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“Her grandson,” I answered.

“JaVon, say hi to Leah,” Justine urged. I knew she did it to get under my skin but fuck her… Von’s dead ass… Diamond’s hoe ass and this little boy.

“Like my old daddy Von?” Leah asked innocently.

“Okay, baby. Come on so we can get home,” I told Leah, reaching for her hand.

“You still think you’re better than everybody, don’t you?” Justine questioned before I could walk away.

I stopped and looked back at her. “Bitch, what is your problem with me?”

“My problem is that you and that baby daddy of yours have been walking around here like nothing happened,” she snapped.

I glanced at Leah before looking back at Justine. I wasn’t about to have this conversation in front of my daughter.

“Leah, go sit in the car, baby. Mommy will be there in a minute,” I instructed, unlocking the doors with my key fob. I watched her climb inside before turning my attention back to Justine.

“Now, what the fuck are you talking about?” I questioned.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Justine snapped. “JaVon. I know Ajoni had something to do with my son’s death, and I’m not gonna stop until I prove it.”

“You can do what you want, just don’t end up like your sorry ass son.” I smirked.

Justine’s face twisted with anger. “You better watch what you say about my son.”

“Bitch, fuck your son.”

Justine glared at me, but I didn’t give her another opportunity to speak. I turned and headed toward my vehicle, leaving her standing there looking like the miserable bitch she is.

Once I got inside, Leah looked up from her coloring book.

“Mommy, why were you arguing with Grandma Justine?” Leah asked as I fastened my seat belt.

“That’s grown people’s business,” I answered, pulling out of the parking lot. Leah returned to her coloring, and I tried to put Justine’s miserable ass out of my mind.

When we got home, Leah took off inside as soon as the car parked. By the time I made it through the door, she was already in her daddy’s arms, running her damn mouth.

“Daddy! We saw Grandma Justine today, and her and Mommy was arguing!” She blabbed, making Joni look over at me.

“Oh yeah?” he asked, setting her down before turning his attention to me.

“Leah Grace, didn’t I tell you that was grown people’s business?” I questioned, giving her a look.

“Daddy is grown.” She shrugged.

“It’s okay, baby girl,” Joni told her, kissing her forehead before sending her on her way. Once she was gone, he pulled me into his arms. “Now, what the fuck Justine want?”

“Same old bullshit,” I huffed. “She still running her mouth about Von, talking about she knows you had something to do with it.”

“She must be ready to reunite with that nigga,” Joni replied, looking completely unbothered.

“That’s the same thing I asked her,” I laughed, shaking my head. “But fuck her… I’m not letting that bitch ruin the rest of my day.”

“That’s what I like to hear, shorty,” he said, pulling me closer and kissing my lips. His hands moved to my stomach just as one of the twins kicked. “Wassup, Casper? Phantom, you in there cutting up too?”

“Ajoni, I’m so sick of you and GiGi calling my babies that,” I fussed.

“You can fuss all you want, shorty, but Gee low-key snapped with them names,” he laughed before leaning down to kiss my stomach.