The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 194

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 194: A Desperate Call

Angels Pov

"Maria, I wonder if

The door swung open without warning. David, Chilstopher's ever-present

desistant, entered with a polite smile that didist reach his

“Wilson madam, Mr. Blake would like to know what you'd prefer for dinner today. The chef can prepare anything you desire."

rom the corner of my eye, I saw Maria slipping quietly

My frustration threatened to boil over, but I kept my expression commolled. From toward the exit, taking my potential lifeline with her.

Please clarify something for me, David," I said coolly. "Am I a guest prisoner? If I'm a guest, I should be free to come and go as I please. If I'm a prisoner, why bother asking what I'd like to cat?"

David's smile faltered, "Ms. Wilson, Mr. Blake simply wants to ensure your comfort during your stay-"

"My comfort?" I laughed without humor. "I was drugged and brought here against my will with my children. How is that ensuring my

comfort?"

He shifted uncomfortably. "About dinner, madam...

I decided to use food as leverage. I'd like Chinese food."

"Chinese food?" David blinked in surprise.

"Yes. Specifically, Kung Pao chicken and dumplings. I named dishes knew would

be nearly impossible to find on this remate Mediterranean island.

"Fm afraid that might be difficult to arrange

"Then I'm not eating." I said firmly. "Please inform Mr. Blake that since he's brought me to this isolated place, he should be prepared to meet basic requests. Otherwise, I'll simply fast until we return to New York."

David's expression tightened. Tll relay your... request."

After b

he left, I moved to the window and watched as he approached Christopher in the garden. Their body language told me everything-David's apologetic gesture, Christopher's tense shoulders, and quick, agitated movements. After a brief conversation, Christopher strode purposefully toward the dock. I smiled to myself. My gambit had worked; he was leaving to personally handle my impossible request

This was my chance.

to appear casual as I navigated the unfamiliar corridors. The security guard posted outside my door followed at a discreet distance, but

her in the laundry room, methodically folding sheets Glancing over my shoulder to ensure we were alone, L approached

your phone, Just for a few minutes. Please." "Maria," I

Wilson madam, 1 cannot.

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urgent 1 just need to let my family knone were safe. Three

all I'm

malam. Mr. Blake check

The consequences

to retreat, frustration churning

dinnertime arrived, I was escorted to the dining room where Christopher waited, looking triumphant

authentic Chinese dishes.

smile. “I tend a chef who previously worked in Hong Kong. Nothing in impossible with the

his determination was impressive-and terrifying, I could arrange authentic Chinese

join me. Maria, pihaps? Christopher's expression sharpened instantly. "Maria? Why

person here who's shown me any

slowly, his voice deceptively gentle. "Angela, I understand what you're trying to do. But

simply want company for dinner," I replied, meeting his

staff for... Inappropriate purposes, there will be consequences. Not for you," he added with meaningful

down my spine, but I pressed on. “If I can't

pushed away my plate, watching his reaction, Christopher's jaw tightened as he weighed

isn't a prison, Angela. I'm trying to live

freedom." I countered. "If this isn't

it?"

Our eyes

Christopher sighed. "Fine. Maria

n you. Twenty minutes."

this

she p perched on the edge of

my tone conversational "How long

years, madam," she replied,

her food.

gradually drawing her out until her posture relaxed slightly. When I was certain we weren't being

need your help. My children need to know their mother is okay. I just

call."

phone to make

flashed across her face. "I cannot, madam! Mr.

He would know immediately.

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