Semua Bab A Contractual Affair: Falling For The Billionaire's Step son: Bab 61 - Bab 70

CALVIN'S POV “You missed what?" I grumbled on the phone and screamed at the top of my lungs as I received bad news from two of my men that I sent to kill Trump's only daughter, Theresa."Yes, boss, we shot at her, but it didn't work out as planned. Instead, a man, a waiter, I think, took the bullet," Moses explained, trying to apologize for their mistake.I was intense with anger, confused and furious. "How did you? I asked and pushed the bitch in front of me sideways, not minding if she hit her legs or head on the armpit object.“And you have the nerve to call me and give me this bad news? You missed your target! You'd better override your brain before I override it for you!"My voice was laced with anger and ash. "I'm interested in killing her. No one can go scot-free if you ask me.I reminisced on what I did to myself on the day I gave my goods to that stupid Trump, who intended to sell them and give me back my interest. Unfortunately, he received my goods and never returned my in

MARK'S POVThe three of us were seated in a cozy, curved section of the plane, with a low console table in front of us. The table held our drinks, snacks, and personal belongings, keeping everything within easy reach.I sat in a window seat, with Juliet beside me in the middle seat, and Camara occupied the aisle seat, giving plenty of room to stretch out and relax during the flight.As the plane got ready to soar through the skies, Juliet, Camara, and I chatted, laughed, and enjoyed each other's company, feeling grateful for the opportunity to travel and escape London Docklands in warm peace.“Your beauty glows every day, Juliet," I whispered to Juliet, and she chuckled and smiled. “Thanks, Mark, you aren't bad yourself," she responded, her voice laced with joy.“Nice to meet you again, Miss Juliet," I said teasingly, and she smiled.Camara wasn't bothered by our gestures; she had her headphones on, busy pressing her phone, displaying the ever-green song of her favorite female artist

LORENZO'S POV “Juliet escaped!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I received the bad news at the receiving end.“Malcom, I'm happy to inform you that you're fucking crazy,” I stated, my voice audible and menacing."What insolence! You have the audacity to call me again, that you missed the target? I told you to get Juliet; that was your chance, and now she escaped.” My heart remained heated by their failure.My mind began to play tricks on me: “George has the development boldness to call me again and tell me that he has Diana, my blood sister, captive. “He owes me!" I blurted out to Malcolm on the phone as he tried to explain what really went wrong at the airport, but I didn't care. Even as my voice struggles to get above the beautiful music being played in the club as I await Calvin, who had booked an appointment with me that last week,“I think he will be my best option for getting Juliet; after all, he is Jones’s brother, and Juliet never knew him. I think he will be the be

DIANA'S POV As I was dragged into the cozy room. My eyes glanced at George and his two men standing upright behind him, dressed in white and black trousers, both heavily loaded with short guns.George was sitting on a wooden chair with his legs crossed over each other, and he held a gun on a wooden table in front of him. While he continued to chuckle and smile, he said, "Oh, see who cares to join us."After a few minutes, he teased me, "What took you so long?" as I was being dragged like a lab rat towards a chair in front of him. “Sit right here." I was forcefully seated on the wooden chair in front of him, making me gaze directly at his eyes. I nearly felt like slapping his face, but my two hands were rendered useless in shackles, and I couldn't lift a finger on him, leaving me to only use my mouth to defend myself."Diana, Diana, Diana, the eyes of Lorenzo are here; you look so much alike," he jokingly spoke, and I was met with a wrong impression about him."You are such a betraye

MIA'S POV Mia, I'm going to get you, and I promise if I lay my hands on you, you will be dead in just a few seconds, just like your sister." Mr. George's threats still send shivers down my spine; everything I reminisced about the day he called me. My life was at stake, and not only mine, but Angel's life was also in danger. “I was sure Tracy would never forgive me if anything happened to her daughter.” I thought deeply.My heart ponders trying my best, even if it was just to save Angel and leave me dead. She had to live and survive in this world. I didn't have any other option. I needed to find Mr. Mark by myself. He was my only hope, the only person I could trust to help me find Juliet, who could unlock the flash drive.If I could lock Mr. George away before he found me, then I would be on top of the world. "Tracy, I will run this," I whispered to myself as I walked by the pedestrian way through the highway, waiting for a car.I decided to call Mr. Mark before going anywhere. Afte