บททั้งหมดของ Mommy, I've found daddy.: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

XAVIER'S POV When my lips pulled open, It was to the starry vision of a dark room. I winced sharply, fear purring in my veins as I tried my best to make out something from the background I was.The last thing I remembered was zoning out after the president told me my family were killed by the brutal hands of Lucas McKinney and Madam Browne. As the thought punched through my mind, I shook my head slowly, my face powdered with sweats.Even now, I still couldn't believe it. It had to be a joke. Madame Browne and Lucas couldn't have done that. This had to be a dream, a nightmare of some sorts.I was sure it was edged far away from reality. That was the only logical reason I was waking up in a dark room. I must be sleeping peacefully on a bed with Ella's body clinging to mine.I must be sleeping peacefully.That had to be it.This was a dream.With gentle flinches, I pulled my back from the hard ground and I felt the brushing texture of the group against my back. The sudden scratch caused

ELLA'S POV ~The next day~“Good morning ma'am.” The sharp, cutting voice of a female slipped into my ears as I pulled out of the hazy confines of sleep. I yawned, stretching disorientedly as my stretched my fingers and reached for the other side of the bed to check if, just if, Xavier returned back to the room that night.My fingers stroke the soft cushion of his size of the bed and a sense of worry flowed into my veins. My eyes pulled open as I pulled my back from the bed. I flashed my gaze at his side of the bed for anything that hinted his presence but all I received was the familiar whiff of him in the sheets.Did he pass the night here or was all of this just another one of my disturbing thoughts?As I asked myself the question, I shot a glancea t the figure standing at the other side of the room. It was Madeline's. My eyebrows quirked and I clench my fists and I stepped down from the bed.I put on some flip-flops before pacing towards her. Her eyes sparkled from afar like alwa

XAVIER'S POV “Now that Mr Xavier has finished his speech, we can now start voting.”I heard the soft beams of voices from behind me as I flashed my gaze at the media team. I stared at them for a moment and I fixed my gaze on each and every one of them. I took a moment to asess them and within a few seconds, I finished my analysis. In their widened eyes, their fear, anxiety and pity gleaned back at me.I sighed.The voting that was about to start was something that could either smoothen the edges of my life or create a dent but I made a decision and I was going to stick to it. Whatever happenes, I'd still stand by the company. I'd still nurtured it. I'd still watch it grow.The McKinney legacy couldn't go down like that.No.The sharp edgy lighting in the media team were holding beamed in my direction and I blinked slowly, steeling my eyes away from the lights. “It's so sad the president was kidnapped, I'm sure it’s the handiwork of that lady. I heard her name is Madame Browne.” The s

ELLA'S POVAs I reached for my phone, I heard a sharp gasp tear through Rochelle's lips as she lunged in my direction. Stealthily, I maneuvered and ducked as I raced into the hallway.I started slowly, taking soft strides before I gathered enough momentum to make me sprint as fast as possible. As I pushed forward on weak legs, I heard her yelling at the guy she was with. “What are you looking at stupid? Go get her!!” Her commanding voice lashed through the air and I heard the ceding sound of boots and heels behind me. I continued running, this time, I made sure I was able to get to the staircase fast. My fingers shook like a winter leaf as I gripped the banister.The breath rolling through my lips heightened and with each whiff of air I took in, I felt my lungs tighten as I paused to glance at them. I tilted my head in their direction and I caught the sight of Rochelle sprinting towards me with her acquaintance hovering behind her in a wrinkled shirt and sagging trousers.The sight o

XAVIER'S POV “Ladies and gentlemen.” I heard it.The announcer's voice. Like a bean, it came and I felt my breath hitch in my throat.The meeting was just about to start and the air, as I recalled, loomed with a boiling intensity that made it hard to act normal.“The voting for the presidential seat of the McKinney company will soon begin bad like the last time, we'll all come out and vote. The rules are simple, the shareholders can only vote in the favor of one participant.” He continued and I felt a sharp jolt of adrenaline lung into my veins.I jammed my eyelids close and with each muffled gasp that rippled through my lips, I felt myself edging slowly into a haze— one that was coerced solely by my troubled thoughts.In that dazed moment, my mind flashed over a lot of things. The president. Ella. Ivy. I thought of each and every one and as I did that, I got ready to face Madame Browne head on.This was my chance to get what I deserved. As I continued pondering on thoughts, I felt