After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

at on. In seconds, Bill's line was ringing with the phone

Down the stairs and out the door, the fished our his phone after successfully throwing his coat on. pressed close to his ear.

"Mr. Bryce, is something the matter?" Bill answered, asking the question almost as if he could sense the distress has employer was feeling

Inced-"

"Ball,

"You need me to do something?"

3? The assistant interrupted, surprising Gabriel who had entered his car by this time, "What is it, Sir?

"The surveillance footage from The Venue of Ms. Stellar's birthday party-"

"I already checked it out, Sir. After you informed me of the incident of being drugged, I checked out the surveillance footage personally." Bill interrupted yet again, surprising Gabriel. Talk about competence from an assistant.

Call him impressed.

"However Sir," Gabriel internally winced at the word "however. It was never something good. "It seems like the footage was tampered with and then deleted."

"What?" Gabriel's face was once again painted in confusion.

"Yes Sir. I've tried restoring the footage, but it seems like it'd tale quite some time." Bill informed, his voice holding some form of let down.

Gabriel sighed at this, trying to sort of at least calm his jumbled up mind. Today truly had been an assault of events.

"Get on it Bill. I want results, as soon as possible." He demanded.

Bill responded just

male sighed out once again and placed his head on the steering

clear to him that Angelina was lying, but just

He quizzed internally, howare of the pair of eyes

premise of her property

hell." She finished the string of curses with that, swiping her hand across the table near

shattering, but Angelina didn't care, now when Gabriel's

had looked confused instead of happy and that in turn, confused her just as much as it annoyed her. Didn't he love her? Wasn't this what

in the sound of a text message buzzing into her phone. The raging linette located the device,

Go Finish The Jab

detective she

that Gay,

message, she read carefully

a few photos of Leonica and Gabriel in the hospital, placing a brown blanket over Leonica as she peacefully slept. As per news from my sources, Mr. Bryce and my target has been requested to make

set of ornaments fell to the floor, facing the fate of it's comrades before them. But their owner didn't care. She was too busy cursing at a certain white-ette to care. "I'll ruin her. I swear to God I'll fucking ruin her! Her and that fucking useless son

phone on, she scrolled through her call list and clicked on the number at the bottom. It rang for a few seconds and the minute it was answered, she hissed venomously. "You fucking incompetence pig! One Job, One fucking job and what was that? Run the fucking boy over, but you

from the other side spoke, but before it could say anymore

me, you're going to get back out there and you are going to finish the fucking job! Or else before

had gathered over the past few hours on the table, Bill stepped back, giving his employer enough room to survey the

seemed to confuse Gabriel Firstly, the security footage from Stellar's birthday party. It was gone, deleted obviously from the looks of it. And then moving on to the missing medical records, Angelina's medical records to be precises. Just around the time Gabriel had called Bill with the situation of the security footage, the assistant had been wrapping up his work at the central hospital, trying to get Angelina's records like his boss had requested. However, just like with the CCTV footage, he

this things had been tampered with Bill Anderson may look like a normal assistant, but he had skills tar surpassing normal. And with those sills, he was able to prove that each and everyone of their mystery target details had been

vague as they seemed in the beginning was

hair. "I don't know if I'm more upset that someone has managed to hack the hospital or that Angelina isn't as innocent as I thought. He said, glancing

gave him a weak smile. Not wanting to say more wards that would upset his employer. "What should we do,

the files on his table.

shot, yet the two women in his life always found