Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 67

Dante’s POV.

“Mr. Crawford.” I grumbled at being called and turned my face away from the direction the voice had been coming from but groaned when I felt a pain in my n*eck.

“M- Mr Crawford.” Again that voice had called me and I muttered some thing that I even I couldn’t care to make out

Again, the voice said my name but this time it had been accompanied by a shake of my shoulder that was impatient and none too gentle.

I jerked awake and instantly got hit right in the eyes by the damn sun striking me through the open curtains. Cupping my n*eck with my palm, I sat up straight and tried to make sense of where the hell I had been.

I couldn’t recall how and when I had fallen asleep on the couch in the living but some point between trying to figure out this mess, I might have dozed off.

“Good morning, Mr Crawford. I brought you some coffee.” Nancy said politely but I had felt like she had addressed me formally far too many times in the span of a minute.

Nancy rested the small tray that held a coffee mug and a few sugar cookies on to the table in front of me before straightening her posture and turning to leave.

“Thank you, Nancy, you really didn’t have to.” I grumbled but she smiled and left the room.

I turned my head from side to side trying to case the tension in my n*eck before reaching for the coffee and taking a sip of the hot, black liquid. It was good and just what I needed since some thing alcoholic would be questionable at this part of the morning.

As I reached for a cookie, I wondered what Sophia would say to me eating in her living room but the thought of Sophia had me drop the cookie back on to the saucer.

F***. I needed to get going.

I walked with the coffee mug over to the kitchen and tried to drink as much of it as possible. Hayley had been waiting patiently for breakfast as Nancy prepared it for her trying to speak to her as if nothing were amiss when we both knew otherwise.

“Has mama left you. kitchen.

message of when she’ll be home?” She asked Nancy just as I entered the

I saw Nancy freeze over the toast she had been buterring. “No, but I’m sure we’ll hear from her soon. Hayley sighed in frustration but when she saw me her eyes lit up in the way they always did.

“Did you speak to mama? Is she coming home soon?” Her round eyes looked up at me with so much of hope that my response would defer from Nancy’s.

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before placing a single k*ss on her head. “She left me a message.” I said vaguely

could literally see her thinking.

will be back before you know it.” I ruffled her hair and she squealed moving her

me a call.” I

did not want to leave her and escape I kind of felt like I had to before she began. asking me

Frederick. It was nearly noon by the time I had lost patience and called up Frederick only for him to say that couldn’t find any lead on where that damn van had been

passing second I was beginning to lose my mind. I despised being so

the parking lot of Sophia’s work building in hopes of finding some clue that would give any ideas of how to track her down

screen to life, I was surprised to

a fraction of a second, I considered not even watching it since I had more pressing things at present to worry about but another text came through which read ‘If you want her alive, you have to

on the video and what I saw nearly had me wanting to rip every one

shreds.

suspended with

looked terrified but I couldn’t understand of what until I saw it. A blade had been pressed to her skin right before it dragged across illiciting a shrieking scream of pain from Sophia but the bastard didn’t

the rest of that video but I forced myself to. I needed to see it, to recall it when the time had come for me to deal with this fucked myself. I was

was willing to do whatever it took if it meant that it would lead me to Demetri and Pheobe so I

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what they had done. I would take revenge for every scar on Sophia’s b*dy and every plea of

figure out what these two had wanted in return for Sophia but they had gone too f**king far. Pheobe was a lunatic for even orchestrating such

an end and my phone began to ring immediately after. I stared at the the number

cash. You have until 5 p.m. to make arrangements. A location pin will be sent to you closer to the time. You either show up with the money or the mother of your child gets it.” The accent thick voice grated over the phone before

had seen him lose even the little that he had to sustain his family, Pheobe’s grand masterplan to marry then divorce me shortly after

in the next half an hour. There was no

a few necessary calls I needed to make. One to arrange for the money and another to a good friend of mine that

I saw it only fitting that I made plans of my own. It was going to be a treat which was well over due. It was exactly what I should have done the

to Nancy.