Semua Bab The Masked Billionaire's Baby Mama : Bab 81 - Bab 90

The musty smell of alcohol hung heavy in the air, drowning out the aroma of the freshly baked cookies coming from the kitchen. Knight was sitting in the middle of the living room, surrounded by several wine and beer bottles, some of which were emptied hours ago but he had been too lazy to move. His eyes remained fixed on the wall, but he wasn't even seeing that wall, his thoughts spiralled out of control, leaving him with the worst headache he had ever had. And it was all because of Vicky. The fact that he had lost his job was eating away at his consciousness, but it didn't hurt him as much as losing Vicky did. He had always been a ladies’ man, stealing their hearts and breaking it just as easily, but it never occured to him that he would suffer the same fate. When he met Vicky, he had the intention of leaving her after their first night together, but that never happened. He became so attached that he was even too nervous to admit it, he tried to run from his feelings, to escape th

(Cooper Conglomerate- CEO's office.)Noah and general Marcel sat opposite each other, exchanging dangerous glares, none of them ready to say a word. Noah had called for a peace meeting, and general Marcel showed up ten minutes ago but both men didn't look like they were ready to let go of their resentments. The office had been messy without Knight, none of the other two assistants that Noah hired were able to do their tasks as well as Knight. Noah had already fired two of them that same day, and the third one was standing beside him at that moment, weighed down by the tension in the room.“Let's come to an agreement.” Noah finally spoke up.“What kind of agreement?” General Marcel almost scoffed, falling back.“Scratch my back and I scratch yours, kind of agreement.” Noah responded, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “I'm listening.” General Marcel scoffed. He already knew that there was no way that he was going to accept whatever that Noah was about to say. “My sister

“Dad! Why would you go and do that!?” Vicky thundered, her eyes red with anger as she glared at her father who did not seem bothered by what he had just done.“Everything was moving fine! It was about to be sorted out and you do this!?” She continued but he scoffed loudly, crossing his legs on the sofa. “Nothing has been sorted, not until you get justice!” He fired but she groaned in frustration.“Dad! I am perfectly fine! Bianca has been beaten so badly that she can barely move. It's over now!” She argued, her voice shaky from anger and sadness. He sent the video to Noah, even after she had tried to convince him otherwise.“I don't care! She did what she did in cold blood, she wanted to kill you, she almost did. She hasn't paid enough, she must be convicted of attempted murder!” “Dad!”“Enough! I won't talk about this anymore, Victoria.”“Dad, you will have to talk about it,” Vicky snapped, glaring at her father, unafraid to look him in the eyes unlike everyone else.“I am the one

“Yes sir, I understand, but my daughter is more important to me at this point.” “Yes sir, I know the consequences, it's alright sir.” Vicky was outside her father's room, listening to his conversation with the president. She could tell from his facial expressions that he was in trouble, and it was all because he had refused to return to Washington DC. “Dad.” Her voice startled him and forced him to put his phone away, a feigned smile appearing on his cracked lips. He turned to face her.“Sweetheart, when did you get here?” “Dad, you don't have to pretend, I know all is not well.” She bit her lip, rubbing her arm as she approached him.“Why would you say that?” General Marcel scoffed, “there's no problem.”“Stop it!” Vicky shot at him, rolling her eyes. “I'm not a baby dad, I know what I'm talking about. You are at risk of losing everything, and I won't let that happen.” She sniffed back her tears. General Marcel sighed and took her hand, leading her to the bed where they sat fac

“Charlene?” Noah's voice was low, almost uncertain, and he blinked rapidly to adjust to the little light that was sipping into the room through the room. His eyes darted back to the woman on his bed, and as if the alcohol suddenly left his system, he gasped and jumped off the bed. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?” He thundered, frantically reaching for his mask which was lying on the floor. He put it on immediately and dragged his pants up, racing towards Charlene whose tears had already drenched her top. “I swear, I didn't know that it was Veronica, I thought it was you.” He was obviously panicking, his eyes were wider than they had ever been, and sweat was already trickling down his face. His head tried to put two and two together, but confusion had set in already.How did Veronica get on his bed? Why was he so intoxicated even though he didn't remember drinking too much?Charlene could only stare helplessly, tears streaming down her face. She knew they were not in good te