All Chapters of The Ruthless Billionaire and His Sassy Surrogate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“You have got some nerves coming here.” Bryan’s gaze held some hurt and fierceness behind it.He crossed his arms and glared at Killian, “Get out of here before it is too late.” He added.Killian stepped through the doorway and stood right next to Penelope who was still shocked at seeing him.How did he get her address? She wondered.“I am here for Ms. Winters.” Killian declared, matching the staring intensity with Bryan.“Not if you go through me first.” Bryan gritted, stepping up to Killian.Penelope watched the scene between them helplessly. The two men matched in heights but Bryan was leaner due to his recent health battles.“She is an adult. Let her make the decision.” Killian retorted.“She is my baby sister. I am her guardian.” Bryan countered, pointing towards her.“Really?” Killian acted incredulous. “You could have fooled me. Thought she was your guardian.”Bryan hissed and balled his fist, ready to strike.“No… We are not doing this.” She quickly interrupted them before t

Angela turned around to see Vivian Thompson.“Vivian… Why are you making a spectacle of yourself?” Angela whispered between them.Vivian scoffed, “A spectacle? What are you doing with her? You used to be my friend and my daughter’s mother-in-law. Now, you are supporting this gold digger?”Penelope chose not to pay attention to her. She had enough drama going on in her life to last her a lifetime already. It didn’t interest her to add to it.“How could you?” Vivian continued and broke into wails, drawing the sympathy of the onlookers.Angela stared at the crowd that gathered near, “What is with the theatrics? What do you want?” She spoke calmly. “Give her the latest and most expensive Louis Vuitton bag here.” Angela ordered one of the assistants.“My daughter did nothing but love your son till her grave.” Vivian continued. Angela watched her with suspicion.The act was unusual of Vivian. She had known Vivian to be a crowd pleaser while she adorned a completely different persona behind

“Pass me the pan.” Penelope said to one of the assisting maids in the kitchen. The maid passed the sauce pan to her.It had been five weeks since the policemen came to the manor. She hadn’t heard from Bryan. Each time she called, she only got his voicemail.She went to the condo in hopes of seeing him but only found Lola alone. Lola informed her that she hadn’t seen Bryan since she returned to the apartment. She wondered where he had disappeared to.“There you are.” Francine spoke, walking into the kitchen. “This must be your favourite place in the manor.” She teased.“It is.” Penelope answered firmly.“She admits it.” Francine laughed, “I have some designs for the wedding here.” She rounded the kitchen island and showed Penelope some pictures for the decoration of the wedding.“They are all beautiful.” Penelope complimented.Francine had insisted on doing the decoration to display her artistic prowess. She had assigned herself as the maid of honour-a role she had to fight Hailey for.

Francine approached her studio building after she had lunch. "Francine!" A voice called just as she was about to enter her building. She turned around and rolled her eyes at the sight before her. "Tristan." She gritted out of frustration. Tristan was casually leaning on his car parked at the curb right next to her studio. "What do you want?" She asked, tapping her feet impatiently. "You." He approached her. "I have some paintings to do in there. Get on with whatever you want to talk about, Tristan." She urged, turning her wrist to check her wristwatch. It's was almost 2pm. Some art pieces must be done before night fall so she could send them out the next day. "I am serious. Come on, babe. I miss you. I miss us." He started. "I fucked up. I know that. But these our old folks won't back off until we dance to their tune. We must give them what they want. You used to be crazy about me. Surely, we can rekindle the flame."Francine scoffed, "You mean that I was a fool for you? Not an

Back to the present..."Lance... Take care of everything in my departure." He sent the text to his head of security who had accompanied him on the search.His wedding is in a week. It was high time he got his head screwed onto his neck right.He traveled through the night and arrived at the manor at dawn.He was done chasing ghost.He had entered Penelope's room, watching her sleep. His gaze traced down her form right to her belly. It was the first time that Killian saw Penelope caring for the offspring in her. Her small hands was placed on her tummy, shielding it.Was she developing some kind of bond with the child? The thought was unsettling to him. If she developed a bond with the child while still unborn, would she be able to walk away after three years?Would he allow her to walk away?Would she accept to raise another woman's child as his? Some many thoughts collided in his.Now, it is not the time.He wanted to be the first person Penelope would wake up to. No one was awake whe