Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 260

Victor and Edgar sit in the driver and passenger seats of a basic black sedan with darkly tinted windows, watching the restaurant where Amelia has agreed to meet for lunch.

“Seriously, Victor,” Edgar says quietly, staring out the window and not at his friend. “You don’t think Amelia is going to be suspicious when she sees me getting out of this car?”

Victor just shakes his head. “No. Amelia doesn’t pay attention to cars unless they’re luxury vehicles. Bad shoes, she’ll notice. Boring car…under her radar. Besides,” he pauses for a moment. Curious, Edgar turns to look at him. “She thinks you’re poor. It won’t bug her that you’re getting out of a cheap car.”

added another thousand dollars to the tab for that,” he murmurs, looking around.

thing goes wrong, he’s going to make it work.

head for the door of the restaurant.

says softly, hunching down a little in his seat even though he knows Amelia can’t see him.

Edgar says softly, watching her every move. “Let her go inside first, get comfortable. Then I’ll move.”

or nods, happy to let Edgar make the call. It is, after all, an operation that hinges on his ability to make Amelia feel at ease. If she figures out the trap and bolts, they may never

aight when he sees Amelia roll her eyes, finally bored enough to take a sip of her water and check her phone. Clearly, she’s calm now.

minutes?”

tes,” Victor agrees.

down – he, of course, wants to be part of all of it. But he trusts Edgar, trusts his men, and he needs to play his own role in this whole charade.

ingers that in ten minutes everything goes precisely as they planned.

ands into his pockets and making his way over to her – this incredibly beautiful, remarkably cruel and vengeful woman. Edgar can’t help the smirk that crosses his face. Honestly, he has to admit that he kind of likes that Amelia has some heat in her veins. That she didn’t just roll over and let herself be casually dumped by her mate, the most powerful Alpha in the country.

too far, starting a war and burning down her ex’s h

them spicy.

says, a little smile playing on her own lips as he crosses the room to her.

ing into his chair ignoring her little dig. He’s not a Beta anymore, but Amelia is trying to l

, he thinks. We’ll just see abo

ts. “Why did you pick this dump?” she asks. “Italian food is…so over.”

ending to glance over the contents. “I was unaware. I thought you’d like it. It’s…European.”

king around.

s in on that little secret. I’m not sure they’re aware.”

she says, her voice tight. “You promised me something useful on Evelyn, that whore.”

and taking a sip, enjoying the way Amelia’s lips go stiff with rage and her cheeks flush red when she hears the n

know that.” She narrows her eyes at him. “It hasn’t been on any of the gossip blogs or in the media. How do you know?”

e. “My intel is just better than yours.”

s the waiters walk between the tables with empty trays, not delivering any food. “You said you’re on my side, Edgar – that you want Victor and Evelyn taken down because they did to you what they did to me. So, if your intel is so good, tell me what you have on her.”

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t work that way,” Edgar continues, shaki

staring into his eyes, angry.

gar leans forward, holding

her arms behind her back, another slapping a strip of duct tape across her mouth so that the sound is immediately cut off.

, a warm smile on her face, happy to help. Edgar gives her a happy nod and then gestures to the waiters, who hoist Amelia into the air. As a trio, they head through the kitchen and towards the back of the r

for the day.

re duct tape, which they wrap around her ankles, her thighs, and binding her upper arms to her torso so that the supermodel is neatly bound and gagged, ready for the next part of the plan.

van.

ng right next to t

when she sees him.

s carry her forward. They pause at the entrance to the car. “I’ve been lookin

her, not intending to listen anyway.

ast, pulling the doors shut behind him.

from the driveway behind the restaurant and hits the road.