All Chapters of The Billionaire's Baby Mama : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Bonnie's POV After working and meeting people and signing contracts in the academy today, Myra decided that we go out to a club for a break which she claimed that I deserved. And today had also been very dramatic, as I had a major fall out with Ashley, and I knew that I would be in trouble with the management on Monday. ***Flash back*** When I predicted winning that competition would give me more opportunities and connections, I was not wrong at all. Now I even had people under me to help me with my personal work as they were way too much for just me. People of different classes wanted to sign a deal with me, and it still felt so unreal. I had even gotten a lot of followers in my social media pages. I was busy that afternoon with a new set of clothes, when Ashley sauntered to my work space. Chloe did warn me that something was wrong with her upstairs, and she gave me no reason to doubt it at all. She began to survey everywhere and my girls also, who were busy. Everyone ignored her

Bonnie's POVI did sleep. I checked my phone when I woke up to see that I had been out for about three hours, and it was already past midnight. I left the room and went to find him.He wasn't in the living room, kitchen, game room or any other room I had entered. I then went to his bedroom. I had not entered it before. I knocked once and I discovered that the door was not locked. I wondered if it would be wise for me to enter. For someone who loved his space and privacy as much as he did, he might not appreciate it.But damn it all. I needed to speak to him, and he entered my room without me inviting him in anyway.I pushed the door open slightly, before stepping into the room.The room was mostly black and white, so neat, not a speck of dust could be found. The walls were white, while the sheets and curtains were black. My gaze was drawn to the connecting balcony, and I walked there.I found him on only his pants, shirtless, leaving me to view his tattooed arm. There was a stick of l

Chloe's POV "What the fuck are you doing here?" I snapped, but he just gave me that usual unbothered smile of his. I hated that he was here at this time. His presence always spelt trouble. "Is that how you should greet your soon to be father-in-law?" He asked, mirth dancing in his eyes. But my heart skipped. Ethan and I didn't announce our engagement. How did he know? "Do you have any idea why Ethan is not back and why I can't reach him?" My heart thudded, thinking he had something to do with it. "That's right... Ethan." He then stood up and walked up to me, and I took a nervous step back. "The both of you... I did warn you that you cannot win that day." I remembered the day. After Ethan and I threatened him with the case of those young girls, he did warn us that we would not win against him. "What do you intend to do with him?" I asked him, my voice low. "While he is absent, I will make sure everyone knows how he decided to neglect his duties for some fun in France. And then I

Chloe's POV That evening, after Bonnie had left, Bryan let me know that the girl I asked for had been found. Among all the girls Ethan was looking into, he was specially investigating her, as though there was more to her case. Her name was Rita, and she was just eighteen. Rita looked nervous, and she was overly cautious when she was led into the house to meet me. I didn't blame her though, I would be cautious too. I wondered how they even managed to convince her to come. She sat in the living room, while I went to get her juice. By the time I returned, I met her staring at her surroundings in awe. A small smile crept to my lips because I could relate to that. I had been so used to staying here that I forgot how grand this house actually was. I cleared my throat to get her attention, and she almost jumped out of her skin, her eyes following my every movement. "Rita." I called softly, as I took the seat adjacent from her. "Who are you and why do you need me?" There was fear in he

Bonnie's POV I found myself in this place once more, even though I told myself I would never come here. But I had a reason this time, or so I told myself. As usual, his security let me in. I had never thought about it, but they always let me in without question. If he truly wanted me to stay away, would he not instruct that I was not to be let in? I shook the thoughts away as I made my way inside. Myles was in his study, busy on a computer, his whole attention there, that he didn't notice me. Or maybe he did, but he chose to ignore. I pushed back the urge to walk forward and touch his curly hair, which was braided back as usual. When I got closer to him, he finally spoke, a sign that he knew I was there. "I thought you said you will not come here again." "I thought you said you will stop stalking me." I retorted. I truly didn't know if he was still stalking me, but this was a good way to get my answer. "I find that to be a very fun activity, so don't blame me." The nerve of this