Liana's POV

That w*ore of a mother of mine had not sent Damian to any orphanage.

That damn liar.

I had called up every possible place a child could be other than an orphanage like day cares and shelters. He was nowhere.

I had driven miles at stretch, trying to reach the places which did not have any active communication.

None of those were of any success.

" Aaahhh! "

I scattered all the contents of the table with one strong push. The glass paper weight tumbled down and shattered to pieces.

I could not care less.

I got up with determination. There was only one place left where my Damian could be. Under my very nose.

At my mother's place.

I stepped on the accelerator as I saw the watchmen close the gate right on my face.

The audacity!

Blocking me in my own father's estate.

It was time they learnt who they were messing with.

I stepped on the accelerator.

Bang!

The bonnet of my car smashed into several pieces.

There was even a little fire.

The smirk on my face fear on theirs got bigg