All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S RUNAWAY MISTRESS: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Indeed, the black Sedan drove to Shakira's family home, confirming Fowler's words. Watching the man alight the vehicle with the package, his blood boiled with fury.At that point, he wished he could step out from the vehicle, barge in there and get his son back.But that wasn't a good choice.The most important thing now, was getting his son back home and wiping tears from Isabel's face.Dealing with the Valande's will come later."What do we do now, sir? The boy should be inside there somewhere. How do we get to him?" Zachary asked him,"And remember that we cannot go there unprepared, as you are not welcomed into the family anymore. What do we do?"Sebastian was quiet for a while, staring intently at the massive iron-wrought gates that separated him from his son. He wished he could level it to the ground, and go get his boy.Fury coursed through his veins, as he glared at the men outside.The bastards who was holding his son hostageHe would make sure Shakira and her family pay,

Isabel walked into the ladies' room, and she pulled out a small towel from her purse, using it to dry up the spots Sebastian had missed when he was cleaning her up.Luckily for her, the stains of the wine weren't obvious, because of the color of her dress.She just had to wait for it to dry up a little, before returning to the hall.It pained her that she was missing Sebastian's speech, but she'd no other option.The longer she sat there, the colder and more uncomfortable she became.After dying herself the best way she could, she was about to return to the hall, when it crossed her mind to call Brittany and know if the boys have gone to bed.The lady did not pick the call until the third ring, and she was greeted by a sleepy voice."I'm sorry to wake you up. I just wanted to know if the boys are still awake." "No need to apologize, Ms. Hadid. The boys have long to bed." The lady replied to her,"They went to bed shortly after you left with Mr. Bernadotte.""Okay....thank you, B

The first question Sebastian asked her, seeing her horrified expression was,"What has happened this time?" He sprang up from the chair he was seated, coming to her side."What happened, Isabel? Talk to me." He urged her, but she was too stupefied to speak or even move.He picked up the brand new phone which she'd dropped and fortunately, the screen wasn't damaged.However, that wasn't what caught his attention. What piqued him was the picture displayed on the screen of the phone and the headline before it."Girlfriend of popular businessman, Sebastian Bernadotte, caught in an intimate position with businessman, Damien Giddorti."He scrolled down and there was another photo of Isabel and Damien tagged,"Isabel Hadid, mistress of businessman, Sebastian Bernadotte caught cheating with businessman, Damien Giddorti."His blood immediately ran cold, as he stared at the picture, which from the photographer's angle, matched the headline.Except that he knew all of it weren't true.It was

The day of the hearing finally came and Sebastian was ready.He'd Miranda, his secretary postpone every appointment he'd during the time of the hearing. He was determined to be there, since the man's sentence also meant justifying Isabel and all the women he'd sexually assaulted.Surprisingly, the courtroom was almost filled, and there were plenty of reporters scattered everywhere.Being one of the hotshots in the city, with lots of recognition, everyone was hungry for firsthand information about the judge's verdict on Damien Giddorti's case, since he'd pled not-guilty to the charges against him.Wearing a turquoise shirt which was nicely tucked into a pair of gray golf pants, and a black sunshade to cover his eyes, Sebastian blended into the croud, taking a seat on the fourth to last row. He didn't want to be recognized by the press, and have them shove their microphones and cameras in his face, asking him questions he'd no intentions of answering.With his choice of dressing, he was

Isabel woke up quite early the next morning, after not having much sleep, only to be faced with the information that they were moving."Where, and why?""Ma'am, I cannot say why, but that was the order we received this morning from Mr. Bernadotte." Brittany explained to her, going to keep her freshly pressed laundries in her closet."And where is he?"Anger was building inside her, although she tried to keep her voice down and neutral, because the boys were still sleeping."I think sir is in his study now.""Okay."He must have a reasonable reason. He'd better.She calmed herself, looking at her sons who were still sleeping peacefully. Alexander was sprawled on his end, his limbs thrown everywhere, including on Oliver's body.She chuckled softly, amused at his careless sleeping position, which reminded her of hers, according to Sebastian."You're one heck of a careless sleeper, Isabel, but I'd rather sleep with you by my side, than anyone else." He would tell her jokingly, then go ahe