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17. THE IMPOSSIBLE MINI ME
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2026-07-12 23:31:43
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HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 23. THE TABLE
🌹TESSA🌹The driver's hand was steady under my elbow as I stepped out of the car, and for a moment the flash of the cameras was so bright and so constant that I could not see anything past the white burn of it, just shapes moving and voices calling out names that were not mine.I found my footing before I let myself look up. I smoothed the emerald fabric down over my hips, I lifted my chin the way I used to when I was twenty-two and still believed a straight spine could fix anything, and I made myself walk forward instead of standing there frozen at the bottom of the steps like I wanted to.Raymond was already ahead of me.He moved through the wall of cameras like they were an inconvenience he had long since stopped noticing, his jaw set, his eyes fixed somewhere past the lenses, never once slowing his stride to give anyone a better angle. I had to quicken my pace to keep up with him, my heels clicking against the carpet, and I caught a glimpse of him in profile as we passed beneath
HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 22. NO PLACE CALLED HOME
🌹TESSA🌹The shock of seeing Dwayne in that hallway did not leave my body until I got home.I had walked through the rest of my workday on autopilot, nodding when I was supposed to nod, typing when I was supposed to type, pouring coffee at the right temperature at the right time, and none of it had touched the place where his face was still burning behind my eyes. Not until I unlocked my own front door and saw Wayne's shoes kicked off by the couch did something in my chest finally loosen enough to let me breathe.That was four days ago.Work had been going smoothly since. I was starting to learn the rhythm of Reddington Group Holdings, the names of the executives who nodded at me in the hallway, which conference rooms ran cold and needed the heater switched on before a meeting, how Raymond liked his documents stacked so the most urgent sat on top without a label telling him so. I had not spilled anything else on his desk. I had not made another mistake I could not undo. I told myself
HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 21. DINNER WITH DAD—LIKE FATHER LIKE SON
♠️RAYMOND♠️The conference call ended and I pulled the earpiece from my ear and dropped it into my palm. The plastic was still warm against my skin. Another acquisition. Another dozen executives trying to impress me. Another hour of listening to people talk without saying anything.I pushed my office door open and I stopped.Someone was sitting in my chair.My chair.Small legs crossed. One elbow resting on the armrest. My laptop open in front of him. He was wearing his school uniform like it was an expensive suit, the white shirt tucked in neatly, the tie straight, the blazer buttoned. His tiny face was serious, his brow furrowed in concentration. He was trying very hard to look like the CEO of Reddington Group Holdings.A laugh almost escaped me. Almost. I caught it before it could leave my throat. But the corner of my mouth betrayed me, twitching upward in something that was not quite a smile but close enough."So this is what happens when I leave my office unattended," I said.Dwa
HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 20. THE NANNY APPLICANT
🌹TESSA🌹I walked out of Raymond's office with my tablet clutched against my chest and my legs moving on their own, carrying me down the hallway without any input from my brain. The sound of my own footsteps was too loud in my ears, the click of my flats against the polished floor like a countdown I could not stop.I could not stop thinking about one sentence."I'm having dinner with my son."The words kept playing over and over in my head, looping like a song I could not turn off, and I felt them in my chest every single time.I had expected many things from Raymond Reddington when I walked into this building. Cold. Demanding. Emotionless. Work-obsessed. A man who only cared about profit, about numbers, about the bottom line. I had prepared myself for all of that.I had not prepared myself for a father who would cancel an important dinner because his son wanted him.It unsettled me. It unsettled me more than I wanted to admit, more than I could afford to admit, because for years I h
HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 19. BUSINESS AS USUAL
🌹TESSA🌹I closed the door and I stood there with my hand still on the handle. I did not turn around because I could not let Wayne see me almost tearing up. I could not let him see the thing that was happening behind my eyes, the numbers that were already rearranging themselves in my head like they always did when something like this happened, when the ground shifted beneath me and I had to find new footing before I fell."Mama?"His voice came from the kitchen, small and searching, and I heard the question in it, the thing he was not old enough to put into words yet but that he felt in his bones the same way I did, that something was wrong, that something had shifted.I forced my shoulders down. I pressed my lips into the realest smile I could manage and turned around."Finish your breakfast," I said, and my voice came out steady even though nothing inside me was steady.He looked at me for a moment. His eyes moved over my face in that way he had, that way that made me feel like he
HE PAID ME TO FORGET MY SON…NOW I WORK FOR HIM 18. A WEEK TO LEAVE
🌹TESSA🌹I woke before the sun came up.My body remembered yesterday before my mind did. My shoulders burned from hunching over the computer for hours, the muscles tight and knotted. My lower back hurts. My eyes still stung from staring at documents all night, the words blurring together until I couldn't tell if I was reading or just looking at shapes on a screen.I lay there for a moment, staring at the cracked ceiling above me, watching the pale light creep through the thin curtains. The water stain in the corner had grown bigger since last month. The paint was peeling near the light fixture.Day two.One day down. One day closer to the gala. One day closer to proving I deserved the job. One day closer to seeing Lucien. One day closer to seeing my parents.The thought crept back no matter how many times I pushed it away, settling in my chest like a weight I couldn't shake. I didn't know how I was going to stand in a room full of people who had made me feel small my entire life. I d
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