All Chapters of Impregnated By The Billionaire: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Claire wasn’t sure whether she was at the right place, but the last time she saw those men, it had to have been at this pub. This was clearly not the setting she was used to. There were too many intoxicated and dangerous-looking folks strewn around. The stench of something horrible burnt her nostrils, and no matter where she glanced, she received an unwelcome grunt.Claire fought the need to puke as she made her way deeper into the tavern. There were eyes boring holes in the back of her skull, on the side of her face, or just on her ass. Perhaps it was because she was one of the few girls in the bar who dared to enter such a frightening and miserable spot. Or because she had a man at her side who looked like he’d throw a punch and break someone’s jaw if anyone even thought about touching her.Claire had no idea which of her assumptions troubled her the most. Probably both.As she approached the bar counter, she shared a glance at John—the big, tough bodyguard Ajax had sent with her—an

“It’s not like I don’t want to help you,” Fritz stated, crossing his legs on the table, fingers knotted on his stomach. “Unfortunately, the last time we met, we weren’t exactly on friendly terms. I owe you nothing, and you have nothing to hold over me. There is simply no reason for me to bear a risk that huge, or at least none that I can see.”“Not even for a spot in my obituary?” Claire replied wryly. “You should think about it. How many people thank you before they kick the bucket? It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Grab it before it’s gone.”After confronting the man in the bar, Claire followed as he led her to the back room. John was told to wait outside. Of course, the loyal bodyguard was against it, but when Claire assured him that she would be fine, he reluctantly obliged.Fritz narrowed his eyes at her attempt at a joke.Claire sighed, realizing she wouldn’t get away with that. “What if I pay you?”Fritz looked bored. “Your father died and left you nothing. You’re penniles

Lost in his thoughts, Lucas was snapped back to reality when footsteps echoed in the room, announcing someone’s arrival.“Sorry to make you wait,” the man muttered as he walked by Lucas and took a seat across the table.Lucas smiled. “Don’t worry about it. I didn’t technically make an appointment so…” he trailed off, hoping the rest of his words were obvious enough. “Thank you for fitting me in.”The man smiled back, intertwining his fingers over the table. “I checked the record for your sake, and there is only one description that matches.”“That’s good news, right?”“Yes of course.” The man agreed but didn’t look as thrilled. “It is.”Lucas sighed, seeing the obvious cue. “So, what’s the issue?”“There’s no issue, more like a concern.” The man hesitated, exhaling. “Mr Devonshire, we have been running this place for almost thirty years. So believe me when I say this I have seen many such cases. I can easily provide you with the information you’re looking for, no problem. But here’s t

Now furious and absolutely humiliated in front of his peers, he lunged at her and pulled a fist to break her jaw.But just as his fist was about to crash on her face, she shot her knee up and kicked him in the balls with her heel.The big guy collapsed on his knees, grasping his jewels. His jaw dropped wide as a scream rose up his throat but never fled his mouth.Claire didn’t waste the chance now that they were on the same eye-level; she stood up with the chair attached to her ass, swung around, and slammed the side of his body with the chair’s legs.The man howled, dropping on his side on the ground, grunting in pain and muttering something under his breath.Claire landed back on the chair, but she underestimated how much impact the chair could bear. One of the legs snapped at the attack and she fell on her back, the chair collapsing beneath her weight.“Ugh! Fuck!” She grunted like the big man across her and arched her back, feeling something stab at her spine. But the good thing,

Claire slipped her hands into the pockets of her jeans, feeling awkward. “Join us when you’re done.” She made her way to the door before she paused when the woman spoke again.“By the way, I’m Ruby.” The woman spoke, smirking. “Ruby Spenser. And just so you know, I have a score to settle with your boy as well. But let’s save his ass first. Right?”Claire hadn’t expected to regret her decision this soon, but as the woman’s grin widened and she walked back into the bar before her, she knew this was going to bite her in the ass.———“We have three locations with ourselves,” Fritz said, scattering a city map on his desk.Claire frowned, gazing at the three red circles on the map. “Three?” This is insufficient. “How will we scour three places in one night? It is not possible.”Fritz smirked, his eyes bright with amusement she didn’t need. “That is why we must go with our strongest gut feeling.”Claire’s mouth fell open. “You can’t be serious?” She might have heard seven-year-olds make bett