All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Ex-Convict Nanny: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91Brittany's POVThe hospital had started to feel like a cage.A clean, white, quiet cage.The doctors said I wasn't ready to leave for good, but they said they'd discharge me at the right time. The right day because I'm recovering but for now the doctors were still running tests-but I needed out. Just for a few hours. Earlier this morning, Martin had promised me that the package would be delivered today. So, I finally got the message from him... I'd been waiting for it.From Martin.Finally, after waiting for two hours.Package is being acquired. Will deliver to address by 12 PM.The package.That's what we called her now.Adrian Martinez-the woman who'd stolen Darcy, his daughter, and my life. She was finally mine.I needed to be there when she arrived.There was just one problem: it was the nurses that comes in the hospital room to check on me every few hours, asking about my pain, my sleep, my appetite. If I disappeared, they'd notice. They'd call security. Maybe even the

Chapter 93 Brittany's Pov Still at the hospital, watching the ceiling. A small smile played on my lips. The plan had worked. Adrian was exactly where I wanted her. She was helpless, alone, under my control. Vivienne had helped me as I sneaked back into the hospital an hour ago. The nurses just finished their rounds without noticing a thing. Everything had gone according to plan. I opened the photo Martin had sent and stared for a hundred times now, thinking of what to do to her to cause her pain. Adrian, unconscious and tied to a chair in an old empty warehouse. The image made me excited. Satisfied. I hadn't felt it in a long time. This was power. This was winning. But the smile faded. Darcy would notice. He would know she was missing. He would start looking. He would use money, influence, and every contact he had. Darcy Rodrigo wouldn't stay calm. He won't give up. My stomach dropped. The warehouse would be where he would look first. Because it's old. Any careful search

Chapter 95Adrian's PovThe cold woke me.Not a cozy cold. A hollow, bone-deep cold that made my teeth chatter. My head pounded. My mouth tasted metallic and strange.I couldn't move. My wrists were tied behind me to something hard. My ankles were bound as well. Panic hit like ice."Pink," I whispered. My voice cracked. "Pink, where are you?"Only my voice answered, no one replied when I called out.I opened my eyes for the second time. The room came into focus slowly: things were clearer, in here it was cold, empty, a single bulb on the ceiling, no windows. The floor smelled like mold and rust. Somewhere under that was another smell - fear. Mine.My mind forced the pieces together. The park. Pink and Leo were with me. A man in a gray hoodie asked for the time, touched my arm, and everything went wrong. The sting. The van. Strong hands. Pink's screams. Leo bleeding on the pavement, the lashes I received, and commands to say things I didn't mean to say. My mind was racing back and fort

Chapter 97Darcy's PovThe drive felt endless; every red light tightened my jaw. Amelia sat quietly in the back between my men, eyes down and looking small.I felt no pity for her. Not now. Not when Adrian was out there somewhere because of what Amelia's husband had done.The house came into view, it was an old two-storey building on the edge of the city I'd bought years ago for storage. It sat on two acres, surrounded by trees. No neighbors for miles. Private. Isolated. Perfect.Leo parked in the driveway. The rest of my team pulled in behind us."Bring her inside," I said.My men helped Amelia out of the car. She stumbled on the front steps and one of them caught her. She flinched but didn't fight.Inside was empty with dusty floors, it's been a long time since I came here for any business deal with stubborn people. There were more bare rooms, and boarded windows. Carlos was still tied to a chair in the other room. I could hear him whimper down the hall."Different room," I told my

Chapter 99Adrian's POVI woke up in pain all over and lay on my side because my back was badly injured. The strange man had tortured me seriously.A deep ache I felt spreads from my wrists, back, head, and ribs. It was sharp. Everything hurts. Badly.My eyelids were heavy. The room was too bright when I opened them. Shapes slowly came into focus , it was a white ceiling, white walls, a steady beeping to my left.Hospital.My mind processed the shock from the events in fragmented pieces: the warehouse, the cold floor, a masked man, ropes cutting into my skin. The needle. The burn of something hot sliding into my vein. Voices - one I thought was Martin and a woman giving orders on a phone. Then darkness."Adrian."Darcy's voice. Rough and tired, but it felt like a lifeline.I turned and saw him. Darcy.He was sitting, closer to me, just next to my bed. His eyes were red from sleeping and his hair, messy. He looked completely tired. He also looked like the most beautiful thing in the w