Semua Bab Pregnant For My Bestfriend’s Billionaire Husband : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 12After exchanging pleasantries with them, Richard sat down, his gaze darting from his mother to his father and then to Vanessa’s parents as they all sat and laughed at whatever she was saying. He didn’t care to listen; he had zoned out her voice the moment he saw both their parents here. He just sat, staring at her as she spoke,the way she smiled those fake smiles that didn’t reach her eyes, her facial expression now trained to give the most friendly, fake laugh and smile he had ever seen. He could feel his blood boiling. She had done this on purpose,called both their parents here solely to push her own agenda. This was the surprise she had talked about in her text. He balled his hand into a fist underneath the table, digging his nails into his palm. He had married the she-devil. He should have known this was her plan after he had rejected her request this morning, as he already knew what this fake dinner was about. “Would you all like to place your orders no

Chapter 14 “Do you think she saw it?” Emily asked anxiously from the kitchen, but loud enough for Becca to hear. “She should have by now. It’s even showing that she has already read the message,” Becca replied, stepping into the kitchen and flashing the phone in front of Emily’s face. Emily lifted her gaze from the dough she was kneading, her eyes scanning the same message she had been obsessing over for four days. Her stomach sank. Still no response. It has been four days since Emily texted Vanessa that she was interested in taking the deal, and yet there has still been no response from her. No reply, no call. Nothing. Just radio silence. After two days of waiting, she had decided to try calling her. But the call had gone straight to voicemail, and that was when the had panic started. “Mrs Billionaire probably changed her mind about whatever it is you two discussed,” Becca said, moving to sit on the kitchen island. “The same deal you keep refusing to tell me about.

Chapter 16 “Why do you have an NDA drawn up, Vanessa?” Emily asked angrily. Maybe Becca was right. Maybe Vanessa wasn’t her friend anymore. “To protect the rights of my unborn child and my family,” Vanessa said, dropping the pen on top of the file. Hell, she was tired of holding the damn thing out if Emily was not just going to take it off her hands. “So suddenly I’m now the threat?” Emily asked, confused, as she pulled her brows together. “You know what I mean, Emily,” Vanessa said with a shrug as she struggled not to roll her eyes. Yes, she had come to Emily, but then again, Emily needed to understand the situation that was at stake, what the news of her childbirth situation and the identity of the surrogate mother would do to the multi-billion-dollar company. So it was best if this NDA was signed and cleared out of the way. “Oh, so now I’m a threat to the rich, big-ass billionaires that need my help?” Emily said, throwing her hands in the air

Chapter 18 “Oh my goodness, this tastes amazing!” Mr. Watson, Emily’s father, exclaimed as the delicious flavor from the blueberry muffins burst in his mouth. He closed his eyes as he savored the taste of one of the best muffins he had ever tasted. “Oh, Daddy, it can’t be that good. You’re overreacting just to make me feel good,” his teenage daughter Emily said as she punched him playfully on his arm. “What! Why would I do that?” Mr. Watson said as he opened his eyes, surprised that his daughter still didn’t have enough confidence in her baking as she should. “Sweetie, this is one of the best muffins I have ever tasted besides your mom’s,” he said, winking at his wife standing by the kitchen counter, who had now given him a side-eye look, prompting laughter from both Emily and her father, followed by her kid brother CJ, who was now playing with the muffins instead of eating them. “Really, Daddy? You really think so?” Emily said, her eyes shining as warmth spread throug

Chapter 20 “If we lose this contract because of your incompetence, consider yourself fired,” Richard barked into the phone as he struggled for fine comfort on his leather seat in the back of his Range Rover, as he and his driver made their way through the city traffic on their way to the hospital address Vanessa had sent it. “I’m really sorry sir, please give me a chance to fix this.” Sam’s shaky voice slips through the phone of this speaker. “You better!” Richard said, as his grip around the phone tightened. He could hear the fear and trembling in Samuel’s voice and, as much as it was annoying that he was the reason behind that tremble, he knew it was Becca. There was no way he was going to allow the slip up of his manager to cause him this contract. “I will sir, I just need to make a few calls and talk to her, please sir.” The sly bastard was still in contact with her? “I don’t care what you do or who you call,” Richard said, deciding not to think too much into what