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?"

be

words, but I

sharp and threatening, as he abruptly turned the car and parked on

harm your kids," he said in a low voice, as if trying to ease me into the revelation. But it

breathing

phone-something I used to monitor religiously-hadn't been opened in a while, despite having plenty of time. I'd distracted myself with work, neglecting the

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

carried a sincerity that I couldn't ignore. At that moment, I knew he wasn't lying, but I still

lose what's most precious to you," he

***

I reached my apartment, I immediately called the secure number I used to contact my

cheerful voice greeted me, bringing a smile to my

alright?" I asked, my

ask about the incident Finnick mentioned but didn't

for being absent? For failing

had a long day. My shoulder wound had been treated, but it

to be extra careful, especially after Finnick told me someone had

relocated them for safety but refused to tell me where. He

are you coming back?" Chiara asked,

her in his usual calm yet

keeping secrets from me. I could tell from Thunder's tone and the way he called out

wouldn't contact us for a while," Thunder said honestly. "He said you're busy with something

ahead. His quick decisions and sharp mind weren't just assets at work; they carried over into his personal

a glass of water, trying to steady myself. But then, Chiara said

us a

hastily, trying to calm

Mom. Please, take care." With that, Thunder ended the call, leaving

it's true..." I muttered, the confirmation from Finnick