All Chapters of The Ruthless Billionaire and His Sassy Surrogate: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Penelope took a deep breath and scanned her thumb. The machine beeped and clicked open."This is where I live." She led Bryan in and gestured to around. "But only on weekends. I stay at the staff's wing on weekdays." She thought to quickly slip in an excuse for her absence.Bryan looked around and nodded. "It looks expensive." He arched his brow."A lot of savings... And loans.' She lied. Everytime her mind nudged her to tell the truth, she decided against it.The time wasn't right yet. Besides, she needed Killian' s approval to inform him. Breaching the contract wasn't a choice when she was in so deep. Her hand rubbed her tummy subconsciously."Are you hungry?' He asked, looking pointedly at her tummy.Her eyes widened. She retracted her hand immediately." Yes... No…" she stuttered, then calmed herself. "I will just make something for the both of us." She ran to the kitchen, happy to be out of his scrutinizing gaze. "By the way, you…we have a roommate.""A roommate?" Bryan dropped h

Ms. Flores knocked and walked into Killian’s office.“Mr. King.” She greeted her boss who busied himself with scrolling on some spots on his monitor.“Ms. Flores. Give me the report.” He commanded, reluctantly drawing his attention away from the monitor.“The last meeting regarding employee performance meeting showed a tremendous progress this month. We have regained about 30%, ranking back top like we never left. Your suggestion on trainings and working the Human Resources was absolutely the right call.” Ms. Flores praised. Her eyes twinkled with pride but she schooled her facial features.Killian gave a nod in satisfaction, “Great. Treat each department to dinner tonight. It is on me.” He drove his attention back to the screen.“Noted, Mr. King.” She said. She couldn’t help but notice the distress her boss was going through. “Is everything all right, sir?”Killian looked up from the screen, “Yes. Why do you ask?” His forehead creased in a frown. His frustration was evident. He didn’

The phone rang violently on the bedside table. It was on the verge of falling off the edge of the table when Penelope angrily grabbed it and answered the call without checking the caller ID. “What?” She snapped on the phone. The caller chuckled darkly, “That is no way to speak to someone who can ruin your life in a second.” The voice was familiar so she withdrew the phone from her ear to confirm her suspicion. “Drew?” “That is right, baby,” He answered. His term of endearment sprinkled a sour feeling, “What the hell are you on about, huh? What could you possibly do to ruin me?” She asked, sitting up on the bed with a pillow plopped on her knees, “Your child. I will tell the whole world it is mine.” He sneered. Penelope shifted to the edge of the bed. How does he even know that I am pregnant? “Are you stalking me?” She asked. “We both know that nothing happened between us.” She said, sounding confident. It was one of the few times she felt good about conserving her virtue. T

She lingered at the entrance to the motel. She stared at the picture on her phone. Drew had sent her a picture for easy identification. The cab stopped some blocks from the motel due to bad road.Her phone showed a red bar on the battery strength.Crap.She switched it off to save power on her phone and tucked it in her bag. The cash was in her bag. Her hands tightened on the strap. It was the last sum on her account.When she entered, the receptionist pulled her glasses down the bridge of her nose, “Are you lost child?” The elderly woman at the desk asked, peering over her.Penelope glanced at the interior of the motel. It was shabby looking and located on the outskirt of the city. It looked to be the perfect spot for anything shady. Her body shuddered at the thought.Why did Drew pick this place out of all other motels and hotels?“No, ma’ma.” She responded, shaking her head. “I am looking for someone. His name is Drew.” She explained.The old woman leaned back. She had a judgement

Bryan was enjoying the view in the club. Although, he didn’t indulge in drinking and dancing. The strippers offered but he had politely declined.He preferred being a passer-by to being a tourist who wanted in on the whole action.Suddenly, he heard people yelping and cursing as a man with a limp pushed people of his way. His face, although masked with the hoodie, he could feel a piercing glare directed at him.“You want trust to lead? How about earning it?” Pete spat as soon as he reached his seat. He dropped a newspaper on Bryan’s lap. “Why didn’t you clue me in on your sister?”“What?” Bryan asked, looking confused.Lazily, Bryan picked it up and plastered on the front page was her sister and Killian King- the man he despised the most in the world. His grip on the paper tightened.“What the hell?” The light was dimmed but he could never mistake the two people on the front page. “Engagement?”He looked at Pete with disbelief.“You are quite the actor, aren’t you?” Pete sneered. “Why