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

Dwanye has been looking around for Amy after answering some calls. He headed back into the building just to stay with the woman his heart wouldn't stop beating for.

Just as he walked in, he saw an empty seat and her glass of wine barely untouched.

"Maybe she had gone to the restroom." He murmured to himself but was still not sure because he saw the spill of wine on their table and chairs within.

After thirty minutes of waiting for Amy to arrive without even having a trace of her, he gave her a call, which she didn't pick up, and this made him start getting worried all of a sudden. He had called him three times with a full ring and stood, yet she didn't pick up.

He flared up from his seat, his eyes scanning every corner of the loud hall, but still he couldn't find her...

He couldn't stay anymore; he couldn't keep calm, so he decided to go.

"I'm going in search of her." He said in his head, and just then a voice made him halt.

"Hi Dwanye, love, you look so nervous. What is the matter?" Annie asked Dwanye who was going in search of Amy.

She had seen his every move, and when she saw him leaving the hall, she knew he was going to search for Amy.

"Hii." Dwanye said she was not really interested in talking to her.

Even if he had loved her so much before, he couldn't deny he had nothing left in his heart for her anymore.

"Interested?" She asked him and handed a glass of wine to him. She really wanted to distract him from looking for Amy.

"N_"

"Don't you dare say no to me; what is really wrong? I am beginning to go crazy. You know, treat me like a piece of trash." She cried out; even though the hall was noisy, Dwanye could hear her so clearly.

"You are screaming for goodness sake! I told you I am no longer interested in you; is that so complex to understand?" He said to her, He was impatient; he just wanted to go look for Amy.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Just because of her, Amy, right?" She asked; her tone was frustrating, and she was paranoid at his stupidity.

"Excuse me, I have something to do." Dwanye said, leaving her all to herself.

She gritted her teeth in annoyance and her fist clenched into the ball, but she took in air to calm her nerves.

Dwanye walked up to the upstairs; he was going to all the floors to go look for her.

He had checked everywhere and couldn't find any trace of her.

Just then he came back to the main floor and went straight to a young lady to describe Amy and asked if she had seen any lady of that nature.

"No, sir, I saw no such lady. Maybe you should check outside the building." The lady told him.

Dwanye still used his eyes to scan every damn path he passed, but still, Amy was nowhere to be found.

******

Redford was done having sex with Amy; she was breathing so hard. He had really come into her in a very smooth but also hard way.

When the deed was done, she went to the bathroom; by then, Redford was done taking his bath.

She went in to get a hot shower; her center thigh was in damn pain.

After she was done, she quickly hurried and put on the dress Redford had given her.

Slipping it in, she recalled she was now officially his contracted wife for one year, and this made her breathing cease, and she felt like a property of his. Waving off the thought, she flipped her head and found Redford eyes on her. She could tell he was admiring the dress on her.

His eyes could say it all, and this made her blush palely.

"Damn! This devil has succeeded." She said in her head, and her movement in trying to slip in her dress was awkward.

"You look so beautiful in them, my lovely wife." Redford complimented her.

But she saw it as teasing. Like what the fuck! He was already using the word wife?

"He is damn possessive!" She said it in her head but gave no reply to his word. She just left it as though it were unheard.

"Aren't you going to say anything to my compliment?" He insisted on saying his eyes all over her as though he still wanted to have her again.

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"I have nothing to say to your compliment, my dear possessive husband." She wanted to say this statement in a very hateful way, but she found her voice saying it very calm and a bit romantic. Satisfied with the word husband she had said, he smiled at her to her own surprise.

"Get going; you don't have to be late." He pouted.

"As though you care!" She said it in her head again.

"You know I do care for you and won't want you to miss the crown." He said as though reading her mind.

This raised an eyebrow as she sighed at his irritating word.

"Does he even know what caring means?" She asked in her head again.

She was done arranging her dress; she wore her golden bracelet and headed to the mirror to apply a little makeup before heading out.

As she did all of these, she could feel his hot eyes on her, but damn, she didn't care.

She was done and left the room; she was heading back to the hall, but what would she tell Dwanye for not picking up?

Dwanye and Redford her best friend; she was sure he would be very down knowing she signed such a deal with Redford.

Finding her way back to the hall, some familiar voice caught her attention. She tried to walk slowly so she could not attract their attention.

They seem to be talking about something secretive; she was not really concerned about other people's affairs, but she had stopped to know who those people were.

Seeing Mia with a man who she had never seen, they were having a conversation.

"You have to get rid of her first." She spoke to the man, who looked at her surprisingly.

"What?" He asked her, but his voice was really not in a high pitch.

"Yes, you have to get rid of her. Just kill her."Mia kept on telling the man.

"But why would I? We have nothing to lose, even if your fiance loves her; we just have to gather enough money from him and leave far away." The man protested; with his tone, one could tell he wasn't in support of what Mia was saying.

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Amy gasped, and her face. For some seconds she noticed that they weren't talking, and that was when she knew they knew someone was around.

Her heart began to skip; she wanted to hear the full conversation of what they were saying.

For some reason she felt like they were referring to her, but she wasn't really sure of that.

"I know, but what if my fiance found out she is his childhood crush, huh?" She said, and the man with her seems to be shocked.

"What! Redford has a childhood crush? Who could that be, and why were they talking of killing her? Who is she?" Amy asked herself a thousand questions, but still, she knew the answer wouldn't come.

This made her recall back then when she was returning from school with her childhood friend and she met a boy called what she couldn't even recall.

"You mean she is Amber?" Jason asked, and this made Amy reflect on her name as a child.

"Yes, my childhood best friend; she is Amy Cartel." Mia said, and just then Amy gasped loudly; her lips parted, but nothing came out.

Jason had not really learnt much about Amber, but during one of his discussions with Mia, she had told him little about her. Who had thought she was Amy Cartel?

When he had first investigated, he had really not found her profile weird a little bit. But since Mia saw it and said nothing, it was not a problem.

"Jason, we have to do something!" Mia said once more, and Amy was sure they didn't hear her.

"Jason? The guy of that night? Mia is my childhood best friend." Amy said this in her head and was departing the place before she could be noticed. She wanted to go to where she could just scream, just shout; reality had dawned on her.

She couldn't believe that she had just heard what Mia said. She pinched herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

But just then she found someone tapping her on her shoulder, and this made her flinch.

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