บททั้งหมดของ The Masked Billionaire's Baby Mama : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

“Charlene, wait, listen to me.” Noah grabbed her arm, unable to bear her walking out in such a terrible mood but she shook his hand off and continued marching towards the elevator.“I promise I don't know what happened. I would never leave Harry in school on purpose, I'm sorry.” Still, no response from Charlene.“This isn't about getting back at you, I'm not that petty. Harry is also my son, listen to me.” He groaned, watching her walk briskly into the elevator. She closed it before he could enter, tears streaming down her face. Noah groaned again and walked away, going back into his study to pack up the documents on his desk. He wasn't going to let this argument have the best of them, he was going to fix it. Veronica watched the drama, Bianca standing beside her. She was impressed with what she had done, all she needed to do now was make sure that the rift she had created between them would last for a long time. “This is working out great. I'm impressed.” Bianca chuckled. Veronic

Knight and his men, along with the police, were all waiting outside and making plans to invade the place when Noah and Charlene ran out, their clothes destroyed and with several blood stains. Charlene's hair was in a mess, and her racing heart finally found peace at the sight of the cops.“What happened in there?” Knight questioned with pursed eyebrows, concern in his eyes and a mask in his palm. Noah quickly took the mask and put it on before finally lifting his face to look at everyone else. “We have to move now, before they escape. Stay here and take care of Charlene.” Noah ordered and signalled the cops to move with him even though they had insisted on doing their job alone. Noah didn't care, he wanted to capture Don Romero with his own hands. After they left, Knight presented Charlene with a blanket, pretending to be caring but Charlene could easily tell that he was putting on an act from the look of disdain in his eyes. It was clear that he was only doing his job. “Thanks.”

As the kiss intensified, the lovebirds found it difficult to keep their hands off each other. Charlene's hands roamed his hard chest, craving for something much more than the kiss. He caressed her waist, her back and the top of her butt, grabbing her like an obsessed lunatic, his tongue invading her throat roughly.Noah pushed her back softly, not minding the books and files that scattered on the floor, including the lamp that fell off the desk. Their grunts and impatient moans were the only sounds that could be heard in the room.Charlene moaned into his mouth, the heat within her intensifying when his hand moved back to her thighs, fighting its way to the space between them. He successfully parted her legs, and then broke the kiss, their lips swollen from pleasure.She moaned desperately, staring into his lustful eyes. He did not break eye contact, even as he latched onto her pink nipple. He rolled his tongue around it, sucked it and moaned softly, making sure that she was watching.

Charlene got to Vicky's house with Harry, she couldn't leave him alone in the penthouse since Noah was not home and Bianca was… busy. Veronica, on the other hand, would never agree to do that. Vicky was excited when they both arrived, she brought them in and served them cookies. Charlene noticed how excited she was that morning.“Vicky, you seem awfully happy today. What's the secret?” Charlene forced a smile, although her heart was aching from what she had witnessed earlier. Knight was playing her, and she was oblivious to it. “Well.. let's just say I had a good time last night.” Vicky winked and Charlene glared at her, looking over at Harry who was happily munching on his cookies. “Harry, baby?” She called out to him. “Why don't you take the rest of the cookies to the playroom, your aunt and I want to talk.” She obliged him and the little boy zoomed off with the plate without wasting any time. Vicky had turned one of the rooms in her house into a playroom for Harry when he turn

FLASHBACK(14 years ago)“Why is this place so dirty!? What have you all been doing since sunrise!?” Mrs Janice's voice, sharp as a blade, cut through the thick air, sending shivers down the spines of all the maids that were standing before her.“Do I pay you all to stand around and do nothing!?” “Mum!” Sixteen year old Noah drawled, rolling his eyes as he jogged down the stairs. “Let them be, they've been trying their best.” “Their best?” Mrs Janice fumed, she was not having any of it. “Look,” she pointed to the table beside her, slowly leaning over and swiping her index finger across it. She raised her finger for all of them to see.“Dust! There's dust everywhere and you all know that my husband does not like a dirty house! All of you, get to work right now or you're fired!” She roared, causing the maids to panic as they ran in different directions.“Oh mum.. you're so dramatic.” Noah rolled his eyes again and pinched his mother's cheek. He was an easy going young boy, always cheer