The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 166

Derek arrived at the secluded parking lot and parked his car. The air around him was thick with anticipation as his gaze swept over

the empty rows of vehicles. He took a steadying breath and adjusted his rearview mirror to catch any movement.

He didn't have to wait long. Within minutes, there was a sharp rap on his car window. Derek unlocked the passenger door, and the hitman, a young man in his late twenties, slid into the seat beside him, glancing around. Derek looked up to see the hitman's cold and annoyed face. He had clearly been expecting to see Sandra and not him.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked, his tone low and threatening. He reached for the door handle, but Derek quickly activated the automatic lock.

The hitman's eyes narrowed, his hand twitching toward his jacket pocket, where Derek guessed a gun was concealed.

"Relax" Derek said, keeping his voice calm. "You're not going anywhere just yet."

The hitman smirked, his fingers edging closer to the gun's grip.

"Big mistake, friend," he murmured, fingers finally closing around the weapon.

Derek let out a resigned sigh and clicked the lock again, letting him go. "Fine," he said simply, watching as the hitman pushed open the door.

The hitman stepped out, but before he could take a step further, two detectives materialized from behind parked cars, guns drawn.

They moved in swiftly, disarming him with practiced ease.

Shock replaced the hitman's initial confidence as the detectives ordered him back into Derek's car. His eyes darted around, and he slumped into the seat, realizing he was outnumbered and outmaneuvered.

Both detectives slid into the backseat of the car, and Derek automatically locked the doors again.

was going to do this without the detectives""" Derek muttered as he pulled out his phone and hit play on the recording he'd saved from his conversation with Sandra. Her voice filled the car, casually outlining the hit she wanted on Evelyn and Michael. The hitman's eyes widened slightly as the realization sank in. "Now," Derek said, his voice steely, "there's no question you're going to jail.

anyone else to carry out

mouth twisted into a

know what you're talking about. And you're arresting

talk because you don't know me,"

but he kept his mouth shut.

hair on Evelyn's head is hurt, I'll make sure your

as he glanced at Derek in horror. Derek held his gaze, a

than you can imagine. Did you think I would come to someone like you without

you should make it worth it," Derek continued. "Now, answer my question. Have you arranged for anyone

barely a whisper. "I... I have a crew. We were

coolly. "Now, you're going to

give the detectives their locations so they can

face twisted in defiance. "I can't snitch on

"How much do you love your mother and daughter?" His words were low,

to it that your daughter's medical bills are covered while you're locked away. All her needs, including your mother's needs, will be met- everything. But only if you agree to help us." At that, the hitman closed his eyes, his resolve breaking. When he finally spoke, his voice was resigned.

nodded to the detectives, who quickly began coordinating the plan, with the hitman reluctantly

them to finish, and after they were done planning everything, Derek returned home in the

him at the door, her expression a mixture of worry and relief. "You're

It's over for now," he replied, taking her hand as they moved further into the house. The warmth of her touch

has left?" Derek asked, looking around the living room

since we will both be out, and Maya still needs to get some rest, Evelyn said, and Derek nodded. "Is Maya

here. After Rayna left, I went in to check on her, but she was taking a

long drink, Derek let out a sigh