Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Hot Billionaire's Surrogate Bride : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Veronica's POV “Are we forgetting something, Prescott?”. I asked, walking with a cartoon in my hands. I placed it in the boot of my car, my gaze drifting to Prescott.“Nothing, Mom. I don't think we forget anything…. Wait! My spiderman!!.” H yelled running back into the house. I followed behind him, exhaustion gnawing at me. It was barely noon and I had been working since morning. After Valerie gave her permission to stay at her house, my joy knew no bounds. I couldn't even sleep and so as early as six I was up and doing, getting our few stuffs into our baggage and boxes while turning the whole house upside down looking for Prescott's numerous toys.I ran my fingers through my hair, my lips twitching as I walked behind Prescott to the penthouse.“I thought you said that was all your toys? What spiderman are you talking about again?”“It's my spiderman, mommy. The one aunt Rebecca gave to me last summer. I need to find it”. He pleaded, his eyes filled with tears, sobs escaping his mo

Valerie's POV “Any news yet? What is Jax saying about the death of Monica?.” I asked, watching Baron pace around the house, his hand on his chin.“There's nothing concrete yet, Val. He is still trying to figure out everything that happened. The police are on our nose and I am afraid it will be in the newspapers soon.”“What do you mean be in the newspaper soon? Aren't you intending to handle the situation? What is going on Baron?. I thought you said you could handle this situation.” I inquired walking up to him, my mind racing.What had suddenly gotten over Baron. This was just a minor case he could handle with the tip of his finger. What was he being so slow in finding out the culprit behind it?Baron turned to me, our gaze locking instantly. He approached me with two steps. His hands reaching out and softly grabbing my arms.“I am doing my best, Val. It's not easy. This isn't a regular problem. This is murder. Monica's death can't be swept under the cover. We need to figure out wh

A threatening call“Who was that? Veronica?”. Baron asked, walking into the room. He walked out immediately and my phone rang.I sighed, nodding.“Yes, Bae.”Baron stood behind me, massaging my shoulders softly.“Is anything the matter? You look tense and besides I heard you raising your voice.” “Nothing serious. Vee fired one of the domestic workers, Mia, because she spilled her tea. We only had a little misunderstanding but we have settled our scores now. She shouldn't have fired Mia without consulting either me or you. I told her to rehire Mia because this isn't a time to relieve our staff of their duties especially with the death of Monica that would get the entire country talking.”I leaned into Baron's massage, feeling the tension ease out of my muscles. "It's just frustrating when Vee doesn't think things through. She acts without thinking sometimes. She's always been impulsive, and it's hard to get her to see reason with me." I sighed, closing my eyes.“Veronica has always b

Baron's POVThe two remaining art pieces left were taken by Mr Travis. A middle aged man with a charismatic aura.The MC, Mrs Sarah was quite impressed with the auction and how well it turned out even though a slight murmur still rippled through the crowd.“I am glad today's turn up was awesome. The auction has finally come to an end with Mr Travis and Mr Baron being the winners of today's art. It's a thing of pleasure for me.”A teenage boy walked up the stage and handed Mrs Sarah a piece of paper.She read it through, her eyes skimming through its content The unappeased crowds murmured more, their voices rising.“I am sorry. This apology is to those that couldn't understand anything. I can sense the discomfort in your tone. “ She paused, her gaze sweeping through the crowd.“Well, I have good news for you all. I just got a note from the CEO of this art gallery, Mr. Banks, based on how today's auction went. There will be another auction coming up. It's going to be a very big day f

Valerie's Smith POV I slept for ten hours after arriving in the evening. I had given Prescott the gift I had purchased for me because he wouldn't let me rest if I didn't.My bedside alarm rang and I hugged onto my pillow, my back on the bed, my eyes closed as the urge to sleep gnawed at me even more.“ walkie!!.” A soft yet familiar voice rang in my eye pulling me out of sleep and drowning me in consciousness.My eyes fluttered open, a yawn slipping through my lips as my eyes caught a petite figure struggling with my blinds.Prescott.I sat up on my bed, my eyes widening in shock and awe.“Prescott? What are you doing here?”. I inquired and flung my hands to the side of the bed.“Good morning, Aunt Valerie. How was your night.”I chuckled at Prescott's question, rubbing sleep away from my eyes. “Good morning my Sweetheart. My night was great, thanks for asking, Scott. How was yours?" I swung my legs over the side of the bed and patted the spot beside me. "Come here, Prescott. Wh