Semua Bab The Grumpy Ceo's Sweetheart : Bab 81 - Bab 87

Chapter 80: I Want To Speak To His Mother!Beatrice was in a panic. She paced back and forth repeatedly before facing the teacher. "Describe who came to pick up my son," she demanded."A skinny man with short hair. He said he works for you. His name was David," the teacher replied, her voice trembling. She knew she’d been careless, and with that carelessness, she had accidentally handed someone else’s son over."I don’t know anyone named David!" Beatrice cried, angrily grabbing the teacher’s clothes. "Who did you give my son to?" she demanded fiercely.The matter was taken to the police station. Stefan stood outside making calls while Dorothy tried to calm Beatrice as she wept to the officers."There’s nothing we can do right now, ma’am. A person can only be declared legally missing after twenty-four hours," one officer said.Dorothy’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Excuse me, but she just explained how her son disappeared, and you’re telling us we have to wait twenty-four hours before y

Stefan squinted his eyes from bed and rolled over, using his hands to feel the space around him—but there was nothing. He immediately opened his eyes, realizing Dorothy was not beside him.“Love,” he called, standing up and heading to the bathroom, but it was empty. He came downstairs and found Beatrice and Dorothy laughing together in the kitchen.“Why are you up so early?” he asked tiredly.Beatrice and Dorothy exchanged confused glances.“What?” Stefan asked again.Dorothy walked toward him and gently touched his forehead. “You’re the one who’s up late. It’s after ten,” she said, pointing at the wall clock.It was indeed after ten. Stefan was surprised because he had never woken up this late before.“You were running a slight temperature. I already called Kia and informed him you won’t be at work today,” Dorothy told him.“Why?” Stefan asked, his eyes urgent.“Because you’re sick,” Beatrice said from the kitchen, whisking something in a bowl.“What are you making?” Stefan asked her

“I haven’t seen you in a long time, but you’ve achieved so much. I’m really proud of you,” Bianca said, handing the award to Stefan.Stefan clenched his fist. Bianca wasn’t just here—she was wearing a red dress that perfectly matched his suit. He was set up. Now he questioned why he even won this award. Was it all just for show?He released his fist. He wasn’t going to give people what they wanted. He accepted the award and walked to the microphone.“I’m truly honored to be the youngest man to win this award. It’s been a dream for years, and it wouldn’t have been possible without relentless effort. My deepest gratitude goes to my employees for their unwavering support.” He paused, scanning the crowd for Dorothy.A flicker of sadness in her eyes—he knew she must have some idea who the woman on stage with him was. He didn’t care that Bianca was standing behind him. He wanted Dorothy, and he wanted to erase that sadness in her eyes.“Most of all, I owe this to the love of my life, my wif