Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 115

“Fay!” Kent yells the moment he walks into his house, storming

down the hall.

His household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that

something is wrong. Kent is passively pleased by this – they, at least, know their place.

Still, Fay doesn’t answer him. Kent calls for her again, heading up

the steps at a brisk pace. When he arrives at her room he pushes

open her door, not bothering to knock, ready to tell her to learn to

come when she’s called.

But when he enters the room, she’s not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper- as if she had just been sitting there a moment ago. But where the

hell is she?

Angry, he turns, ready to search the rest of the house.

Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that

moment.

she,” Kent says, grabbing the woman by the arm, his voice harsh.

looking up at him with fear in her

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glaring down at the

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her head frantically. “I don’t know,” she says, her voice going soft. “but

word to her, just

spare bedrooms.

to the kitchen, striding over to the

go,” he

three men look up at Kent,

on here,” one of the men says, leaning

frightened of Kent or the anger building within him. “Why are you taking this out on

him, not willing to tolerate this

wants answers.

one says, equally casual.

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Kent says, running low on patience. “She did not

to

one told her that,” the same man says, shrugging and turning back to his coffee. “The kid took her – the young one. Jerome. They headed out a few hours ago.”

grabbing a set of keys off the wall and heading for the last car

get

later, Kent pulls into the drive