Chapter 22
Ben and Sheila tried to hide the smile on their faces as they heard what their father said. They won't even need to lift a finger as their father has enough connections to severely punish her.
But the problem now is that where is she? It's like she disappeared completely. Ever since that day that she came to that apartment, Ben hasn't receive any news from his men about her again. He looked at his father's angry face and thought that perhaps he can use his father's connections to find out where the b*tch is hiding once and for all.
"Dad, there's no point trying to call her to come over cause I already tried but she has moved out of her apartment," Ben said with a fake sad look on his face. "Where could she have gone and why?," their father asked.
"Maybe she already figured out that you would later find out that's why she fled in fear," Sheila answered looking at her newly polished nails.
"No matter where she ran to, I'll bring her back and teach her a lesson she will never forget... Ben get my phone!," Mr Winston's ordered.
Ben hurriedly stood up, as soon as he turned around he smiled. She'll pay for what she did to Alice that day. Hmm... Now I'm confused, what is he talking about?
He went out and soon came back with an expensive phone brand. Mr Winston called someone and informed the person to track his runaway daughter whereabouts.
As soon as he ended the call, he informed Sheila, "Send a message to Aiden. Ask him to come with his parents tonight for dinner."
Sheila was happy at first but then she remembered that Aiden is still mad at her so she shook her head and told her father, "Dad he won't answer me. He's mad at me cause Sharon lied to him that I called her names."
Mr Winsford was even more infuriated when he heard her words. Why will that stupid boy choose to believe his slutty, lying fiancee over the mother of his unborn child?
God! I'm shaking my head right now. Seriously, this family stupidity is at its peak. Anything the vixen say, they just believe it like the fools they are.
"I'll send a message to him right away. I'm sure he won't dare to ignore and defy my message," Mr Winsford said as he typed quickly on his phone, probably sending a message to Aiden.
Ben and Sheila looked at each other and smiled again. Each one with different wicked thoughts in mind.
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The continuous sounds of a phone ringing broke the silence in the luxurious looking room and woke Aiden. He yawned as he slowly opened his eyes. But then he shut it back again as the sharp sun rays pricked them. After few minutes, he finally opened his eyes and sat up on his bed.
Looking around, he wondered how he got his house and his room. He clearly remembered drinking to a stupor last night in his office so how did he get home?
His phone rang again reminding him of what woke him up. He walked to his bedside drawer and took his phone.
He quickly picked the call without even checking the caller. "Hello sir, are you alright now? You seemed pretty drunk last night. I made some hangover soup and put it in the fridge," a sweet voice spoke through the phone.
The sweetness momentarily froze the cells in Aiden's brain. He removed the phone from his ear and checked the caller. But the phone is displaying unknown, unsaved number.
He put the phone closer to his ear and asked in a sleep-filled voice, "Who is this?"
"Sir, I'm Janiece. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your newly employed secretary," she answered with the same sweet tone.
"Was I rude to you last night? Did I do anything inappropriate to you?," Aiden asked with a little bit of concern. He doesn't trust his druken self. He doesn't want to put any other lady in Sheila's condition and have double problems. Janiece was a little bit surprise to hear her boss words. He doesn't sound like the cold-hearted CEO her colleagues painted him to be. Is it that the alcohol is still affecting him?
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"No sir, not at all. I should actually be apologizing for intruding into your office. I only wanted to drop some files when I met you in that terrible druken state. With the help of your driver, I was able to get you home safely," Janiece replied with a smile in her voice.
Aiden sighed in relief and let out a deep breathe. He momentarily frowned as he thought of how his breathe stinks of alcohol.
"Sir, so are you okay now? Have you eaten the soup yet? I hope it was up to your taste because I'm actually mediocre when it comes to cooking," she chattered and Aiden smiled a little.
She sounds worried. "Don't worry, I haven't tasted it yet and when I do, I won't complain. And kindly inform the head secretary that I won't be coming to office today," he said.
"Okay sir. Have a nice day sir," Janiece nodded even though he can't see her, then she cut the call. Aiden chuckled and was about to drop his phone when he noticed series of messages on his phone.
He ignored it thinking it's from Sheila and then went to the bathroom to take his bath. It was only after he had eaten the hangover soup that he checked the messages.
He was pretty surprised that none is from Sheila. The first few ones were reports about his business progress. It was the last one that caught his eye.
He looked at the boldly written name, Mr WINSTON. He couldn't hold his curiosity so he checked the message. Immediately he read the message, his facial expression changed. His happy mood completely destroyed.
Why does that man want him and his parents to come over? He seriously hoped Sheila hadn't say or done anything. Nevertheless, he picked up his phone and sent a voice message to his parents informing them the time and venue. Once he was done, he checked his mail to see if his private investigator sent anything but no... No reports... No replies.
He sighed and walked around his bachelor pad. Where the heck are you Sharon?
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Jasper frowned in his sleep feeling displeased at the annoying thing holding on tight to him almost choking him. He tried to shake off the annoying thing disturbing his sleep but he ended up making it hug him even more tightly.
He groaned and finally opened his eyes. That's when he realized and remembered that what he has been referring to as a thing is actually Sharon.
He chuckled when he noticed that their current position is even more worse and dangerously close than last night. Now she's not almost on top of him, she is already on top of him.
Her whole body weight on him. No wonder he felt suffocated. Even though she's not as fat as he thought she was before but she still has weight.
He waited for a while to check if she's still shivering but no sign of cold anymore. Her breathing pace is now back to normal. He then tried to push her off him but do you wanna know what she did?
She grumbled in her sleep and refused to get off him. He tried pushing her away again but she clung onto him.
He wanted to try again but Lena's voice stopped him," Brother let sister in-law enjoy for a little while." When did she get in? How come he didn't hear the door sound?
He glared at her and silently thanked God that a duvet is covering their nakedness. Can't she knock before entering?
"Brother, you took off your boxers, didn't you?," Lena asked with a mischievous smile. Jasper didn't reply as he tried to hide the embarrassed blush on his face. Lena smiled and baby Tia giggled as if she understood what was going on. "Baby... Daddy and mommy are having fun. Should we leave them alone?," Lena asked, cooing at Tia.
Jasper looked up as soon as he heard Tia babbling. "She didn't cry. That's quite suprising," he said as he balanced Sharon well in a way that won't make her neck hurt.
Since she has refused to let him go, she might as well enjoy her stay. "Yes, I found some frozen breastmilk in the fridge so I prepared it for her," Lena replied.
Jasper's facial expression changed. Eww! Frozen breastmilk. Well babies take anything. But gross... Tia actually accepted the frozen breastmilk. Hasn't it spoilt? Why does this naughty baby has such a weird taste?.