Approached By The Richest Man In Hiltonia!

Velon's eyes dimmed, but his countenance remained the same as he signalled for a maidservant. "Get her her things!" 

The girl who had been waiting for his order, nodded and walked up the stairs. She grabbed me things from the guest room I stayed in and walked back downstairs. 

I stared at my belongings which the maid held in her hands like some little girl's plaything and shook my head. 

"I don't think there's any need for that. You can toss them away. The compensation I have will cover my expenses."

After saying that, I cast the couple one last glance, my eyes reddened literally holding back the tears from pouring down. 

It was nighttime when I left the house. Velon was rather in a daze as he watched as walk away pitifully. 

Seeing his gaze, Alicia's eyes flashed as she walked towards him and hung a hand on his shoulder. "I felt the baby kick just now!" 

Just like she thought, he snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look at her. 

~Velon~

I directly held her waist tenderly as I looked down on her still flat stomach.

With a nervous smile, I asked. "Is there a way for me to feel him when he kicks?" 

Alicia laughed. "I don't know what next he will do, but if he does. I'd surely inform you." 

I nodded absentmindedly. 

.....

 ~Queenie~

After I had left Velon's place. I lodged into a hotel unaware of the black Maybach that had been following me. 

I held the test reports in my hand as I recalled the doctor's words in the afternoon. 

"You almost had a miscarriage ma'am. Since you had an accident in the afternoon I'd advice you to be more careful in the future." 

I almost lost my baby. I spent the whole night tearfully planning the life of my baby and myself. 

The next morning

I left the hospital as quietly as I could, taking the fastest route to the airport. However, I was stopped by some men in black. 

"I'm sorry Ms. Knight, but my boss will like to have a word with you." One of the men said. 

I was confused at the confrontation. Three years as Mrs. Aspen brought me no fame as people had no idea who I was. 

Even when some saw me, they'd talk down on me knowing I had lost favor with Velon. 

"I'm not interested in seeing your boss. Besides, I have something very important to do." 

I made to move forward, but got blocked by the second man. "We're really sorry Ms. Knight, but our boss insists on seeing you." 

I stared at them for a few seconds and asked. "What if I refuse to go with you?" 

"We'd have no choice but to take you to him by force." 

I sighed angrily and stomped off towards the Maybach they had pointed at before. 

The door opened and a handsome face entered my view. I stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds. 

"Who are you and why do you want to see me?" 

The man was even more speechless. "Can we talk in the car?" 

I was lost in thought. Although I was fully covered, a reporter who might be sent by Alicia might catch up with me and take pictures. 

If something like that happens, given that I had just divorced Velon, people would quickly speculate I had been divorced by Velon because of my frivolous lifestyle. 

Guessing my thoughts, the man assured me. "I've secured here. No one will be able to leave here after taking a picture." 

I nodded and got into his car. The man stared at me for a few seconds before diving into his motive. "Marry me." 

I choked on my saliva hearing him. I stared at him with a slight grin. "Would you force me if I tell you I'm not interested?"

"I won't, but I'll convince you to." 

I breathed out in relief. "Alright then. Until then, I'd be on my way."

Before I could open the door, I heard the man say. "Don't you want to have your revenge on Alicia and your ex-husband? What about the child in your tummy? Do you want to end up making him fatherless?" 

My eyes were no longer gentle as I turned around and shot a killer look at him. "How do you know all these?!" 

The man who had always had a stoic expression smiled stiffly. The man on the driver's seat caught on and his breathing hitched. 

He took his eyes off the rearview mirror almost immediately. 

 "Because I'm interested in you." He bluntly replied. 

I narrowed my eyes. Next to him in the car, I could peek at a tattoo which ran up to his neck. His deep blue eyes seemed to be drawing me in while his pink, succulent lips seemed to be inviting me to see how soft it was. 

The man soon chuckled, his long eyelashes fluttering in the process, casting its shadow on his sharp cheekbone. 

"You like a married woman?"

"A divorcee actually..." 

The way he said it annoyed me. I turned to the door intending to open it when I heard the latter part of his sentence. "...who had been maltreated by her ex-husband and ex-best friend." 

"You know all that? What else do you know?" I shrugged and turned away from the door, making myself comfortable on my seat. 

The man appeared harmless, but something about him gave me the impression he was dangerous and not one to be messed with. 

"I also know you're pregnant. Ah! I thought I've said that before? My bad!" 

The man held out his five fingers, then bent one of his fingers as he counted. 

"You're a divorcee, you're poor and you're said to be a gold digger. You're also pregnant. What do you think people would say about your condition?" 

"You're more concerned about my condition than I am, why?" 

"Your life has been ruined and you're probably going to live in isolation with your son. I on the other hand, I'm in need of someone. Someone to pose as my wife." 

The moment I heard 'wife', I shook my head fiercely and resisted the urge to leave the car. 

My mind subconsciously flashed back to three years ago when Velon had proposed to me. I had been so excited. 

The man had told me he wasn't one to publicize his affairs and hence we'd have a simple wedding. I wasn't worried about such things so I also accepted.

Because of my naivety, I had agreed. Thinking of it now, I felt there was more to why Velon married me.  

"You won't just have the title of being Mrs. Verlice, you'd also have the power that comes with it." 

My thinking faculty finally shut down. Mrs. Verlice? My heart skipped as I turned to look at the man. 

My heart throbbed even further when I pieced all the puzzles together. The tattoos, the masculine handsomeness, the charisma and the weird men in black who dared to stop her in the airport could only be Pierce Verlice! 

I had heard a lot about the man. How he was cold-hearted, hardly said a word or ever smiled. 

"So you're Pierce Verlice, didn't think i would ever meet you." 

"You guessed my identity quite fast. Seems what they say about you is a lie." The man chuckled. "So what do you say about my offer?" 

I turned and faced the window, one of my hands encircling my stomach protectively. 

What I didn't know was that the man caught sight of my action and a faint streak of light flashed past his eyes.