All Chapters of The Billionaire Legacy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Anabella Pov. Alexander bought almost all the playhouse for Peter, the more I complained, the more he threw them into the trolley. Alexander hell bent on spoiling Peter, we drove back home with the toys in the backseat. It was a ten minute drive from the house, and in no time we were home. “Peter”. I screamed in excitement. Peter was the only reason I smiled lately, my son was the only driver pushing me to do more and better. “Peter”. I screamed louder this time but he didn't run out to mummy like he always did when I picked up from the nursery. Alexander walker in beside me to see me opening every door I saw in sight, the nannies no where to be found. “What happened”. Alexander asked confused. “My son…..”. I screamed running back towards him helpless. “Calm down, where are the nannies?”. Alexander asked his eyes scanning through the whole place. “I don't know, Peter is not in his room”. “Find him for me, do something anything!”. I scream at alexander, still sea

Daniel's Pov.My body shivered, I push the ladies head away from my dick.Was this a damn nightmare, the message my assistant sent me strike me off balance, I expected to see the email from the signing of the deal not any of this.“She's in town boss”. An image was sent to my phone and from behind it looks exactly like her with the same tattoo on the same place.Exactly where the mark was on the strange woman.“Find her”. I typed vigorously, my mind limping in joy.“Track her down”“Storm her home”“Bugle the house and bring every living thing in sight before me”. I sent the text one after one.The lady with me was still on her knees playing with her boobs seductively and her eyes charming and enchanting.“Come here”. I summonerd her.I was in the mood to eat her out so damn good, the message of Anabella in town made my heart lit in joy and this lady here was going to have a taste of it.I carried her from the ground on the bed, she smiled.“Spread them”. I ordered her.“Yes handsomd

Anabella’s Pov.I quickly checked out from the office, John wasn't on seat I left a message for his assistant.Rushing right to my apartment, haven't been there in weeks.My mom sat in the living room inspecting the damage done to my stuffs when I walked in.She looked at me in shock thinking it was someone else.“Anabella”. She called out softly.“Mum who did this”. I cried out.My whole property were destroyed, the television the coach and eve peter’s toys.“I meet the door open when I got here…..your neighbor said they heard sounds a day before”. My mother looked at me expecting answers to where I was and Peter.“Oh no…..they ruined everything, I need to get this reported.My mothe's eyes darted forward and backwards but I continued to inspect the property with disappointment and distress written all over my face, my mom stood still waiting for me to let the cat out of the bag.“Anabella”. She called out softly resting on the huge shoe rack that was still in place.“Mother”. I turn

John’s Pov.The drive from the gala was somewhat quiet, Isabella avoided any questions regarding to Daniel.“Why was he all over you?”. I asked but she ignored, her face glued to her phone.“His he your ex or something?”“No”. Anabella snapped.“He insisted on the birthmark being similar”. I tried to pull her hair backwards but she hit my hands off her gaze cold.“What’s wrong”. I snapped back at her beginning to lose my temper.I hardly got angry over a woman, I have grown to know women were not easy to handle, they could request for your dick on a plate just to feel good but this woman with green eyes, she aways strike me off balance, it takes her a tip of a ginger to make my temper blow off the car roof.“John nothing is wrong, just mind your damn business, I need to help sorting your shit”. Isabella roared.“Now it’s your shit, a man was clouding over you at the gala, with people pointing wandering and accusing eyes and you say to me it’s your shit”.“John I feel like you're movin

Danile Pov.My anger boiled as I stared at the picture of Isabella and a kid trying to stop a taxi.The detectives spam me with photos of Isabella and the kid.My instincts were right all along, she was the same woman from the gala but now she wore a different face, the spy I sent to her bungled her home and bringin her before me but theymet the place empty.So Isabella knew it was me along but embarrassed me at the event even when all I need was closure in talking to her.The mark I saw on her neck wasn't misleading but corrrect, hell no this woman must think she's smart.Mia came into the room with a rustling cup of coffee on a tray.“I made your tea”. She mumbled passing the tray to me while I took the mug.“Thank you”. I smiled at her, clicking the power button on my phone screen so she doesn't see the images.“How was your day?”. Mia mumbled kissing on my ears, nose and lips but I pushed her away softly.“It was good”. I mumbled drinking the hot coffee as it burned my lips down t