All Chapters of The Billionaire's Detective: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ANNAI walk out of the hotel room dressed. Conrad pleaded I wear something nice. I didn't want to at first, but each time he keeps threatening me with my mission. First, he'd say he wouldn't say a word to me if I didn't do this; he won't do that if I didn't do this. It's simple: it's getting really annoying, but I just have to play along.I'm dressed in a red short floral gown, and because he told me he'd come carry me, I have to wear a pair of shoes to at least match the outfit.I want to carry my gun along with me, but then I remember I won't be needing it. I mean, there's literally nowhere to hide a gun in my tight dress. Conrad still messes with my head, and it angers me each time.We plan on him calling me when he gets to the hotel, but for some reason, he texts me from an unknown number—the number he claims he used to call me years back when I was still married to Killian. I insist I hear his voice instead, but he clearly refuses, saying he has a surprise outside for me and that

CONRADI turn only to see the police rushing in. I quickly hide my gun and then turn to face them."Good evening, sir," the officer greets.I reply with a gentle nod, after which they ask what happened. I have to lie; Rose and I came to the hotel only to meet them fighting. The DPO knows I'm lying, but he still doesn't say a thing.After everything, they call 911, who carries the fat lady and Aunt Lavender to the hospital. Aunt Lavender won't stop staring at me; she probably now knows I've seen through her deceit.Rose, who hasn't said a word until now, finally coughs."What the hell just happened here?" she asks. She's shocked at how they manage to believe me even when they know I'm not telling the truth.When they earlier walked in, she nearly revealed her identity by attempting to show her card, but I held her back. If they find out she's a detective investigating the death of the previous detective, then she's going to be in more danger because they'll stop at nothing to make sure

ROSEI am about to finally tell Dante about it, but I'm interrupted by a knock coming from the main door of the hotel room. Conrad's name disappears off my screen as the call ends."Go and take a shower. I'll check who's at the door."I walk completely past Dante and head for the main door, but he grabs my wrist before I can get far."What if it's that lady who's back?" Dante asks, whispering.He could be right. Although a sweep has been ordered by the police, the masked lady still hasn't been found. I take out my gun from my waistband and cock it. I glance at him, then start walking to the door. Dante gently drags me back and heads for the door, taking his steps quietly."Just stay still," he says. I stand there alert, my gun still in my hand.The knock comes again, louder this time. Dante glances at me once more while his fingers wrap around the door handle."Room service?" A feminine voice comes from outside.I breathe a sigh of relief and put my gun back in my waistband. It's just

ROSEDante rushes inside the kitchen, guiding Logan behind him. My vision is getting blurry, but I can see them. They're both watching me in horror as I lie in my pool of blood.I'm getting weak by the second, and that doesn't stop the blood from gushing out. Dante can't get to me because Lavender is holding the knife she stabbed me with toward him and threatening him, so I'm...dying."You want to leave your child and save her? Is she that important to you? Huh? Answer me, Dante!" Lavender yells, pointing the knife at them."This is crazy, Lavender. Drop the knife," Dante tries to speak to her, but it's no use. Lavender won't listen."I can't do that, Dante.""Are you seriously going to do this in front of your own child?" Dante says, increasing his voice on each word.Lavender laughs maniacally, toying with the knife stained with my blood in her hand with her fingers.My vision completely blurs and I blink several times to clear it, to stay awake. Fortunately, it works, but I don't k

ROSEMy eyes slowly blink open to the ceiling. Am I dead? I try to move a little, but my whole body is weak. Where am I? I blink continuously until my vision clears.I'm not sure if I'm lying on a hospital bed or stretcher. I move my head to take in my surroundings. I can hear a machine beeping. My eyes trail to my hands—tubes and wires connect me to the machines and IV. I groan in pain because I move too much and it hurts.Who brought me to the hospital? Dante? Conrad? I passed out, so I didn't see who brought me to the hospital. I look around to check if someone is with me, but I see no one. I'm completely alone.My gaze stays on the door, expecting someone or anyone to come in, but no one does.I hear a phone ring—my phone ring. My eyes trace the direction the sound of my ringtone is coming from, and my eyes land on the bedside table. I manage to raise my hand that isn't connected to tubes and reach for it. My fingers wrap around the phone, and I bring it to my face to check the ca