Semua Bab Bound By Fate: The Billionaire's Contract Bride : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Frieda sat comfortably in the plush leather seat of the private jet, sipping on freshly squeezed juice that had been served to her in a pretty glass. A beautiful air hostess stood nearby, offering her anything she wanted, whether it was another drink or some fruits, anything she needed. This was first class and extra treatment, is this what Aria has been enjoying? I am in Heaven, she thought. Every time she took a look around, there was something else that she hadn’t seen before. This was the only flight she had ever entered with no turbulence, the extravagance was screaming off the roof. What truly amazed her was Alexander himself. He sat across from her, dressed in a nice tailored suit, and was reading off his tablets, some documents from work. He didn’t even look up at her. Frieda frowned slightly. Hensley had told her that he was really close to Aria so she had expected a lot more than he was doing now. She found consolation in the fact that Alexander had been doting on her a

Mandy sat in the guest room, looking outside at the pool. Across from her, Janet sat down on the bed, staring at her sister impatiently with her arms crossed. “We need to make fast moves,” Janet said, her voice sharp. “With every moment that Aria is alive, every second she remains as Alexander's wife is a very big problem for us.” Mandy exhaled, folding her hands. “I understand but this isn’t some small backwards town anymore. Janet, we’re in a major metropolis, everything we do leaves a trace.” “And so what? We’ve covered up others so this shouldn’t pose too big a problem.” Janet replied nonchalantly. Mandy shook her head. “Not like this. This is not twenty years ago. People weren’t walking around with mobile cameras. Streets didn’t have traffic cameras and the police weren’t tracking digital footprints the way they’re doing now. We don’t even need to slip up to get caught.” Janet sat forward, “So what’s your great plan? Neck if we can’t erase her completely from the picture, no

"You have seen the pictures. You also know what I can do with them.” Ken sat back in the chair, feeling bigger than the five foot eight inches man that he was. He crossed his arms, giving Hensley a look of triumph. Hensley had seen the pictures, he definitely knew what they contained. Hensley looked at Ken in the eyes, without budging. “So what do you want exactly? You wouldn’t go through this much trouble if you didn’t have quite serious demands.” Ken steadied his nerves, he had thought that Hensley would be the uncomfortable one between the two of them but now that he stared into Hensley’s eyes knowing what he was capable of, Ken couldn’t help but feel a bit scared. “I don’t need any money from you and I don’t want any cut in your profits. I have just one single request and that’s for you to attach my name as your assistant to the patent when you finalize the formula.” Hensley studied him as he spoke, respectfully waiting for the next part of the demand. He heard no responses.

Lucas walked down the hallway with intent, he held the bugged phone in hand. This bugged phone was their chance to finally corner Frieda. He knocked on the door to Frieda’s room, waiting for a response from within.“Come in!” Frieda said from inside the room. She was lounging in bed in a silk robe, she flipped through a magazine idly, looking as one who had no concerns in the world. She must really think she’s sold us on this act, he thought. She glanced up at him as he entered. “Is that mine?” Lucas held out the phone. “Yes Mrs Sinclair. This is your new device as requested. I hope it is to your satisfaction.” Frieda took the phone from Lucas without hesitation, running her fingers on the sleek black box. “I thought you’d forgotten, I was wondering what was taking so long but thank you.” Lucas gave her a smile. “I thought about what you’d like the most. It’s been set up with applications and all the other things you’d need. You can also transfer your old files from the cloud i

Frieda stood in front of the mirror, tilting her head as she studied herself in the mirror. She couldn’t have styled herself any simpler than this. She believed she had done a good job portraying Aria‘s dress sense. Her hair fit the picture she had seen of Aria, her outfit was a chic and casual sun dress she saw in the closet. The get up was not even a bit suspicious, it looked like one that showed she was just going out to enjoy her day. There was nothing that would make anyone in the house suspicious of her movements. She inhaled and exhaled before moving away from the mirror, She went down the staircase with a natural ease as if she hadn’t just spent the last few minutes rehearsing her lines. Alexander was in the lounging area of the house, casually sipping an espresso and looking through documents on his tablet. Frieda smiled sweetly as she approached Alexander. “Darling, I was thinking of going for a spa day today. I need some self care, I’ve not been relaxing much.”Alexande