All Chapters of Assassin's Baby: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nisha's POVThe tension around the room got more intense as Dum looked at grandmother with a challenged eye " Simple because you have the same last name Mrs. Damore" he replied to grandmother's question.Grandmother raised her eyebrows at him again and smiled, "If we have the same last name, do we have a family connection? What if it was just a coincidence that we have the same last name, Mr.Mace?" Grandmother asked Dum, "If the employee right there who escorted you also has the same last name, does that mean she also has a family connection towards me?"Yes, Grandmother has a point that dum shouldn't deduce that we have a family link, but he is correct to be suspicious because of our last names, and what he suspects is the fact that my grandmother and I have a familial connection. Dum should be unaware of such information, and he should dismiss his suspicions about my relationship with my grandma."Mrs.Damore is correct Sir, you should not jump to conclusions about us having a famili

Nisha's POV This can't be real; why is he here? I looked at my grandmother, who was pretending to be interested in the design on the wall. I really need to talk to her once this problem is resolved."Oh, who is this lovely young lady in front of me?" Mr.Dadds questioned seductively as he caught me staring at him.I was a little frightened, and my cheeks paled when I thought this person may identify me as Nyx, but I'm confident he won't remember me because I was wearing my mask when we last met. I simply want to make sure he doesn't recognize me.I didn't respond to his question; instead, I avoided his stare and diverted my focus to Dum, who was making an irritating grimace at Mr.Dadds." Sir, we need to go right now for you to rest; that was the doctor's orders and condition when they granted your discharge," I said to Dum, but it was a lie; the doctor never mentioned having Dum rest as a condition for him to be released from the hospital.I simply want an excuse to get out of here a

Nisha's POV"Anyhow, pleasure meeting everyone!" Ird said, smiling at the three of us.Except for Mr. Dadds, who is staring at him with a bored face, we all smiled back.My kid was born attractive, and he has a pleasant personality that makes him interesting to others. Unlike her elder sister Boone, who is a bit rude and mean to her brother, and also the way she expresses herself among people who are strangers to her."We should definitely go, Mrs. Damore, so you can bond with your grandkids, who are so thrilled to be with you," Dum said to grandmother."Well, you're mistaken, Mr.Mace; these kids are merely happy to visit their mother, who is staying in New York for a year on business," Grandmother explains to Dum about my children's excitement to see their mother.I was just furious at my grandma, who constantly talked about me and how she brought the kids with her to New York, putting their safety at danger."Oh okay, it's reasonable they'd miss their mother who was constantly there

Dhruv’s POVI'm not sure why I was so irritated when the bellman abruptly grasped the squirrel's hand in front of me; when I saw what he did, I wanted to murder him right away for holding her hand without permission. But I changed my mind; I want to make that man pay for holding her hand, so he will regret it. I'm not sure why this stranger stirred up unwelcome emotions and thoughts that I had hidden away under my heart after Ranie had left me that night."Sir," the squirrel remarked to me, "I believe it is time to quit washing; my hands are already clean."I stare at her hand, which I am still scrubbing, and I am not sure whether it is clean or not. I want to make certain that the bellman's touch and filth are erased. I didn’t listen to her plea ang continued to wipe her hand."No, it's not cleaned yet," I responded coldly."But sir, it's very embarrassing to have my own employer do this," she grumbled again.While I was cleaning her hands, I noticed the car begin to move away from t

Nisha's POVWe went to check on the kids in the kitchen after our conversation with grandmother to see whether they were enjoying their lunch. The children were still enjoying the lunch Mr.Cat had prepared for them when we arrived."Mom, after you finish your job here, may I bring Mr.Cat? Because the meal he made is so good!" Imr begged me to bring Mr.Cat."Yes, mum, please, because if you bring him, we'll always feel like we're dining at a restaurant every day since the food we eat is so good!" Boone also told me.I glance at both of the youngsters who are delighted and joyful in front of me and grin at me. So they are saying my cooking was so poor that they asked me to bring Mr.Cat? They made up this story to save me from getting wounded. I returned an unpleasant glance to my children."So you're saying my cooking skills are extremely bad?" I questioned both of them seriously.When they heard what I stated, both of them seemed surprised. "No mom, we didn't mean something like that! W