Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 141: Bloody and Grotesque

"Excuse me?"

I kept my gaze fixed on him as I spoke, unbothered if it made him uncomfortable. I wanted answers-answers to the questions swirling in my head.

He didn't reply, but I wasn't going to back down either. I pressed on with my questioning, refusing to let the tension between us win. Eventually, he sighed, turning his head toward me for a brief moment.

"When was the last time you talked to your kids?" he asked, his tone unusually serious.

His question caught me off guard, and my eyebrows shot up. Crossing my arms and legs, I leaned back, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Why are you bringing my kids into this?" I asked, suspicious now. The mention of my children seemed too random. "Are you involved with the shits happening?"

I recalled the recent events vividly. Someone had warned me about my children before the incident occurred. It was as if they were saying they knew every move I made, every plan I crafted.

They knew my thoughts-warning me that if I didn't stop pursuing them, my loved ones would pay the price.

"Do you suspect me?" His focus returned to the road as the traffic light turned green.

Though he wasn't looking at me, the pain in his voice was evident.

Like he hadn't expected me to doubt him.

"If you don't give me a valid alibi, then yes. I suspect you," I replied without hesitation.

There was an icy edge to my voice. I masked my hurt with that tone.

I had trusted him, treated him like a friend, even confiding in him more than I did Kesha. He knew about my kids because of that trust.

"I didn't do it," he finally said. "Have you forgotten that I told you I like you?"

can be

smirked at my words, but I couldn't believe I'd said them

said, my voice sharp and threatening, as he abruptly turned the car and

got into that accident... someone also tried to harm your kids," he said in a low voice, as if trying to ease me into the

stopped breathing at

to my phone-something I used to monitor religiously-hadn't been opened in a while, despite having

of touch because I was protecting Chiara and Thunder. I didn't want anyone to track us..." Finnick explained as

voice carried a sincerity that I couldn't ignore. At that moment,

lose what's most precious to you," he warned

***

the secure number I used to contact my children. It wasn't easily traceable, but

Chiara's cheerful voice greeted me,

you alright?" I asked, my voice gentle but filled with

Finnick mentioned but didn't know how

resent me for being

shoulder wound had been treated, but it still throbbed occasionally with the wrong movement. "Of course, we are, Mommy! We take after you!" Chiara's bubbly

wanted to see my kids, but I knew I couldn't. I had to be extra careful, especially after Finnick

relocated them for safety but refused to tell me where. He thought it was better

Chiara asked, her voice

in his

tell from Thunder's tone and the way he called out

for a while,"

decisions and sharp mind weren't just assets at

a glass of water, trying to steady myself. But

finding us a new daddy,

I'm working," I said hastily, trying to calm myself. "I'm

Mom. Please, take care." With that, Thunder ended

true..." I muttered, the confirmation from Finnick