The CEO’s Masked Secret Wife

Liam's POV

After the whirlwind of revelations today, my only desire was to return home and embrace my son. My son. Leo was actually my flesh and blood. The thought sent waves of elation through my chest, but Hazel had succumbed to exhaustion from the medication and collapsed onto Damian's leather sofa. She refused my suggestion of moving to a bedroom, insisting she wanted to remain close to everyone. So I settled beside her, cradling her head in my lap as my fingers traced gentle patterns through her silky hair.

Dr. Evans instructed us to wait until Hazel regained consciousness before departing. He handed me a mountain of documentation about her current pregnancy and extensive records from Leo's gestation, which he had also supervised. After our lengthy discussion, he bid his farewells and disappeared into the evening. Allen recognized his cue to leave, and Evelyn concluded her video conference.

"So, newly crowned father, what's running through your mind right now?" Damian inquired with barely contained excitement. "Because I'm about to dethrone Chloe and Noah as the world's most devoted uncle."

"In your dreams, Damian! You might surpass Noah, but competing with me? Not a chance in hell!" Chloe retorted, eliciting laughter from everyone present.

"Damian, I'm struggling to find adequate words to express what I'm experiencing. Happiness feels insufficient. I'm absolutely euphoric," I responded to my friend, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "I'm desperate to hold my son."

"Leo's going to be over the moon with this news. That boy mentions you constantly, like he's completely enchanted by you," Chloe observed.

"As my mother always insisted, Chl, blood calls to blood," Stella interjected.

"When my parents discover this, they're going to lose their minds with joy," Chloe declared with a radiant smile. "They've always treated Hazel like their own daughter."

"Chl, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I'll be eternally grateful to you and your entire family," I said, grasping her hand as she positioned herself near Hazel's feet.

"For what, Liam?" she asked, genuine confusion coloring her voice.

"For consistently protecting Hazel and my son. And for orchestrating her entrance into my life," I said with raw emotion.

"You're such a sentimental fool, but I suppose I can tolerate you," Chloe teased. "However, you still have mountains of issues to resolve. I have faith you'll manage, but there's extensive ground to cover."

We had been engaged in conversation for considerable time when Victoria's voice echoed loudly as she argued with Damian's security personnel who failed to restrain her. Victoria burst through the doors and surveyed everyone assembled in the room.

"There you are, Liam!" She flashed a predatory smile and began advancing toward me.

With Hazel's head resting in my lap, I was completely defenseless. I quickly turned to Chloe with desperation in my voice.

"Chl, I need your help. That's my ex."

Chloe's eyes blazed with fury as she launched herself upward like a missile and positioned herself as a barrier between Victoria and me.

"Well, well! If it isn't that pathetic slut Victoria Hayes!" Chloe's smile was razor-sharp. "What brings you to our gathering, you worthless tramp?"

"Who gives you the authority to address me that way, Chloe?" Victoria's eyes sparked with venomous hatred.

"I'm the daughter of the devoted husband you attempted to seduce. Oh, and I'm also the woman who demolished you and dragged your face across concrete several years ago. Ring any bells? Would you like me to jog your memory?" Chloe's threat was ice-cold.

"Keep your distance from me, you deranged psychopath!" Victoria shrieked.

"Lower your voice, you whore!" Chloe seized Victoria's hair and spoke through clenched teeth. "I haven't forgotten how you convinced my mother that my father had gotten you pregnant."

"Release me, you insane bitch!" Victoria fought against Chloe's grip. "You're completely unhinged, Chloe!"

"Absolutely, I am completely unhinged! Don't assume I've forgotten all your manipulative schemes. And don't imagine that beating was sufficient revenge for me." I had never witnessed Chloe in such a state. She was pure, concentrated fury.

Chloe jerked Victoria's hair with one violent motion, sending her crashing to the floor.

"You have severe psychological problems, Chloe," Victoria whined while struggling to her feet, then fixed her gaze on me. "Are you going to allow this lunatic to treat me this way, Liam?"

"I would inflict far worse!" Damian rose with a menacing expression. "I never extended an invitation to you, you slut. I despise you, always have, so remove yourself before I contact the authorities and have you arrested for criminal trespassing."

I carefully stood, positioning Hazel's head on a cushion, and asked Noah to watch over her. I joined Damian and Chloe, standing in solidarity as I regarded Victoria with complete contempt.

"When exactly did this tramp proposition your father, Chl?" I inquired.

"Approximately four years ago. I knew she was involved with someone, but I had no clue it was you. This worthless homewrecker nearly destroyed my parents' marriage, and my father never even touched her," Chloe seethed with rage. "I still possess that incriminating video, you skank. Want me to broadcast it for everyone? Especially your father?"

"Listen carefully, Chloe, don't attempt to blackmail me! I vanished from your lives," Victoria said, desperately trying to regain control.

"Yes, you vanished after I dragged your face across the asphalt," Chloe declared. "Don't you recall, Liam? Didn't you notice your girlfriend's face completely scraped up?"

"You demon from hell, I required plastic surgery in Boston. You destroyed my face," Victoria complained bitterly.

"Damn right I did!" Chloe said with unmistakable pride. "And I'm losing my composure again, and I don't care about maintaining my clean record."

"And I assumed it was a car accident," I said with disgust.

"I remember seeing you completely broken in the hospital, you slut! Chloe, you have my eternal respect. You demolished this tramp like she'd been hit by a freight train!" Damian said, laughing with genuine appreciation.

"Well, Victoria, I assume you have no further business with us," Adrian stood and approached. "But if you prefer, I can share details about your life in Florence. I have some fascinating photographs. We encountered each other four or five times at that strip club where you performed, correct? Incidentally, Rene mentioned you're the worst prostitute he's ever paid for."

"Matthew Emmanuel, you really managed to shock me, you whore!" Owen commented with harsh laughter.