Semua Bab Secret Billionaire Heiress: Ex-wife Returns : Bab 141 - Bab 150

PRISCILLA"What took you so long? I almost thought you wouldn't come again." I stopped my restless pacing and blew a relieved breath when I opened the door to see him standing there. "Oh..what happened to your nose?" I moved back to let him in and quickly locked the door. "Long story. Why didn't you tell me your daughter is Mia?" He questioned the moment he stepped into the room."I did tell you I have a daughter named Mia. What's wrong?" I was quite puzzled at his attitude. He seemed surly and quite unhappy. There was also a little bit of nerves. What was wrong with him?"But you didn't tell me who exactly she was. You didn't say she is married to Jared Johnson." It felt like he was accusing me of a wrong I was yet to know I committed. "If there's something you want to tell me, let it out. You're suddenly beginning to act like Philips and I don't like it. Maybe you should leave." I went to plop on the bed. He sighed, then came to join me. "I'm sorry darling. I'm just stressed. I

"You know you don't have to go with us." I said to Celine."Oh, but I want to." Celine insisted. "The President's daughter is missing and I know my presence might not do much but I just want to show concern. I met her once and she was one smarty mouth with plenty of sass to go around."I sat with her in the backseat, covertly studying her expression for hint she might have heard anything. But nothing. I didn't have anything to worry about then. She had possibly heard nothing and was just showing concern just as she'd said. I didn't have the heart to insist she went home. If whatever decision she was taking sat right with her, then no problem. I just hoped the President was too distracted to make a scene over her appearance in his office. Zion and Miss Nancy were home. He was still sleeping. "I'm sorry I forgot to tell the kitchen staff to get you food. On our way home, I'll buy you dinner." I promised.I had totally forgotten about telling the maids to prepare something for her to

"You've been awfully quiet, Hailey. Something wrong?" Uncle Pete asked on the drive back home. It was really late. I sat with Celine at the back, she was quiet as well. I shook my head. "No. I'm fine." But I wasn't, not at all."Are you sure? You seem troubled." Jared put in, concern lacing his tone. "I'm fine." I was troubled. After that call, my mind had been restless. I could not fathom where to begin trailing my thoughts. The voice on that call had been unrecognizable and I suspected whoever it was, wanted it so. It was, no doubt, the person responsible for the kidnap of Nina. One of the candidates, but who exactly? And why had they reached out to me?What not the President or his wife, the First Lady? Why me? How had they gotten my number? Whoever that had made that call knew Jared and me. Where was Rashford? How come all of a sudden he was nowhere to be found? And was the President aware his personal aide was absent today?The one person who could keep an eye on him for me

JAREDI noticed something was wrong the moment I stepped feet into Johnson Investment company headquarters in New York. Staff were all present at work but there was this tension and fear clouding all of their gloomy faces. As soon as they saw me, they began to move away, avoid looking me in the eye. This was not right. My brows furrowed as I made my way to the receptionist desk. She gulped. "S-sir, do you need anything?""Why are you acting like this? What is wrong?" I'd never seen any of my staff be this scared to see me. "S-sir?" She was obviously perplexed by my question as though she wasn't expecting me to ask that and her fear increased because she probably had no idea what to reply me. "What is wrong?" I asked again."S-sir, y-you came in this m-morning..." She swallowed the rest of her words. "But I didn't..." I mouthed the word 'fuck' as realization dawned on me. I headed for my private elevator, nerves knotting tight alongside anger squeezing dry my heart. The elevator

"I don't want you to think much of it anymore, Jared. One conflict at a time." I reassured him.We were driving home from the bar he had asked me to meet him at. He was quite drunk, it was a struggle getting him to stop drinking and come home with me.His car was left in the care of the valet who I'd paid well to keep it safe till tomorrow, we were riding home in mine. "How can I not think of it? A lot of things are going wrong and there seem to be no solution for any. Zaya died, no one could save her. There was a scandal, you saved me but now there's an even bigger price to pay for that, which brings us to Nina. The President and his family are going through rough patches and I just discovered my secretary is the President's daughter, though illegitimate. Jerome is back in the picture and has taken my hard work of ten years, if not more. I..." He swallowed, his eyes dry but hard and red."I know and soon we'll get things sorted. Let's just do it one after the other. Let's try to fin