said we need to come up with a new defense because this isn’t looking good. Now we have this situation in Arkansas with Thorpe that, if it checks out, is only going to make things worse.”

“I need to talk to Cecile. Tell her I need to see her.” I’m not about to talk on the phone where these people can listen in. I don’t care how much she hates me right now because of her son; if she wants to keep my son, she’d do as she’s told.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Tell her that if she wants to keep my son, she’ll show her face.” It’s not time to panic yet. No one ever got anywhere by doing that shit.

THUNDER

I got the news about Dan’s passing the next day before we left the hospital, but I didn’t tell her right then and there. Let her enjoy motherhood for a little while longer, but there was still one last thing left to do before I could put this all behind us.

Kieran, you know what to do. When is the funeral?”

“No one knows for sure; they have to do the autopsy for the murder case, so it might take a while. Good, that gives us time. Go to that house and find anything to do with my wife, anything.”



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