TWIN'S FOR BILLIONAIRE REDFORD: MUMMY, DADDY LOVES YOU

Chapter Meeting Her Ex-Fiance Again



Amy and Elena couldn't believe what they heard. Amy's heart was pounding so hard, she was sure Redford had told his grandmother about her kids and now she wants them to come see her? "He has a grandma? Amy asked Elena and she nodded slightly.

"I just checked it online right now and he said she has been the one to take care of him since he lost his parents." Elena said.

"So what do you intend me to do now? Run away? What exactly?

"Run away? Elena gasped "For what exactly? You have to go to see her, maybe Redford had told everything. Just go and know why you have been invited."

"I can do that, my kids' lives are in danger, anything can happen you know right?"

"Exactly, you have to remember the time the doctor gave you, Redford is really the only one that can help. You have to listen to me as a friend." Elena still continued to make her see reasons with her Just as they were talking about the invitation they had gotten, Amy mobile vibrated evidence of a message coming in.

It was indeed an Email of an estate location, that was when reality dawned on her that the old woman meant business.

Life is really horrible, we try to overcome challenges and move on but more are awaiting us. But we have to be strong.

"This is exactly a location closer to Redford estate, but not really close." Elena observed as she held Amy's phone still rereading the address.

"That means they don't leave together and this will be the reason I might want to honor the invitation." Amy said almost incoherently...

"That will be okay, but you still have to be careful and you have to reconsider Redford as his kid donor please honey." Elena said and furrowed her eyebrows, giving a pleading eyes to Amy.

Amy was staring at her, but was completely lost in thought. She didn't even comprehend what Elena had just said.

Whirls of thoughts and reasons why the woman wanted to see her kids were alarming. But still yet she had to go.

It was by 4:00 PM the old woman had asked her to be there.

Amy took her kids home after Elena might have given her and given her some advice. Her house was not really far from Elena's house.

The next morning, Amy was happy that she was not going to the movie industry for she had nothing to perform.

The children had already gone to school, for one reason she couldn't fathom she was happy she was going to meet Redford grandmother.

So after her morning breakfast, she told the maid to make sure the kids are fully prepared after coming back from school.

She was going to a nearby boutique and a salon. She wanted to buy a good outfit for herself.

"I will make sure I look so good, she will be taken in by my charm." Amy said as she left her house for the saloon.

She had enough beautiful and sexy outfits. I'm her wardrobe but she was going for a brand new and expensive one.

But why? She had made it clear that she doesn't want to be with Redford.

Amy came out of her building and entered a cab, she was heading to the boutique at first.

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She was wearing a hoodie and black trousers that made her curve visible enough that it would make even a married man go crazy.

"Hello ma'am, what do you need? The sales girl asked Amy who had been unable to pick even a cloth for more than thirty minutes since she entered.

"I want a perfect dress for myself, something really nice." Amy said smiling so hard, she couldn't wait to meet Redford grandmother.

Though, she still had doubts in her mind while exactly she wanted to see him.

Just as the sales girl had pointed to where Amy can get a perfect dress for herself. Amy was surprised that she really got a good one in less than five minutes.

Just as she was jumping and gumming the dress closer to her body and was really admiring it. She bumped into a tall dark looking man, his body was so hard like a rock and his smell was familiar. She stumbled and before she could fall to the floor, he had held her and this made chill run down her spine.

Kryan, Amy's ex-fiance had come to get a dress for Cassy, they were going to a ceremony and Cassy had told him what she wanted.

Kryan and Cassy were engaged for so long now, but haven't gotten married due to the fact that he was ready.

But that was indeed a lie, he couldn't move on since that day Amy was chased out of the mention. He had been trying to get her out of his mind but it really seems impossible.

Today, he was going to get his fiance a cloth she had ordered him to get, he was more of an errand boy than a husband.

He wasn't really in love with Cassy, but he did everything to make the relationship work.

Kryan could believe he was holding a fine beautiful young lady that had a familiar smell like his ex fiance.

He held her so tight, that the woman had closed her eyes tightly, the cloth in her hands covered her face and she was trying to get them off.

"Who is indeed this woman that makes my heart skip this much? Kryan thought he helped the young lady get rid of the cloth covering her face.

But still her eyes were tightly closed.

"Amy Cartel? My ex fiance? Kryan whispered incoherently immediately he could see her face.

He was still holding her in his hands, unsure of if he was really seeing Amy, he scratched his eyes in bewilderment.

Amy had closed her eyes so tight, she had expected to be on the floor right now, but the man holding her made his Impossible, coupled with his scent that filled her nose she was sure they have met But who was it? She thought as she heard the man let out a mumble her brain couldn't really process.

She reluctantly opened her eyes to thank the stranger who had helped her. But when she opened her eyes she was shocked by whom she saw.

"Kryan! She screamed his name immediately, their eyes locked and flinched from his arm.

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