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.

posted outside my door followed at a

the laundry room, methodically folding sheets Glancing over

your phone, Just for a

widened with alarms. "No, Wilson madam, 1 cannot. Mr. Blake would find out. I would lose

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I explained urgent 1 just need to let my family knone

all I'm asking

"Impossible, malam.

The consequences would

brand footsteps approaching and had to retreat, frustration churning

the dining room where Christopher waited, looking triumphant beside a table laden

authentic Chinese dishes.

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

had to admit, his determination was impressive-and terrifying, I could arrange authentic Chinese cuisine on a remote Mediterranean island within hours, what else was

to join me. Maria, pihaps? Christopher's expression sharpened

the only person here who's shown

deceptively gentle. "Angela, I understand what you're trying to do. But remember, everyone hepe works

company for dinner," I replied, meeting his gaze

my staff for... Inappropriate purposes, there will be consequences. Not for you," he

I pressed on. “If I can't

away my plate, watching his reaction,

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

"If this isn't

it?"

Our eyes

Christopher sighed. "Fine. Maria

n you. Twenty minutes."

this small

me, clearly uncomfortable as she

for joining me," I began, keeping my tone conversational "How long have

years, madam," she replied, barely

her food.

her out until her posture relaxed slightly. When I was certain we

need to know their mother is okay. I

call."

your phone

"I cannot,

He would know immediately.

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