All Chapters of Got Pregnant for the Billionaire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

His answer made Denny think of what Don Carlo could be doing for a living. And there are possible answers that he could think of, but he never took this very stylish and attractive man according to his age. Ever since Don Carlo arrived, Denny discretely studied his features. Denny also noticed the gap between the couple's ages. Don Carlo has a blend of black and white complexions of his neatly trimmed, clean haircut. His face seemed to be smiling all the time, especially when he looked at his wife. His voice and tone are soft. And doting his Angel was as patent as the rhythmical throbbing of his pulse. And the lady was not only receptive, but she was also equally responsive and expressive. They indeed are a couple by heart. Had they not mentioned their last names when they introduced themselves, Denny would have never known they were not legally married. Not that he minds, but they are so romantic even in their ages that no one would ever doubt them as deeply in love with each other

"What do you want me to do?" the guy asked.Denny stated everything the guy was supposed to do. "You will have to walk into the gambling house and hang out as if waiting for her; tell her you lost your phone. If she asks what happened to your target, tell her you need another chance because someone interfered.""Is that all?" Asked the guy."We will install a hidden mic and recorder in you and a camera on your eyeglasses or a button of your shirt. We need solid proof of who the person is so we can bring this thing to justice. Whoever she is, justice must be served," Denny added with a stern tone."When do you want to do this, Denny?" Asked Don Carlo. He was listening carefully, and he was also keenly observing how he could help to let their plan take place. "We will need to prepare everything he needed and a few men to assist him inside the gambling house. We will watch nearby as we listen and watch through the monitor connected to his camera and microphone in a car nearby. A soon a

Denny had no way to clarify his predicament to Don Carlo aside from telling him his life story the same way he did to Trisha. From his birth childhood up to the latest visit, an unpleasant visit he got at home from Denisse. "I am not sure my life story makes sense to you, but her threat that day doesn't seem to connect with what is happening right now. And as far as I know, my sister is similar to a roaring tiger without fangs; the worst that she did to me was annoy and verbally hurt me," Denny stated, totally baffled. Don Carlo silently nodded as he kept his ears all open for Denny. Then he saw the young Vero fished his phone out of his pocket and swiped it a few times on its screen."If you can remember the guy's description to the Lady Red, whom he said gave him the orders, please tell me if she looks like this," Denny moved closer to hand his phone to Don Carlo."Well, the hair and face could change, but the way he detailed the feature doesn't resemble this one," Don Carlo said.

Evening came.Trisha did not notice it was getting dark already because the whole studio where Trixie was training a batch of service girls was dimly lit ever since they arrived. She decided to stay beside her mentor and refresh her lessons while observing around her. "I will do my online homework later tonight or tomorrow," Trisha smiled as she assured Trixie that she was fine even if she missed her lessons today. The count of hours of her classes is not per day, it falls on a total counting by the week, so she could do her make-up class by completing the hours required of twenty-five for the whole week. And so far, she doesn't have to worry sinceit is just the start of the week. Trixie did not insist; she also wanted Trisha's presence by her side, so they sat side by side in the training studio while the service girls were rehearsing strip, pole, and lap dance steps. It wasn't the scheduled lessons today, but Trixie adjusted and changed them to easier ones which she would not need

Vincent had no choice but to answer."When someone walked over to grab her away from my direction. I didn't notice the other person, so I was still able to swing the knife, and I am sure I hit flesh, but I wasn't sure what part it was in particular," Vincent explained meekly. He was terrified. Not because of Caroline, but because as the words left his mouth, he realized what he did and what he was told to do, which he also complied with because of the threats she had on him; he felt horrible. It made him realize he was such a fool. Indeed, one wrong cannot be corrected by another wrongdoing. How foolish of him to think that borrowing money to recollect his losses would have helped. It drove him even deeper into the dirt he was only walking into by then; now, he was already drowning in it. "But I promise to do as you say if you want me to do it again, just please don't tell my wife about... you know..." Vincent clasped his hands, begging silently. The bartender came with the drinks