Chapter 227
Within thirty minutes, his men returned with a comprehensive file on Ava Davis.
Alexander’s handsome features hardened as he reviewed the information, a dangerous glint appearing in his eyes.
Locate this Ava,‘ he ordered, his voice cold with determination. “I think it’s time we had a little chat.”
After her failed attempt to extort money from Sophia, Ava hadn’t given up.
She decided to stake out the Harding Estate, hoping to encounter Sophia’s husband and reveal everything she knew about Sophia’s past.
Ava was just approaching the exclusive neighborhood when a black SUV pulled up alongside her. Before she could react, four men emerged and surrounded her.
What happened next was so swift that she barely had time to react–a series of precise strikes that left her in significant pain but without visible injuries.
By the time she regained her senses, the men had already returned to their vehicle and driven away, leaving only a cloud of exhaust fumes.
Ava clutched her side, wincing from the intense pain radiating through her body.
Those bastards knew exactly where to hit to cause maximum pain without leaving evidence.
She had no idea who had sent them or why, but one thing was clear–someone powerful didn’t appreciate her actions.
18
It was a busy workday, and I rushed to Billy’s kindergarten immediately after my shift ended. I’d been delayed by an emergency case.
As I approached the school, I spotted Henry’s car parked at the curb. The rear window was rolled down, and I could see Billy and Henry sitting together in the backseat, apparently deep in conversation.
Henry noticed me first. He gently patted Billy’s head and gestured in my direction with a slight nod. Billy turned, his face lighting up with delight when he spotted me.
“Mommy!” he called out. “Why are you late today?“”
Billy had grown accustomed to me picking him up every day. When I hadn’t shown up on time, he must have thought I wasn’t coming at all. Now, seeing me approach, he pressed his small face against the window, waving his little arms excitedly.
“Mommy, I’m over here!”
My brow furrowed as I realized my son was in Henry’s car. What was this man doing here? Was he trying to take Billy away from me?
“Who gave you permission to pick up Billy?” I demanded sharply.
Henry’s response caught me off guard–instead of his usual coldness, his eyes softened, almost glowing with warmth as he looked at me. “You were late from work. I was worried Billy might feel scared waiting alone at the kindergarten, so I came to get him.”
Though Billy wasn’t particularly fond of his father, he stuck to the facts: “That’s right! Mommy came late today. I was almost the last kid left in class.
Hearing my son’s confirmation, I realized I had misunderstood Henry.
My expression became slightly more calm. I decided to ignore Henry completely, focusing my attention solely on Billy. ‘Sweetheart, come to Mommy. It’s time to go home.”
Before Billy could move, Henry placed a restraining hand on our son’s shoulder, keeping him in the car.
Billy mentioned he wants fish for dinner, Henry said, his voice unusually gentle. “I know a restaurant that serves excellent fish. Why don’t we go together?”
It was obvious that Henry could sense my aversion to him, my reluctance to even speak to him directly.
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His eyes pleaded in a way I had never seen before.
Billy immediately cheered at the suggestion: “Yay!”
I frowned, looking at my son sitting happily in his father’s car, my displeasure evident. “Billy,” I said sternly, “what have I always taught you?
I shook my head in disapproval. ‘How can you so easily accept someone’s temptation?”
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