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 dangerous,

but I couldn't believe I'd said

he abruptly turned the car

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.

stopped breathing at his

Even the CCTV connected to my phone-something I used to monitor religiously-hadn't been opened in a while, despite

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

that I couldn't ignore. At that moment, I knew he wasn't lying, but I

lose what's most

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

greeted me, bringing

asked, my voice

about the incident Finnick mentioned but didn't

for being absent? For

day. My 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 tone

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

refused to tell me where.

are you coming back?" Chiara asked, her voice tinged with

scolded her in his usual calm yet firm

Thunder's tone and the

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

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

myself. But then, Chiara said something that

you finding us a new

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

care." With that, Thunder ended the call, leaving me

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