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.

outside my door followed at a discreet distance, but didn't stop me. I pretended to search

laundry room, methodically folding sheets Glancing over my shoulder to ensure we

need to borrow your phone, Just for a few minutes. Please." "Maria," I said softly,

Wilson madam, 1 cannot. Mr. Blake would find out.

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explained urgent 1

all I'm asking

vigorously. "Impossible, malam. Mr. Blake check

consequences

to retreat, frustration

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

authentic Chinese dishes.

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

arrange authentic Chinese cuisine on a remote Mediterranean island

to join me. Maria,

person here who's shown me any kindness. Is that too much

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

simply want company for dinner," I replied,

you attempt to use my staff for... Inappropriate purposes, there will be consequences. Not for you," he added with meaningful pause, “but

ran down my spine, but I pressed on. “If I

reaction,

I'm trying to live you everything

I countered. "If this isn't

it?"

Our eyes

Finally, Christopher sighed. "Fine. Maria can

n you. Twenty minutes."

won this small

me, clearly uncomfortable as she p perched on the edge of her

me," I began, keeping my tone

she replied,

her food.

about her family, her background, gradually drawing her out until her posture relaxed slightly. When

know their mother is okay. I just need three minutes

call."

your phone to make

across her face. "I cannot, madam!

He would know immediately.

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