Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 165

“No need to bother calling Tyrone. He’s in Mountaincrest City and won’t make it back anytime soon. Get in the car.” The old man’s voice carried a natural authority—he didn’t need to raise it to make people obey.

After decades of navigating the business world, he had developed a presence that could intimidate anyone.

Alicia nodded and slid into the front passenger seat.

She knew exactly why the old man and Nicole were taking her—to the hospital for a blood test.

Just three days ago, her pregnancy test had come back negative. Now, she’d started spotting. There was no way she could be pregnant…

The lie she and Tyrone had woven was about to unravel.

As Alicia followed Maddox out the door, Wilma hurried after them, wringing her hands. She hesitated, but in the end, risked her job to call Tyrone.

“Sir… The old man showed up out of nowhere while you were away, and now he’s taken Alicia with him to Seaview City. Nicole’s with them too!” Wilma’s voice trembled with worry. She still remembered how Alicia had stood up for her, slapping Nicole across the face on her behalf.

She owed Alicia, and today, she couldn’t just stand by.

“I understand. I’ll have someone handle it.” Tyrone’s voice was low and steady as he hung up.

The old man just couldn’t help himself. Clearly, the White family had been busy behind the scenes.

…

Seaview General Hospital.

Nicole watched Alicia, who stubbornly refused to get out of the car, with a smug grin. “Still trying to resist? Your little fairytale is about to crash and burn. I can’t wait to see how you explain yourself when your lie falls apart. Let’s see how long you last in the Lynch family after this.”

Alicia’s face had gone pale, her lip bitten so hard it started to bleed.

Nicole’s words stung. A parasite might look weak and helpless, but it could choke the life out of what it clung to, draining it dry until nothing was left.

The old man knew this all too well. There was no way he’d let Tyrone marry beneath their station.

For people like them, only someone from the right kind of family would do.

And Nicole—she was the perfect match. Everything the White family owned would one day be hers. If Tyrone married her, it would be as if he inherited Reginald’s entire legacy.

“And you? Who are you without your last name?” Alicia shot back at Nicole.

Nicole glared, her patience wearing thin. “Don’t waste your breath trying to stall for time!”

“Alicia, if you really are pregnant, I won’t lay a hand on you. But if you’re lying, if you’re tricking us, you’ll answer to me—and not even Tyrone can protect you this time,” the old man warned, nodding for his assistant to take Alicia inside for the tests.