Semua Bab The Billionaire Hockey King Stole A Kiss From Me: Bab 261 - Bab 270

Carmen’s POVMillie already took a break from work to go on her short vacation with her mystery boyfriend who she wouldn’t tell me about or introduce to me, and so being at the apartment all by myself suddenly seemed too boring.Returning home from Steven Noble’s mansion and ordering takeout, then showering and going straight to bed had been the only things I did the previous night.I wanted to catch a show on TV before heading to bed, but I changed my mind because I didn’t want to run into any of the channels talking about Chase Maddox and his new manager.“You know you will have to see him sooner or later, right?” A voice in my head asked me as I got dressed.“Yes, I do, but I will postpone it if I have to,” I found myself responded to the voice in my head.As soon as I got outside, another flashy and expensive car from Steven Noble with a professional driver was waiting for me.It was the third day now, and Steven Noble hadn’t failed to send a car and a driver to pick me up, no mat

Carmen’s POVThe morning run with Sean had been more chaotic than I even anticipated. He could barely cover an hour before stopping and panting like a deer.“I can’t, Carmen, I just can’t,” he had said, much to my astonishment.How could a hockey player be this lazy?I couldn’t help but recall the first and only time Chase Maddox asked me to run with him. He had covered a long distance and even returned to continue with other exercises without breaking a sweat, but Sean Noble couldn’t even keep up for thirty minutes.I did try to push him further, but Sean Noble wasn’t very responsive.We had to return to the house where he was served a very light breakfast, and Sean Noble consumed everything in the blink of an eye. By the time we got back, Steven Noble had already left the house for work for the day.“I need more food,” Sean Noble had demanded.“No, Sean, that’s all you will be having for this morning,” I declared.Sean Noble stared daggers at me, but with the previous intervention

Carmen’s POVSean Noble’s mother’s words left me worried and almost speechless, but more importantly, it left me curious.Things like this always brought out the FBI in me.“Not everything deserves an investigation, Carmen, unless you are ready to lose your job,” a voice in my head warned me.Unfortunately, I rarely listened to the voice in my head.If she had simply lied to me by telling me a nonexistent story, I might have forgotten that the painting room existed, but responding to me in that manner like it was a forbidden room just made me wanted to find out things for myself.Anyway, I was done for the day.“My husband would have wanted the driver to drop you off,” Sean Noble’s mother said to me.Steven Noble wasn’t back yet, and I felt relieved because as much as I enjoyed the rides, I didn’t want to bank on his favors. It wasn’t part of my job descriptions, and I honestly didn’t want to take more than I should.“I don’t mind taking a taxi,” I said.But she just wouldn’t accept i

Carmen’s POVAgain, Steven Noble sent his driver to pick me up; I saw the expensive and luxurious car in front of our apartment.This had gone beyond favors now.Even though it was still the first week, it didn’t feel like Steven Noble was going to stop this any time soon, and trying to talk him out of it was a fruitless attempt.When I got to the front door, my cell phone rang before I could open the door.“Who is it?” I asked as I dug my hand into my handbag, trying to retrieve the phone.My guess was that it was Millie. Maybe she was calling to talk about how her short vacation trip was going and how she didn’t want to ever come back, but I was wrong.It was my dad.Exasperated, I picked up.“Good morning, dad,” I greeted sourly.“I didn’t think you would take my call,” he said.I still hadn’t forgotten what my thoughts and feelings towards him were, only that I hadn’t figured out a way to find out.The Donny of a man didn’t have an identity anywhere other than the cards I had seen

Carmen’s POVI got to the Noble’s mansion, thinking that Sean Noble would have been prepared for his morning run, but to my disappointment, he wasn’t.“Why isn’t he downstairs?” I asked, my anger already building.“He has company,” the housekeeper responded.“What do you mean by company?” I asked.She winked in an annoying manner and I almost rolled my eyes at her.“Well, company,” she said with a shrug, forcing me to understand what she was trying to say, and the realization made me more upset.“This early?” I asked in annoyance.It was almost six and for crying out loud, I wondered who could have had the time to visit Sean Noble.“She came in about thirty minutes ago,” she responded.“And Mr. Steven Noble?” I had to ask.If they wanted me to make Sean a better player and hoped to see great results, then they would have to help me in controlling Sean when I wasn’t here.First, they didn’t even bother to check around his bedroom for the drugs he consumed even though they knew that one