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 dangerous,

but I couldn't believe I'd said them

voice sharp and threatening, as he abruptly turned

your cousin 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 revelation. But it didn't

stopped breathing at his

phone-something I used to monitor religiously-hadn't been

and Thunder. I didn't want anyone to track us..." Finnick explained as he restarted

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

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

***

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

cheerful voice greeted me, bringing a

I asked,

the incident Finnick mentioned but didn't know how to bring

they resent me for being absent? For failing

had been treated, but

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

said he'd relocated them for safety but refused to tell me where. He thought

Chiara asked, her

Thunder gently scolded her in his usual calm yet

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

for a while," Thunder said honestly. "He

quick decisions and sharp mind weren't just assets at work; they

trying to steady myself. But then, Chiara said

finding us a

hastily, trying to calm myself.

worry about us, Mom. Please, take care." With that, Thunder ended the call, leaving me with a heavy

I muttered, the confirmation from Finnick hitting me hard.