Billionaire’s

Chapter 20

Two days had passed, and I had finally visited Dad in a house not far from the precinct. Two police officers stood guard outside, and when Dad saw me, be immediately embraced me

“My child,” Dad said with tears in his eyes as he held me tightly.

“Papa” I cried Tapa, are you okay?” I asked anxiously, looking at the wound on his side.

“Your Papa is strong, Lili, Dad said with a smile and patted his stomach. “I’m glad you can visit now. How is your mother, Lali? Is she here?”

“Mama isn’t here, Papa. Did Uncle Robert tell you what happened to Mama!”

We sat down on the couch, and I glanced around the room. It was a beautiful and spacious house. I would thank Davin

“What happened to your mother, Lili!” Worry replaced the expression on Dad’s face.

in later w

when I got home.

I noticed that Dad had lost weight and no longer had his former physique. It used to be that we could only visit him once a month, and I didn’t know why. So, for a month, 1 couldn’t see him because I was busy.

I took a deep breath and looked at my feet, unable to meet Dad’s gaze.

“Pa, Mama had an accident three weeks ago, I mid softly

“Lili, why didn’t you tell me? Is my wife okay?” Papa asked with concern, clutching his head. They’re responsible for this His voice was filled with

anger.

“Pa, what are you saying?” I asked in bewilderment. Mama is doing fine now. She’ll be discharged this Monday. She’s staying with Uncle Robert for a while before moving to a facility,” I replied.

“You don’t understand, Lili. That’s good to hear. Do you know that a lawyer is handling my case! He promised to get me released and clear my name,” Papa said excitedly, hope evident in his voice. “God is merciful, Lili. Soon, we’ll be together again.”

I stayed for an hour and had lunch with my father, savoring his favorite mechado that I had cooked. Although I didn’t want to leave, that was the extent of my visit with my father.

I visited my mother first, and even though I wanted to tell her what had happened to Papa, I didn’t want to worry her further. Once Mama fully recovered, we would visit Papa together.

When I returned home to the mansion, I waited for Davin to come home, but I fell asleep while waiting

Upon waking up. I asked Dayna, “Did Davin come home last night!

“No, Miss Dayna replied while opening the curtains.

“Why, 5

“I thought he came home last night. I fell asleep waiting. I just wanted to talk to him,” I explained,

1 see,” Dayna said and smiled broadly. “Miss, may I ask a question?”

“What is to”

“Are you Sir’s girlfriend?” she asked.

“No,” I replied, shaking my head.

“If you’re not his girlfriend…” she said, contemplating. “It means you’re his wife

I shook my head. “No. You see, I have a reason for being here,” I said, unsure of how to explain why I was here.

According to the contract, I was supposed to keep my surrogacy confidential. That was the only part of the contract that was between us.

“What is it. Mig?” she asked, full of curiosity.

“For work purposes, 1 quickly replied and headed to the bathroom.

“Are you leaving now, Miss?”

“No. I’ll leave tomorrow,” I replied and closed the door.

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my messages, but he hadn’t been active since he left.

After taking a shower and changing, I sat on the bed, I checked if Steven had replied to my

I wanted to know the real reason why his family was sending him home. Davin probably knew.

I went to my inbox and texted Davin if he was coming home later.

He replied immediately. “Why?”

“I just wanted to talk to you,” I replied

T be home later.

1 got up and went downstairs, heading straight for the kitchen. Ella was there, cleaning the countertops.

“Miss Damet, why are you here?” Ella asked when she saw me,

“I’m going to bake a chocolate cake,” I replied.

“Oh. I’ll get what you need.” Ella offered.

“No, I can handle it” I declined. “You don’t know where everything is

Ella fetched the items I needed and placed them on the table along with the necessary ingredients:

“Thank you.

“Why are you making a cake!” Ella asked, curious.

“This day is important because it’s Davin’s birthday.” I said with a smile. Abigail had told me that just the other day. But Davin doesn’t celebrate his birthday. Abigail didn’t tell me the reason for it.

Maybe he doesn’t have the time for ir.

“Sir’s birthday?” Ella exclaimed in surprise.

“You didn’t know?” I asked:

She shook her head and explained. “He never told me. I’ve been working for him for ten years, and we never knew that. Anyway, if you need anything, just let me know. Il be in the library cleaning

“Okay” I replied and started working.

Hours passed, and I finished making the cake, decorating it with white and chocolate icing. I also wrote ‘Happy Birthday Davin‘ on top of the

circular cake.

“It’s perfect!” I said s

I with joy and placed it in the fridge.

I cleaned the kitchen, and as I was washing dishes, Dayna arrived.

“Miss, I’ll take care of that,” she rushed over to me and took the sponge from my hand and the mixing bowl I was holding

“Oh, Dayna, I can handle this, I said, taking the sponge and the mixing bowl back. Just leave it to me. I don’t have much else to do around the house

“Bun Miss..” she wanted to make an excuse, but I cut her off.

“I’ll take care of it, just this once,” I said, and she nodded.

*T be the one to wipe these dry, Dayna insisted, grabbing a small towel

After finishing my task, Dayna accompanied me to the garden. I sat on the grass and gazed at the sky above, lost in thought.

My phone chimed with a message from Davin. “Tin here, in the office room”

Tquickly wood up. “Dayna, I’ll leave you here for a moment.

Wright, Miss

I went to the kitchen and retrieved the cake. I also grabbed the simple

I had bought earlier, it was was d

4:12 PM

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I walked towards his office room and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” he said in a tired voice.

Using one hand. I opened the door and pushed it with my

foot.

Davin greeted me, leaning back in his chair, his head resting on the top. He was wearing a white polo and pants.

“What are we going to talk about?” he asked, looking at me, his brow gradually furrowing. “What’s this for?” he added, noticing the cake,

“Happy birthday, Davin!” I cheerfully greeted him. “I baked a cake for you. It’s delicious. I know you don’t have time to celebrate your birthday, so

here it is”

I placed the round cake on his desk, smiling as I held up my gift. “And I have a present for you too.”