Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again
Rushing to my room, I pressed the security alarm, calling all my hired attendants to the living room.
Venturing down to the living room, I took a look at the lot of them and noticed that Laura was strangely absent. “Has anyone seen Caroline, Laura, or my son?” A stark silence filled the room and heads were shaken.
I felt an anger climb up my chest, and I fought to suppress it. I had Gerald fetch me a glass of water to help calm me down. “I see. And who was in charge of the night watch tonight?” I demanded.
One of the security guards I hired spoke up with a stutter. “It was me, sir,” he confessed, a distinct tremble in his voice.