The Hated Daughter & The Billionaire

began to beat very fast as I kept looking around the estate that was su

The middle-aged man asked a

es and fixed his gaze on me. I became uncomfor

to my clutch bag and brought out the white envelope that was sealed wi

in that garden," he said pointing at a beautiful garden

d at and we alighted. Fear gripped me, but the

oned. The logistics officer

him that we are he

man said and walked away. Lucio held my hand as we walked down to the garden. I wa

design. It complemented French chateaus and country homes with some elements that blended bea

he garden was laid with cobblestones and concrete. The beautiful

edging hedge. There was lavender and rosemary. There w

io sat on one of the garden chairs with worries clearly written on his fac

Lucio asked, calling m

..never mind," I said when I remembered ho

Lucio asked. I bit my lo

t did Valencia do?" L

I said, fixing my eyes on a chopper that wa

a tall building. The building was the tallest on the estate a

stics officer who said he would call our attention. I dozed off after a few

oulder. I opened my eyes and looked down at my wristwatch. I

of us. He was not saying anything. Apparently, he ha

t?" I whispered i

nding before us said. I exchanged glances with

with her?" L

's the instruction, sir," the young man whose

e," I said, shaking my head. The you

wait!" Lucio cal

suspicious movement," Lucio whispered into my ears

and a stylus pen mounted close to the elevator. The man that was leading me took the stylu

at he just did. I took the pen and wrote 'Kayla

he invited y

d wrote 'Valencia Dias'. The elevator opened and we entered. The

walk down the hallway. A wall at the extreme of the hallway opened when it detected motion. The young man stepped aside and urged me to go in.

you want to leave here with your head on your shoulder, ple

, looking very determined. I moved close

hen I stepped on a red mark. I ran b

Michael asked. I shook my head, still br

id, pointing at silver vaults that were beside u

the alarm will go off

calling Michael to help me out of the room, but I was not heard. I hit my clenched fists on the wall until they began to ache, yet no one came to my rescue. I ha

hree men and a lady began to walk in. The two men were in black suits while the tall one among them wore tight denim and a white t-shirt. I haven't met Andres, so I couldn't identify him among the men. However, I not

rful with a powerful set of shoulders and compelling blue eyes. His profile which spoke of

me in with them sat on his lap and fixed her gaze on me too. I lowered my gaze in shame, wishing I