CH 4
"To Emma indeed," Alistair Crane smiled, as he watched the monitor in his expensive-looking office. "That little tyke will never know that she had a big brother." He chuckled to himself. "In fact, she won't even know that her big brother is actually alive and going by the name of little Martin."
Suddenly the door knocked, and in walked one of Alistair's attractive assistants.
"Good afternoon Mr. Crane. Here are the files you wanted on Sheridan." The beautiful blonde handed the folder to Alistair and took a seat on his desk exposing her long slender legs.
"Thank you Heather my dear. I have to review Sheridan's files to see if I can get Ackland to give her a drug to make her forget about that baby she lost."
"But I thought Sheridan believed that her baby was dead." Heather looked at him confused.
"She did, but now she's beginning to remember the events of when Beth and myself, as Charlie, kidnapped her and threw her in the pit. Damn that daughter of mine!" Alistair pounded his fist on his desk.
"Well what are you going to do if she remembers?"
"She can't! Sheridan must never make the connection between baby Martin and her own baby. It would ruin everything!" Alistair stared at the monitor coldly.
"That's right. If Sheridan figures out that Baby Martin is really HER baby with Luis, it's only a matter of time before she figures out that you helped Beth to steal her baby. Who knows what Luis will do when he finds that out?" Heather bounced her leg up and down. "But wait a minute, didn't you and Dr. Ackland give Sheridan that drug to help her forget about Luis? How come they're suddenly married? And where's Antonio?"
"Well, obviously that drug wasn't enough, and Luis made Sheridan remember everything from their past. My poor boy Antonio couldn't stand to be near his brother after that, so he moved back to Bermuda." Alistair lit a cigar. "I really wanted those two Lopez-Fitzgerald brothers to go at it. At least then I could guarantee that one of them would be dead."
"I feel sorry for Sheridan though." Heather looked at the pretty blonde on the monitor. "I can't imagine having to deal with thinking that my baby was dead when in fact he was alive. At least she can enjoy some moments with her new daughter Emma. You can see how much that little girl means to her and Luis."
"That little girl was never supposed to come." Alistair tightened his grip around his cigar.
"What do you mean?" Heather asked.
"That new drug that I got Ackland to give Sheridan last year, was suppose to make her infertile. Even if her and Luis got back together, they would never be able to conceive another child. But again the drug didn't work, and now my daughter and that hotheaded husband of hers have Emma. Damn that Ackland! I am losing my patience with that man!" Alistair angrily stabbed the remains of his cigar into the astray.
"I don't understand. Why are you always going out of your way to make Sheridan so unhappy?"
"Heather dear, there are so many things that you do not know." Alistair smiled up at the beautiful blonde. "Why don't you go downstairs and let Fox know that I would like to discuss his trust fund with him later."
"Yes Mr. Crane." Heather bounced off the desk and left the office.
Alistair turned to the monitor and watched coldly as Sheridan, Luis and Pilar continued to happily play with baby Emma.
"Damn you Sheridan! How dare you think that you can be happy after what you did." He said to himself. "If you weren't born, my sweet Katherine would still be alive and well. You have caused me so much pain, and for that I will never stop until you have endured the worst pain of your life. If trying to erase your memory, having you killed numerous times and stealing your baby hasn't worked, by God I will find a way to ruin you." He chuckled loudly.
You enjoy your time with Emma, Alistair thought to himself. You will never know that your real son is still alive. I will do everything in my power to make sure that Beth's secret is not revealed.
He kept his cold stare on Sheridan.
"You will never know."
"To Emma indeed," Alistair Crane smiled, as he watched the monitor in his expensive-looking office. "That little tyke will never know that she had a big brother." He chuckled to himself. "In fact, she won't even know that her big brother is actually alive and going by the name of little Martin."
Suddenly the door knocked, and in walked one of Alistair's attractive assistants.
"Good afternoon Mr. Crane. Here are the files you wanted on Sheridan." The beautiful blonde handed the folder to Alistair and took a seat on his desk exposing her long slender legs.
"Thank you Heather my dear. I have to review Sheridan's files to see if I can get Ackland to give her a drug to make her forget about that baby she lost."
"But I thought Sheridan believed that her baby was dead." Heather looked at him confused.
"She did, but now she's beginning to remember the events of when Beth and myself, as Charlie, kidnapped her and threw her in the pit. Damn that daughter of mine!" Alistair pounded his fist on his desk.
"Well what are you going to do if she remembers?"
"She can't! Sheridan must never make the connection between baby Martin and her own baby. It would ruin everything!" Alistair stared at the monitor coldly.
"That's right. If Sheridan figures out that Baby Martin is really HER baby with Luis, it's only a matter of time before she figures out that you helped Beth to steal her baby. Who knows what Luis will do when he finds that out?" Heather bounced her leg up and down. "But wait a minute, didn't you and Dr. Ackland give Sheridan that drug to help her forget about Luis? How come they're suddenly married? And where's Antonio?"
"Well, obviously that drug wasn't enough, and Luis made Sheridan remember everything from their past. My poor boy Antonio couldn't stand to be near his brother after that, so he moved back to Bermuda." Alistair lit a cigar. "I really wanted those two Lopez-Fitzgerald brothers to go at it. At least then I could guarantee that one of them would be dead."
"I feel sorry for Sheridan though." Heather looked at the pretty blonde on the monitor. "I can't imagine having to deal with thinking that my baby was dead when in fact he was alive. At least she can enjoy some moments with her new daughter Emma. You can see how much that little girl means to her and Luis."
"That little girl was never supposed to come." Alistair tightened his grip around his cigar.
"What do you mean?" Heather asked.
"That new drug that I got Ackland to give Sheridan last year, was suppose to make her infertile. Even if her and Luis got back together, they would never be able to conceive another child. But again the drug didn't work, and now my daughter and that hotheaded husband of hers have Emma. Damn that Ackland! I am losing my patience with that man!" Alistair angrily stabbed the remains of his cigar into the astray.
"I don't understand. Why are you always going out of your way to make Sheridan so unhappy?"
"Heather dear, there are so many things that you do not know." Alistair smiled up at the beautiful blonde. "Why don't you go downstairs and let Fox know that I would like to discuss his trust fund with him later."
"Yes Mr. Crane." Heather bounced off the desk and left the office.
Alistair turned to the monitor and watched coldly as Sheridan, Luis and Pilar continued to happily play with baby Emma.
"Damn you Sheridan! How dare you think that you can be happy after what you did." He said to himself. "If you weren't born, my sweet Katherine would still be alive and well. You have caused me so much pain, and for that I will never stop until you have endured the worst pain of your life. If trying to erase your memory, having you killed numerous times and stealing your baby hasn't worked, by God I will find a way to ruin you." He chuckled loudly.
You enjoy your time with Emma, Alistair thought to himself. You will never know that your real son is still alive. I will do everything in my power to make sure that Beth's secret is not revealed.
He kept his cold stare on Sheridan.
"You will never know."