Coming Home For Christmas
Chapter 66

Logan's P.O.V.

"You mean this expensive, one-of-a-kind, yellow canary diamond engagement ring?"

I ask while holding up Lacey's left hand earning gasps from all of the reporters.

"I did go to Tiffany's with GiGi that day but it was never because I was going to buy her this ring... this ring was purchased for when I eventually found Lacey so that I could propose to her and make her my wife, not GiGi"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand...if you and GiGi have never been together then why did you never speak up against he claims that you guys were in fact a couple?" Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Ebookex.com. Visit Ebookex.com to read the complete chapters for free.One of the reporters asks me and I let out a sigh.

"That's because I let her do that"

"What do you mean?"

I take a quick breather before answering the question.

"I don't wanna sound vain or like I'm up my own ass or anything like that...but being a man like me, a man who has got pretty much everything life can offer him, for example, success, fame, money, good looks, popularity eti this to women is like chum to a shark, it attracts every gold-digging fish in the sea who hopes that you'll put a ring on their finger and give them a good life"

"What my husband is trying to say is that in our world, ther are many women who want to live the good life but don't wanna work for it, I grew up in this world and I watched many women like GiGi swarm around my brothers, my husband, my brother in law and my ex and his brother hoping to secure their spot in our circle but unfortunately for them, these men are smart and they know what wome like GiGi are all about"

My beautiful wife says sounding like the classy and graceful woman she is, even when one of the female reporters insinuated my Lacey was jealous, she was still classy, calm and poised in her answer.

"It seems like you're jealous of Miss Addams, Mrs Black"

"I'm not jealous, ma'am, I'm territorial, there's a difference believe it or not

"Oh really? and what's the difference?"

The female reporter asks with a smirk only for that smirk to be brutally wiped off by my wife.

"Jealousy is when you want something or someone that doesn't belong to you, territorial is protecting what does belong to you, Logan is MY husband and the father of our children and if you think that I'm just gonna sit back while some delusional, failed reality TV star who couldn't even make the final cut for Big Brother tries to destroy my husband's reputation and tries to break up our marriage then you're dead a*s wrong" f**K.

My woman is so sexy when she's angry and jealous or territorial as she puts it.

"As for being jealous of GiGi Addams... why would I be jealous of her? I'm a member of two of America's most affluent families, I'm a successful woman who didn't need to rely on anyone to be successful or to get me where I am today and most importantly, I'm a happily married woman with three beautiful amazing children...if you know of any reason why I should be jealous of GiGi then please let me know because as far as I'm concerned I'm winning in life while she's resorting to photoshopping pictures and spreading lies to keep herself relevant"

"What are you talking about, Mrs Black?"

A male reporter asks and that's when Abby steps in.

"As my client said, Miss Addams has not only spread lies against both her and her husband to defame them and destroy their marriage but she's also created a false persona which has been built on many lies as well"

Abby said as she sat down on the arm of the couch next to me as she flicked through a folder.

She then pulled document after document out of the file as she detailed GiGi's life from her birth to now and my eyes widened in shock at some of the things she was able to replace out about her.

"GiGi has painted herself as a sweet, innocent and virginal woman as she tried to gain the title as the nation's sweetheart from the public but as these many documents prove, she's anything but" Abby says as she places several documents on the coffee table for the reporters to see

"Miss Addams has called my client a slut and a wax*e on numerous occasions but my client has only ever had one s****I partner and one husband whereas GiGi has been married and divorced twice before she was even twenty-one, she's got several abortions under her belt and worst of all, there's a ten-year-old girl and a four-year-old little boy who are currently being raised by their grandparents in South Amboy, New Jersey in a rundown home and they're surviving on a low income while their mother flaunts around New York City as GiGi Addams"

What the f**k?.

GiGi's a mom?.

There was murmurs amongst the reporters who were all trying to get copies of the documents for themselves.

"Calm down everyone, I'll supply you all with copies of everything I've got, now... onto the best part"

Abby said with a smirk before introducing her expert who carefully and precisely ripped apart both the video and pictures.

At first, he pointed out the obvious which was the man looked nothing like me.

His hair was a completely different style and colour to mine and our bodies were also vastly different as well.

My body is big and muscular whereas this guy has got muscles but he's not nearly half as big as I am, he's also got no tattoos whereas Ive got loads of them and I have done ever since I was eighteen.

One of the reporters queried whether the pictures and the video could ve been done years ago but that theory was shot down when Abby revealed there was a time stamp on everything which shows that they were done recently.

Abby's expert then went the extra step and showed the obvious signs of photoshop, as well as showing the differences between a picture or video that hasn't been doctored and ones that have.

I was highly impressed with him, actually, I'm impressed with both him and Abby for being able to uncover and unwind GiGi's nasty web of lies like they have.

"So, as you've all just seen, GiGi doctored both pictures anc a s'x tape of her with another man to make it look like it was her and Mr Black doing the deed and she did this so that she could break up his marriage with my client and worm her way into his life and become the official mistres: of the Black family but she failed"

"Everything you've heard here today is the truth, Lacey is the love of my life, she's my legal wife and the best mother to our children that I could ask for, as for GiGi... she was m friend but she's not anymore, hopefully, she learns her lesson now and stays away from me and my family"

"If this is all that needs to be said then this meeting is over and done with"

Abby said with a smile and everyone except for Lacey and me stood up.

"Actually, I have one last question"

"What is it?"

I ask tiredly.

I just wanna go home and snuggle up with my babies now.

"GiGi claims Mrs Black tricked you into believing her children are yours, do you have any proof that contradicts this?"

The female reporter asks and I nod my head

"My wife's lawyer will give you all of the information you need regarding my children's paternity and if anyone want: to question the company who administered the tests then they call Edward Johnson who is the founder, owner and former CEO of the company who performed the DNA tests on my children and it's one of the most accurate DNA testing companies in the world"

"Ok"

The reporters left with Abby leaving Lacey and I alone in my office.

"Are you ok, babe?"

I ask my wife as 1 hug her close to me.

"I'm exhausted"

"We'll head home soon, babe"

I kiss her on her temple before encouraging her to go and change back into the clothes she was wearing earlier.

When Lacey came back into my office, she laid herself down on the couch and was fast asleep within minutes.

I guess she couldn't wait to get home.

I thought to myself with a smile as I walked over to my wife and sat down next to her.

I was gently stroking her hair when I felt a presence behind me.

"How is she?"

"Exhausted"

"I'm not surprised, it's been a long day for her"

Justin says with a sigh.

"You do know that this isn't the end, right?"

"What do you mean?"

I ask confused

"What I mean is that GiGi's not gonna stop, especially not now this Abby chick has blasted her closet door completel off it's hinges"

"So, what do you want me to do, Justin huh?"

I ask whilst glaring at my best friend.

"What else can I do to keep this crazy b***h out of mine and my family's lives?"

"You know exactly what you need to do, Logan, you need ti call in an old favour from an old friend"

He says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"That's going too far, Justin"

"And this isn't, Logan? this woman is a threat to my sister, my niece, my nephews and my best friend and I doubt she's gonna stop until everyone but you are dead" Justin growls and my heart rate speeds up.

"Call him, Logan, call him now... If you care about my sister at all then you'll do it"

"He's right, Logan, I know your friend and I think he's the answer to ending this GIGI situation once and for all'

Abby says and I narrow my eyes at her.

"How do you know him?"

I ask and she smirks.

"How else do you think I earned my nickname, hmm? he's one of my clients"

She says shocking me.

Justin then grabbed my phone from my desk and handed it to me.

"Call him...please"

Justin pleaded with me.

I take the phone from Justin and dial my friend's number whilst looking down at my wife.

The call was answered after a few rings and I was greeted by a gruff, husky voice with an Italian twang to it.

"Logan Black, to what do I owe the pleasure, vecchio amico?" (Old friend)

He says and I smile.

"Ciao fratello...I need a favour from you" (Hello brother)