The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 238

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 238: Even in Death, She'll Stay With Me

Christopher POV

The next day, David stood before me, his eyes downcast as he delivered the news.

“Mr. Blake, Tom afraid I have to report that Aria and than are no longer at the Shaw residence.

"What do you mean, no longer there?

"Victoria Shave relocated them yesterday. The family's vehicle was last seen heading east, but disappeared in an area without surveillance coverage."

A cold suspicion crept up my spine. Someone had warned them. Someone had betrayed me.

How would they know?" I askeil, my voice dangerously soft. "How would they know to move the children? Who told them?"

David's eyes widened slightly. "Sir?”

you who leaked this information?" I demanded, rising from my chair.

Blake thinks I revealed this information?" David looked genuinely shocked. "Why would I compromise my own mission?"

Then explain how they knew to leave ahead of your arrival. Explain why they chose a route without surveillance."

remained silent for several moments, his expression tightening "If you distrust

to this

like a predator stalking wounded prey. "You know why I've kept you around all

me to protect Angela's safety," he replied carefully. Im concerned for her too. In her current condition, why would I do anything to jeopardize her

Five? Six? You should understand by now-what I want, I get. If I managed to bring her back a

of me with strange serenity. For the first time since Angela's accident, I felt a calm certainty settling over

in death," I said

stay by

David more than my anger. The fear in his eyes meant nothing

remained in the study, savoring the silence. The harsh ring of my phone shattered my contemplation. The caller ID displayed a number I

I answered, irritation evident

girl with you? His

on my nerves. "What the hell are you doing,

Shaw

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told me, Just

imperious tone ignited ald resentments, memories of my mother's fate

you use this sime tone when you forced my mother to

That's your

word. "What kind of father was he? Nothing but a drunk who drove my

a moment, the silence heavy with decades

he finally said, his voice slightly softer, "But

don't care," I

rose again. "You're the Blake family heir! You represent our

hypocrisy ignited my fury. "Where was this concern for the family image when my father was disgracing himself? When he was caught with that stripper? Did

enough!" he thundered. “Release her

I replied, ice in