Semua Bab Gone With My Quadruplets Billionaire Exhusband Wants Me Back: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Estella’s POV Cameron took a careful look at me, then cocked his head to the right. His lips move and boom, his walkie talkie is ringing again. “This should be him!” He muttered, sparking another tension. He pulls up with a determined nod, assuring me. “I'll step in!” With guilt of pulling him into Mt case, I nodded my head. “Officer, get that woman out to come sign the transfer of all of her assets back to me!” “What?” Cameron asked, pretending as though he didn't hear what Cameron just said. The moment his tone changed to a cold, passive one, I knew the battle between these two had begun but was I worth fighting for after all I had done? “Didn't you hear what I just said or it's against the law?” Adrian whined to Cameron with a serious tone. “I should alert your superior if you don't comply. You as well know my position–”“Mr. Adrian, I should label you a thief for wanting to seize what someone else toiled to acquire. First of all, you should be convicted for abuse of power.”

Estella’s POV I couldn't bring out my doubt but still I couldn't trust him being the one Adrian wanted working with. What if he's trying to instill fear into me or trying to trick me indirectly into giving off my wealth to Adrian. “But his name didn't–” “He was using a fake name to invest in your company and each time you asked to meet with the chief shareholders in your several companies, he will get someone to represent him.” “Gosh!” I sighed, looking back in shock. “Then why–” “Have you discovered why he disappeared those whole eight years after I was proclaimed dead at the hospital?” I could still remember him being the last person I saw before I passed out. Upon lying there in coma, though I was unconscious, I could sense Cameron's cologne and feel his presence. I was suffering from a broken heart syndrome over fear of separating from Adrian, since we had a quarrel that was so serious he lost interest in me and then I loved him so much. When my heart stopped as it was late

Cameron's POV She was heading to our apartment. Towards reaching the door, she stopped and turned around. Her eyes darkened, she folded her lips so tight. “I'll make sure you don't get to be with my fiance!” She delivered her threat and then walked in, slamming the door against us. With her gone, I return my attention to Estella. “Estella, can you tell me what's going on?” My voice got turned into a cold, slow motion depicting how serious this was. She flinched her head, looking outside through the floor-to-ceiling glass window. She returned back to me with a deep breath. “I can't tell you anything.” She cried out suddenly, her voice was broken into cracks. “I'm not in the mood to explain anything to you and besides there's no need. We aren't getting married–” “Huh?” My heart dropped with wonder. I leaned my head towards her, giving her a hard stare. “Did you just hear it out yourself?” I muttered inside of my mind, not saying anything. “What does what I'm looking for have to do

Cameron's POV We stepped on the whirling glass door and there was a sound system that spoke to us outside. “I'm seeing you with another man, who's that?” It was Victor's voice though it used auto-one. I cleared my throat so as to speak clearly. “He's my PA on security issues. He's Luis and a good guy.” I testified, making the door turn around and we got into the space allocated. Inside Victor's office, I gave a slight bow and moved straight ahead to pleasantries while he was still engrossed by this large, luxury interior decorated office. The furniture was totally out of this world, the fresh flowers of different colors inside their vases beautified the office more and gave it every much of a sweet scent. “Hello sir,” Luis finally greeted upon realizing himself. “I'm sorry to act this way, this is my first time here and it's so beautiful.” He shrugged his arms. “It's fine. Okay, okay. No problem.” Victor nodded his head. “You may have a seat.” “Thanks sir,” he uttered and sat b

Cameron's POV “Daddy!”“Daddy!” “Daddy!” “Daddy!” Tears sprinkled from my eyes, I smiled with profound joy. “Look what I've been waiting for years!” I said to myself. I'd been wishing to be a father for thirteen years now, after marrying Estella. We were married for five years and no kid came, eight years struck us apart. The joy I felt knew no gratitude, it was the greatest joy seeing your kids all grown up and looking so pretty. I carried my daughter up while my sons surrounded her like Princes guarding their Princess. I turned to look and Estella was over there, feeling so emotional. She couldn't control her tears. I gestured to her and she moved forward where I gave her a sideway hug. The nannies were watching and I couldn't do more than this, we were no longer married. I knew she really wanted a deep hug, I felt the same way too but the condition of our divorce bonded me and my actions as well even without me being fully aware. “It's afternoon and we haven't yet had lunch.