Impregnated By The Billionaire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 161 - 챕터 170

“How long are we going to pretend it’s not weird at all?” Claudia Rochester asked, a tad frustrated that the man named Lucas Devonshire had not answered her single question.For God’s sake, she didn’t even know who he was.But Claire Berkeley had convinced her that she wouldn’t want to miss where this friend of hers was heading.Claudia had definitely been questioning her sanity ever since. Sure, she had done some impulsive and foolhardy stuff in her life, but this had to be the most bizarre of all. Travelling with a stranger just because your ex-boyfriend’s ex said so? Where the hell did she hit her head? And when? And why?“Nobody asked you to pretend,” Lucas said with a smile, never taking his gaze away from his iPad, as he continued to scroll down something that looked like a spreadsheet of sorts. “I completely agree with you.”Claudia rolled her eyes and sagged back in her seat, a little grumpily maybe. “You know this ride wouldn’t be so boring if you could just tell me what’s go

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Michael snarled, backhanding one of his men. “I pay you to follow my orders and carry them out, not to use your stupid head and screw things up. You moron!”The guy fell backwards on his butt, shaking with rage and shame but unable to raise his eyes or voice.Michael locked his gaze on the man and spun around to return to the couch, only to pause and return to kick the man on the shin.The man groaned with pain.“You’re such a huge letdown.” Michael continued to vent his rage. “This was your last chance, Dorris and you fucked it up!” he added and drew out his handgun from the back, watching Dorris’s eyes growing wide with fright and dread of death.“No! Please. I say sorry. I didn’t expect it to be so big—” Dorris begged, but couldn’t finish what he was saying when a gunshot rang out in the room and ripped open his forehead.Dorris was dead right away.Natasha entered the room minutes later and froze for a moment, staring at the lifeless, bleeding

“It’s clear from her blood work that she was given the same drug as any other Michael’s victim,” Gael stated, tossing the report on the office desk. “But the point is—if Vincent had made contact with Michael, why did he keep silent and not tell anyone about it? Why not tell you?”Ajax sighed and shifted his focus from Gael to the file. “I have absolutely no idea.”Gael narrowed his eyes. “Of course not,” he sneered, as though he knew expecting too much from Ajax was a waste of time. The man didn’t know how to care about anything but himself. It was his blissfully ignorant attitude that had Gael’s sister killed in the first place. “Do you ever know anything?”Ajax knew where Gael was headed with those snide words, the accusation woven with his tone was rather obvious. “I admit we had some disagreements, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about my brother. I don’t know what led him to believe I wouldn’t give a shit. Because that’s not true. And, regardless of what you think, I have a fe

[FIFTEEN MONTHS AGO]“Wait a minute, what? You can’t just leave me here,” Claire yelled into the phone, her gaze focused on nothing in particular as she pinched her face and tightened her fingers to keep her cool.“You can do anything when your child is as reckless as mine.” Her father’s voice rang out on the other line. “Even so, we’d already left. I don’t think I can trust you anymore after your attempt to undermine the only way we might have saved our business.”“Are you serious?”“I sure as hell am.”Claire had the terrible urge to pull her hair out. “You can’t do it, Dad.” She complained. “It’s not right. I can’t just wake up one morning and marry a stranger the next. I don’t think that’s… that’s how any of it works. I don’t see you making demands like that to Marvin. Why isn’t he doing anything to help save the business? Why should I be the one whose head is chopped off?”“First and foremost, in case you hadn’t noticed,” her father said, his voice turning deeper and darker and m

Another day passed, and Vincent still couldn’t come up with even one strategy or solution to his predicament. He knew he couldn’t just sit back and wait for Michael and that obnoxious woman to carry out their evil plan. It was not an option anymore. Neither was it ever.He still had no idea what they were attempting to force him into. His so-called father had obviously lied about his true intentions, which complicated his predicament even more because he was back at square one and had no idea what he was up against.The only thing he knew now was that there was more to the picture Michael and his bitch had painted for him, something that was controlling the two like a puppeteer-controlled puppet.For better or worse, it gave him hope.If Michael was actually terrified of something or someone, Vincent might use it to screw him up and get out of this hellhole unscathed.Unfortunately, for that to happen, he needed to know what that terrifying thing was and how to use it against Michael.