Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 526

Byron:

Sitting next to Madeline, the woman I respected more than anyone in my life, felt wholesome and strange at the same time.

She was stressed over people who were not even directly related to her. I could understand her feeling bad for Ron, but Yuvonne had hurt her badly in the past. Yet here she was, innocent Madeline, feeling sorry for her and wanting to fix everything.

That was how Madeline was. How could anyone not like her?

But then there was everything going on with Yuvonne and Graham. I had a bad feeling that what Graham could not achieve with Madeline was the same thing he had managed to achieve with Yuvonne.

"Okay, I have a crazy thought. Just entertain me for a moment."

I paused. There was nothing exciting about it. I had done despicable things in my life, but to blackmail a woman or use women in my personal wars and fights was something I had never done.

Any woman who came to sleep with me came on her own. I never approached them. They wanted it, and I gave it to them. But to use them for games, that was the lowest of the low.

And I was empathizing with Yuvonne more than I expected.

Madeline gave me her full attention when I said that.

"So basically, Graham had some data, some recordings that he could use against Yuvonne, right?" I began.

Madeline stared at me in silence, blinking softly.

"Then suddenly, the two hook up. He goes to her and claims he has removed the recordings and will not pursue them. Then she finds out she is pregnant and tries to end her life. The timeline does not add up. He was visiting her even before that. Why?" I paused.

"If it was just about cheating, why was Yuvonne talking about him on the recordings like she hated him? That cannot be the reason she was sleeping with him."

As I continued explaining, Madeline raised her finger, trying to add something.

"It was just one video that was shown to Ron, where she was on her knees and you can imagine she was giving him a blowjob."

Madeline mouthed the last word, trying to censor it.

"Okay, but let us entertain my theory for a moment," I continued.

She came and sat with us, a strange, tired expression on her face.

"Sherry, how are you?" Madeline asked.

Sherry rolled her eyes. She was dressed in branded clothes, clearly trying to show off.

If she was trying to look better than Madeline, she had picked the wrong person to compete with. There was nothing she could do to outshine her.

Madeline was not just beautiful. She had brains, respect, dignity, and loyalty.

I had to silence myself because I was once again going on about how perfect she was, which was my favorite habit.

"I am great. Why did you guys call me? I had important things to do," Sherry said arrogantly, folding her arms over her chest.

The way she placed her purse, the way she unzipped it, then pulled out her phone and set it on the table with the screen down, immediately put me on high alert.