All Chapters of Execute The Billionaire In Disguise : Chapter 111
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CH ~ 00111 STRIKE ME
Byron clears his throat awkwardly, thinking of the right thing to say. Where in the world did that fucker go to? Before coming down here, he had gotten his men to give him the whereabouts of Dexter. He personally went to the Smiths residence but the building was empty, then he went to Wilson Group only to be told that their boss isn't in.His men were yet to give him a positive response. All they said is they couldn't find a trace of where he could have gotten to.It was as if he disappeared into thin air.No plane tickets, no cars, nothing. But he refused to get that answer, so he made sure they continued the search. And right now, he was waiting on them for something positive.Matter of fact, he's as clueless as Fibonacci. If he never got that call from his right hand man, he'd think Dexter was in his house or something.He swallowed hard, “Dexter is..”“Still alive?” Fibonacci tilts his head.Byron turned to look around as if cautious of something then he turned back to Fibonacci,
CH ~ 00112 SOMETHING FOR YOU
Byron froze, “I don't know how you found out about that, but that's not the point right now,” Of course he knows a powerful man like the Mafia will always have his way if he wants to get involved with anything or anyone, so he wasn't entirely surprised he knows he's involved with Fibonacci. The Professor’s mouth twitched. “You think he ran? Is that even possible?” he said. “You panic too much for a man you claim is beneath you. You think he can run and leave everything? That's not possible.”“Either that,” Byron said, “or someone made him gone.” He could not keep from glancing over his shoulder as if the sky itself might split and reveal the truth.He tried to mask it, but the man across from him saw everything. “I didn’t want this alliance,” Byron said quickly. “I had no choice. He..” His voice cracked, and he lowered it to a rasp. “He has my sons.”The Professor's gaze darkened, unreadable. “Go on.”Byron gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles whitened. “Fibonacci gave me
CH ~ 00113 SNITCH
“May I ask where he went?”He shook his head, “The boss doesn't tell us his whereabouts, ma'am.”Just then, her phone started ringing.She forced a smile as she walked away to pick her call.“Forgive me, Mr Ivan. But I lost him,” Sabrina spoke at the moment she answered the call. “Yes, I know.. I know… forgive me. It all happened so fast.”“Your eyes should never leave his side! How could you be so careless on a job as critical as this?” “I'll call and ask to know where he is. Don't worry.. And Ivan,” She pouted, “Could you please keep this between you and I? The boss might have my head if he finds out,” She pleaded.“That's on you, not me. Keeping it between you and I depends on you. If it's not fixed, then you know who I pledge my loyalty to,” Ivan replied and ended the call immediately.Sabrina inhaled deeply, trying to suppress the heavy feeling in her chest.Damn it! Her eyes were on Byron the whole time, how could she miss him in less than 5 minutes? “Where the fuck did you go
CH ~ 00114 ROY'S FLIGHT
As soon as Byron arrived at his suite, a bodyguard whispered in his ears then he asked, “Where is she?” “She didn't say,” he replied. “Call her. Have her come down here.” “On it, boss.” Before Byron could walk inside, he heard his bodyguard's voice, “It's switching to voicemail, boss.” “Alright. She'll come around,” Then get turned to Bruno, “Come with me.” Bruno nodded and followed his boss in then the door was shut. “In all my conversations with Roy. One thing stood out,” He stated as he began smoking. “What is that, sir?” Bruno asked, lowering his head. “He said how about the other workers? You see… one thing about me, I don't put all my eggs in one basket…” He sat up, “So far, it seems they all disappeared along with their boss, but I saw Ms. Rodriguez in the company the day I went to look for that corny nephew of mine,” “What do you suggest, boss?” Bruno asked. “When I said I don't put my eggs in one basket, this is what I mean. While we wait for our boy, R
CH ~ 00115 SELL A LIE
Roy’s brows knitted together, and for a moment he couldn’t speak. His mind replayed every detail of the encounter, every smug look on Byron’s face, every word and moment.The realization crept in slowly but mercilessly.“They took it,” he muttered, his voice hollow, almost to himself. “It was his men.”Bella’s tears streamed freely now, her palm pressed hard against the glass. “Roy, if they’re willing to use Isabella’s life against you, then this is no longer a threat. This is an order. And if you don’t do as he wants..” Her gaze flicked to their daughter, sleeping soundly against his chest, her tiny fist curled around his shirt. “.. we will lose our only child.”“You don't understand, Bella,” He sighed.“Understand what? That you can't sacrifice your boss to save your child? She's all we have! Do you love that job more than her? Or is it your boss? Are you in love with him?!” She frowned deeply.“No.. no.. what?” Roy raised a confused brow, “That's not it.. Firstly, I don't think I c
CH ~ 00116 THE ENEMY
Two days went by and there has been no hospital in the whole of Chicago that Roy didn't visit. No amount of pleads gave him the slightest bit of consideration. These past few days, he only got to realise the kind of power the Wilson's had in society and the country at large. Some doctors turned him down the moment they heard his name, saw his daughter's image on the screen, while some didn't allow him inside the hospital as a whole. It was as if his picture and his daughter's medical records were banned or something.The hospitals he managed to get access to, all he saw in the doctors eyes was fear… fear of getting involved in something they knew nothing of. Roy didn't need a soothsayer to know that Mr. Byron had manipulated his way into the doctor's heads, planting fear and threats in their organisation. Perhaps he underestimated the warnings he got that day.“Daddy, I want mummy,” Isabella cried as she threw up for the 6th time in one day.Her words snapped him back to reality, th
CH ~ 00117 BAIT
The ventilator beeped steadily in the dim hospital room, its rhythm cutting through the heavy silence. Isabella lay small and fragile on the bed, her tiny chest rising and falling under the machine’s aid. Tubes and wires surrounded her like a cruel cage, her face pale against the white sheets.Byron stood near the window, his hands in his pockets, gaze calm but sharp as he watched the child from the corner of his eye. He wasn’t a man easily moved, but even he let his glance linger longer than usual before shifting back to the restless figure pacing at her bedside.Roy’s hands raked through his hair. His shoulders twitched with every beep of the machine. His voice was rough, almost pleading. “Promise me she will be okay.”Byron’s face betrayed nothing, his voice flat as steel. “Your wife was released an hour ago. She’ll be here soon.”Roy’s head snapped toward him, relief and doubt colliding in his eyes. “But Isabella—promise me..”Byron cut him off, his tone colder this time. “Just ho
CH ~ 00118 TRAPPED
The hotel lobby hummed with low chatter and the occasional clink of glasses. Byron strode straight to the reception counter, his presence alone enough to draw wary glances from the staff.He stood in front of receptionist and dropped a photograph on the desk—a crisp print of Dexter.“Have this man checked in?” His tone was sharp, leaving no room for pleasantries.The receptionist leaned forward, squinting at the picture, then shook her head quickly. “No, sir. Haven’t seen him.”Byron’s eyes narrowed. He slid another photo across the counter—this one of Amaya.The woman’s expression shifted. A nervous flicker.. “She… she checked in earlier. Room 203.”Byron gave a small, cold smile, scooping the photos back. “Good.”He turned to leave and nearly collided with someone stepping into the lobby. "Sabrina?" He muttered.She brushed past, shoe tapping softly against the polished floor. Byron stiffened, jaw tightening as he watched her glide toward the elevators. What the hell is she doing h
CH ~ 00119 PERSISTENT
Byron’s gaze didn’t waver. “I know you do. And like I said, I know everything. So speak.”Amaya narrowed her eyes, her voice dripping sarcasm despite her shaking body. “Everything? If you know everything, then why the hell do you need me to remind you?”Byron laughed, low and dark, a sound that made her skin crawl. “Cute. About your boyfriend. Tell me where the fuck he is—or you’ll be sorry.”Her breath hitched. “I don’t have a boyfriend! If you’re looking for your nephew, I’m not his keeper. If you’re that desperate to have him, why don’t you go look for him yourself?!”Byron’s eyes flared. “Not while you two are inseparable. I’ve never seen you without him. Don’t lie to me. He wouldn’t vanish without telling you where he was going.”“He has a wife!” Amaya shot back, fury rising through her fear. “Our relationship isn’t what you think. I haven’t heard from him. Why would he tell me? I’m his business partner, not his mistress!”The word spat from her lips like venom.Byron sneered. “I
CH ~ 00120 AMAYA
At Dexter's residence, he looked down at his watch and noticed it was past the time he and Amaya were supposed to meet. It's now 4 pm instead of the 2pm they scheduled. Even though Ivan told him Ms. Rodriguez was busy, she knows how important this is, and they can't afford to reschedule this.. It will ruin everything they've been planning.Ashanti was reading the magazines when he kissed her forehead and grabbed his jacket.“Living already?” She asked.“Yes.”“I thought you had to wait for her call before anything else.” Dexter sighed. She was right. That was their rule. No calls from her, he doesn't leave. But he guess he can say things were different? If Ivan confirmed that she was okay and only busy with work, it's only right for him to go to their usual spot and wait for her. “Before I get there I'm sure she will call.” Dexter explained.“I don't have a good feeling about this,” Ashanti tells him, “Honestly, you don't even need that. We've got everything we want.” “We talked a