Raymond's POVThe days go by, and I wonder why the man still hasn't brought his daughter to me. Who said I needed anything to do with him? The person I am so much interested in is Grace. I don't care about him. I looked at my phone, he hadn't called, nor had he informed any of my guards to reach me for any information. “What's Marcus still doing?” I called to ask the men who stood as guards to Marcus.“It seems the daughter is refusing to pay her father a visit or even talk to her. He has tried to call her to visit her, but she didn't pick up” “Hm…” Was Marcus also a useless thing that I could not make use of? To get his daughter to me, he is still finding it hard to do so. “Go and give him that box of money. Call me when you give it to him” I said to my men before hanging up.Marcus would do anything for money, all I need to do now is show him some. The figure isn't playing well in his head, if he sees the money, he won't have any other choice than to do what he has to do to bri

Grace's POV“Are you sure you want to go and see him? I can easily just pass a message across that you're fine and there's no need to worry about you. Vincent could go, or Adrianna. You don't have to stress yourself, babe” and this was the one hundred times Davis was asking me this question. As much as I really do not want to see that man's face, I just have to. I needed to know where he had been and his reason for leaving all these years. It's been three days since we started having this discussion, and he hasn't stopped asking if I was really interested in going. Before Harry and Catherine left for the U.K., Harry had instructed Davis to be very protective of me, especially now that I was pregnant. I don't know how I would explain to the men that I don't even feel pregnant at all. Davis was protective, that was for sure, but now that Harry had said so, it got worse. He doesn't take his eyes off me and doesn't allow me to leave the house. And that's one important reason he isn't l

Grace's POV“Where is Caroline? I asked you to come with her” The smile on my face shifted into an emotionless face. No matter how many years have passed, the pain remains. And somehow I still blamed Father for what happened that night too. He had children, and he abandoned them for so many years. He doesn't even deserve my audience. “Aren't we going to order something?” I asked him, ignoring his question. It wasn't like I wasn't going to answer the question, but I was hungry already. The man was dressed like a billionaire, he should be able to order one or two foods for his pregnant daughter, shouldn't he?“I can pay for your meals, but your so-called husband will have to pay for his own food” “Are you sure?” I asked Father. Davis's hand tightened, but he didn't say a word. He has been holding it down for me since I asked him to stop talking.“I eat a lot and my husband, doesn't” I explained to my father, but he didn't look like he cared as he stood on his word “Like I said, I d

Davis's POV“Fuck!” I rushed out of the bathroom, especially after seeing the window broken. They had come in through the window, but how the fuck did that happen? The restaurant is heavily guarded by security men. Before I rushed out of the bathroom, I was already dialing Vincent's phone number, “Don,” he picked up at the first ring“Grace has been taken” “Fuck!” The man cursed under his breath. I could already tell that he was in a meeting because he said, “Meeting adjourned” Few seconds later, he asked, “What happened?” I was about to tell him all that happened when I noticed that Grace's father was no longer in the restaurant. I looked from the chair I had left him and looked around the restaurant, but he was nowhere to be found. “Where is the man who was seated there with me a while ago?” I asked one of the waitresses who was walking passed me. “He paid and left,” the lady replied. And my eyes darkened as my hand clenched on the phone, causing it to crack on my ear. “Fu

Davis's POV“Find the fucking bastard. All that concerns him, burn them down!” “Wouldn't that put Grace's life at risk?” Jack asked as Vincent and I made our way to Raymond's Mansion.“What should I do? Wait for him to call me?” I asked, pissed that Jack just couldn't do anything. According to him, he has searched, but he has no clue how to get to Grace. If only I had fucking forced her to wear the ring from the house and not pamper her. Now, we have no idea where she might be. “Maybe we should call instead. Grace is with him, Davis, we can't act rashly” My eyes turned teary as I bowed my head, wondering what to do. This was all my fucking fault. I shouldn't have let her leave the house. She was safe and secured there, but just one day she stepped out, and Raymond grabbed the chance. I didn't know what to do, my eyes were teary, yet I felt so upset, that I just couldn't cry. At this point, I was blaming everybody including Vincent and Jack, and I don't even know why, I was just s