All Chapters of The Ruthless Billionaire and His Sassy Surrogate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Evelyn went in search of Stanley.“Stanley!” She called.A man surfaced from one of the bedrooms. “Evelyn.” He called sultrily. His gaze travelled up and down her form, His movement looked uncoordinated.“Stanley? Are you drunk?” Evelyn asked with disgust. He peered into the room behind him to see some bottles on the floor. She shook her head in utter disappointment.Stanley belched. His breath which reeked of alcohol dazed her. “I am-m not drunk.” He said and leaned on the door frame to support his staggering weight. “Come here, baby. Let’s have some fun!”He motioned for her to come to him. But Evelyn had another mission in mind. She left him at the door and returned to the living area.Stanley followed her to the living area. With each step he took, he unbuttoned his shirt and disposed it in the hallway.“Baby, d-don’t run away from me.” Stanley slurred. He had been waiting to bed the woman after they stopped their arrangement. She was an enticing woman. He wanted her solely for h

“Answer the damn phone.” Francine yelled at her phone. She paced impatiently in her studio. Arrays of art works surrounded her. She had been calling her grandfather. But he refused to answer her all and instead, let it go to the voicemail. “Shit!” She cursed out. “Fine, grandpa dearest. If you won’t come to me, I have no problem coming to you.” She seethed and grabbed her keys from her purse. She pressed the car key and her Yellow Ferrari beamed. It had been a present two years ago from her grandfather for her 23rd birthday. She sat behind the wheel and sped down the streets and straight to her grandfather’s mansion. She revved the engine with fury when she arrived at the gate. “Let me the fuck in right now!” She shouted at them. The security stationed at the gate stayed in front of the gate. “Ma’am, you are not cleared in.” “Are you fucking kidding me?” Francine yelled, making them grimace. They stared at each other. Young Ms. Pollen had a temper that rivalled her grandfather

Killian sat behind his desk at the office while Ms. Flores briefed him about his appointments for the day. Ms. Flores briefed him on his itinery for the day but cut her off. "The arrested employee, how is his family? Is his son recuperating?” Ms. Flores arched her eyebrow at Killian’s questions. Since when did he start worrying about someone else but himself? “Yes, Mr. King.” She answered, nonetheless. He gave a nod, “Hmmm…. Great. Provide his wife and son with whatever they need” He continued, “Keep your eyes on them as well. Who knows? The guy we are looking might show up.” “On it, Mr. King.” Ms. Flores tapped the screen of her tablet to send the orders to the appropriate quarters. “Do you need me for anything else, sir?” She inquired. “Yes.” He said. He grabbed a stack of papers and extended them to her. “I want you to send a mail to the heads of departments regarding a performance assessment meeting. That will be all.” She took that a cue for her dismissal so she turned to l

Penelope walked slowly in direction of the sound. She used her feet to gently push a stool to the side and walked around a counter to see Francine seated on the floor while hugging her knees to her chest. Her head was laying on her knees.Penelope lowered her nose mask. “Francine?” She called, her voice barely above a whisper. She watched Francine’s body wracked in sobs. Her heart pulled towards her so she crossed the gap between them and joined her on the floor.“Heyy… Why are you crying?” She asked gently.Francine looked up. Her smoky-eye makeup had been smudged with the remnant streaking down her face.“It .is. all. gone.” Each word made her sob harder into Penelope’s shoulder.Penelope furrowed her eyebrows, looking puzzled. “What is all gone?” She inquired.Francine wailed into her harder. The action prompted her to stop asking questions. She had noticed that the more she probed, the harder she cried. Instead, she rubbed her hand in an upward and downward movement on her back to

“You can’t ignore me forever.” Killian said to Penelope with a sigh at the dining table. She made no comment and continued with her food.“It has been two days, Penelope.” Frustration peeked at the edge of his tone. She had completely served him the silent treatment ever since that night. Penelope didn’t bother talking to him during their check up with Doctor Humphrey who insisted on her resting. Penelope glared at him at the point in the examination room. She felt he colluded with the doctor.He pursed his lips and close his eyes for a second. “There is another event this evening. Everything has been arranged for. The makeup artist and stylist will be here in the afternoon.”Penelope scoffed. “Of course, I am escort. When it comes to your event, I must be your plus one. But it comes to my personal plans, you blow up about my safety and health. Your hypocrisy stinks, Mr. King.”It was 7:45 am on a Friday morning. The project would kick off the next day. Ms. B could feel the tension in