All Chapters of Pregnant For The Playboy Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

81.Next Day…Annabel got to the office a bit late expecting to see Roland in the office but he wasn't there. She wondered where he must have gone this early when his schedule practically showed that he'd leave for a meeting by 11am.She wanted to ask him different questions. She wanted to know why he left without saying a word. He told her to wait for him in the office and then he was nowhere to be found. He didn't only waste her time, he made her expect the unthinkable.She could remember how nervous she was because she had no idea about what he wanted to say to her.The door opened and Ashton walked in. She stood up to greet him. He nodded and dropped some files on Roland's table. He was about to turn and leave but Annabel stopped him.“Ashton,” She called, making him stop in his tracks. He turned to look at her, his face holding an expression that already asked what she wanted. “Um… I was wondering if you've seen Roland today. He isn't in the office and I can't reach him on phone e

83.Annabel couldn't believe her past was finally back to haunt her. How did he find out? Did Carson tell him?She shook her head frantically. Carson would never do such a thing to her.Roland crossed his arms, waiting for her reply. “I'll ask again, Miss. Walter. Do you have a daughter?” He asked.“W… W… what?” She asked.“I didn't want to do this but I need to know the truth. Are you engaged to anyone?”“No.” She answered.“But you do have a daughter, don't you?” Annabel sighed. What's the use of hiding it from him. He would find out sooner or later anyway.“Yes.” She answered and Roland could feel his heart shatter to pieces.“I guess it's Olivia, right?” He asked and she nodded. He became hurt. “You told me you were babysitting Olivia and that she wasn't your daughter.” He complained, trying his best to stop himself from snapping at her.“Yes, I did but I can explain.”“You can explain? Annabel, you lied to me. You put my hopes up for nothing. I trusted you, I trusted everything

85.THE NEXT DAY…Annabel walked into the company and looked around, smiling. She was no longer entering the company as Mr. Roland's personal assistant but someone dear and close to his heart.As she reached for the elevator and opened it, she saw a hand turning it off and it closed. When she turned, her eyes met with that of Roland.She just stared at him with a smile, not knowing what to say. But when Roland's hand took hers and he intertwined their fingers, her eyes shot open.“What are you doing?” She asked.Roland smiled and started walking, taking her with him. “We're going to use my elevator. You aren't permitted to use the ones the employees use anymore.” He answered.“But must we hold hands? The employees —”“Can think whatever they want to think,” He cut her off and tapped his elevator button. “I am in charge.” He smirked and they entered.Annabel knew the employees would be gossiping about her soon because while they were going to the elevator, she noticed their stares and

87.The day went by faster than expected and it was almost closing hours. Roland allowed Annabel to close early so she could go home and prepare for their dinner night while he remained in the office.Ashton came to meet him as he sat working. “Aren't you going to prepare for your dinner date with Annabel tonight?” He asked, taking a seat, facing Roland.Roland looked up at him with a smile. “Of course I will. I just need to get some things done first.” He replied.“I think it's about time you showed her to your parents. I always tell you that delay is dangerous and with Carson lurking around every corner, you need to officially announce her as yours before he makes any move.” Ashton sighed.Roland massaged his forehead. “Yes, I understand what you're trying to say. I also have that in mind, but don't you think she'd feel that it's too sudden?” He asked.“Nothing is sudden. You two have loved each other for some time now. The only reason the confession delayed is because the two of you

89.“Wait, Roland, don't tell me this is the girl you told me and your father about.” Mrs. D. Ville said and looked at Annabel from head to toes. She could tell from Annabel's dressing and looks that the lady wasn't from a classy family.With just a glimpse, she's able to tell a first class lady whenever she saw her but this one? No, this can't be for her son.Mr. D. Ville had a frown on his face. When he told Roland to bring a lady and show to him, this wasn't what he meant at all. He didn't expect a middle class lady.“What's the meaning of this?” He asked Roland.Annabel's heart was racing. From the way they looked at her and how they spoke, she knew these people didn't like her one bit. Roland helped her to sit and gestured for his parents to sit as well.“Don't jump into conclusions this easily. You have to meet her first to know if she has class or not. I don't see class or anything relating to it in money or material things. I look at character.” Roland said and his mother sigh