Chapter 91

Henry gave me an icy smirk, a look laden with a warning before he stood up and walked away.

I knew what he was thinking.

If anything happened to the little one in my womb, if Caleb were to die, he’d be the rightful heir to the Langley estate.

“Darling, better take good care of that bun in the oven,” a middle–aged man by Henry’s side quipped with a chuckle, sidling up to me and squinting as he looked me over. “Such a beauty, what a shame…”

He pinched my chin with a smirk and left.

Once everyone had cleared out, I flopped down onto the couch with a sigh of relief.

“Madam,” Eric began soothingly. “I’m sorry you had to endure that. Right now, your main job is to look after yourself and keep the baby safe.”

“When is Brendan due back from his trip?” I asked. Even though the patriarch had suffered a stroke and was practically powerless, his presence alone was enough to keep the vultures at bay.

“He’ll be back on home soil tomorrow,” Eric replied in a hushed tone.

and

was ghostly as he stood at the top of the stairs, watching with detached coldness where Henry and his entourage had

to bed,” I urged him

t

his voice was tinged with fear. “Phoebe, I’m scared… I can’t sleep.” I rubbed my temples, feeling the weight of

what’s the situation with the Langley Group now?” I

in trouble, the company must be in

his son. He’s got the entire security department under his thumb,” Eric said diplomatically. which was a polite way of telling me the Langleys were under siege by Henry and

mishap had been leaked to Henry

to suspect that the simultaneous

was the prime suspect, standing to gain the most.

16:15

Chapter

aside for now; we need to untangle this

upstairs.

wrest control of the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255