Taken By The Arrogant Billionaire

THIRTY MINUTES AGO

Sandy drove on the highway, whistling in happiness as she took in a deep breath of fresh air. It was good to be alone. Maybe not completely alone. She rubbed her big belly.

“Do you feel that too?”

Her reply was a gentle kick. She smiled.

Her plan was to go to Valerie’s place, but it was a weekday so she would not be around. That was a problem because she still had her key with her. So she changed her plan a little and drove to a supermarket to get some groceries before heading to Valerie’s.

On her way there, she suddenly wondered why Dylan let her out alone. She had too happy to think about it. Was he trying to make it up to her, seeing how upset she was yesterday? She doubted it. He always lectured her on how her safety was the priority. She felt like he was preventing her from seeing. Then she remembered the call. Yes! The call! Someone had called him last night, and he was telling someone to come over. He’ll send a car to come get the person. She gripped the wheel tightly.

“Impossible” she shook her head, trying to get bad thought. There was no way he would have a mistress. But, men are still men. He was desperate to get her out of the house so he could have time for his mistress that he even agreed to her no-driver and no-bodyguard condition. He didn’t even go to work!

Her grip on the wheel tightened even more, and she made a U-turn and went back to the house.

She barged into the living room and met no one there. She furrowed her brows before looking upstairs towards the room. Usually in movies, a cheating husband is usually caught on the matrimonial bed. Her hand shook, and she thought maybe this was a bad idea. Dylan could not do that. Her legs worked on their own and stopped at the door of the room. She turned the knob, yanking it open.

The room was empty. She sighed in utter relief. She turned back and saw one of the servants carrying a tray containing two wine glasses and a bottle.

“Hey there! Where are you taking this to?”

“To Mr president’s study, Madam. For him and his guest”

“He has a guest?”

“Yes madam”

Sandy furrowed her brows. “Give me that. I’ll take it to him”

She dismissed the girl and walked towards his study. She stopped before the door, placing her ear on it.

“I was so confused when it happened that I didn’t know what to do”

That was her mother’s voice. She smiled in happiness and was about to go in but paused. What was she doing here? Why didn’t she tell her she was coming? And what had happened? Her mother continued.

“Don’t tell Sandy about it. I don’t think it’s safe in her condition”

Sandy was getting scared. Was it so serious? She could not wait any longer and opened the door slowly. They were so engrossed in their conversation that none of them saw her.

“She would be so devastated to hear about her father’s death. Promise me you won’t tell her”

Dylan nodded. “I won’t”

Sandy felt her heart squeezed. Her dad was…….. was dead?

The tray in her hand fell, and the two people in the room turned to her.

She clutched her chest as Dylan ran to her.

“Sandy! Are you okay?”

“Don’t touch me! Just don’t”

She turned around and ran out. But no matter how much she ran, she was still no match for his long legs.

“Look I know you are hurt and in shock, but-”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Stop following me! Please. Just leave me alone” She got into the car and drove off.

His mother-in-law was still in the house, and he could not keep her waiting. Nothing was going to happen to Sandy. He had people watch her to make sure she’s safe.

Sandy’s mother was already in the living room when he returned. She looked behind him worriedly.

“Where is she?”

“She left”

“What do you mean she left?”

“She probably doesn’t want to see me now. But I’ll bring her back, don’t worry”

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Valerie returned exhausted and weak. She sluggishly unlocked the door and trudged in. Her eyes were almost closed by the time she staggered into her room. She threw her bag and fell on the bed, moaning in delight. In her subconsciousness, she swung her arm to the other side of the bed. Her hand hit something, and she furrowed her brow and turned in her drowsy state, only to see a heap under the blanket.

Wasn’t that….. a person?

She suddenly screamed. “Aaaahhhhh!” She flew out of bed, picking an umbrella and raising it. “Who are you and what are you doing in my house?”

“Ugh! It’s me, Sandy”

“Sandy?” Sandy sat up and Valerie slowly dropped the item in her hand while trying to steady her heartbeat.

“You scared me. How did you get in?”

“I still have my key”

“Right” Valerie raised a brow at Sandy.

“What is it?”

“Mrs Smith, Why are you here? Does Mr president know you are here?”

“Oh, please. I don’t care if he knows or not”

“Did you two fight?”

Sandy shook her head. “Technically, I’m the one fighting him. You see, my dad passed away”

“What! Uncle is dead? When?”

“I don’t know, and I don’t want to talk about it”

“What does this have to do with Dylan?”

“He didn’t tell me. He promised my mum he wouldn’t. I’m his daughter, I have a right to know”

“You are right, but they’re just worried”

“I’m not some fragile doll that could break anytime. I feel less connected to him because he never really cared and dragged the family into his mess, but he is still my father. I should know if something happens to him”

“Okay. You are getting worked up. You should get some rest”

“I lost sleep. Let’s go downstairs. I made you dinner”

“Awww. That’s so sweet.”

They sat at the table as Sadie rushed at Valerie, rubbing itself against her legs.

“Who is this cute little thing?”

“Meet Sadie. My new pet”

“I see you got a puppy finally”

“How long have you been here?”

“Since afternoon”

“And he didn’t come look for you? He probably knows you’re here. He cares too much to not look for you after so long”

Sandy suddenly went quiet.

“Are you okay?”

“Do you think my reason his baseless?”

“Of course not. You have every right to be mad”

“I’ve been mad at him a lot of times recently. Especially when I see him with that foxy princess”

Valerie chuckled. “Who’s that?”

“The family’s acquaintance, who is apparently a princess and goes by the name, Amelia. She is always around Dylan, always wanting to strike a conversation with him, and I- What? Why are you staring at me?”

“You are jealous”

“I definitely am not”

“Uh-uh. I don’t believe that. You like him”

“I don’t!”

“Well, that the only thing that explains why you are jealous”

“I’m not jealous. I just… just” she groaned in frustration when she could not find an excuse or reason.

“See that?”

The doorbell rang. They shared a look.

“Maybe he has come to look for you after all” Valerie squealed. Sandy had a look of indifference, but Valerie knew deep down that she hoped it was true.

However, the smile disappeared from her eyes when she opened the door. It wasn’t Dylan.