Married a Secret Billionaire

Everyone in the car was shocked.

Bianca approached cautiously, spotting dried blood beneath Drake’s head. She placed her hand under his nose and detected a faint breath.

Her hand trembled, and her eyes glinted ruthlessly as she raised her foot and kicked Drake.

“Get up!” she demanded.

Lina and Zuko joined her, discovering that the factory was now empty.

“Where’s the child?” Lina asked.

“Ow…” Drake groaned on the ground and struggled to get up. “Help, help… This brat!”

“Drake Dickinson!” Bianca exclaimed, exasperated.

all, she had confidently declared that she knew Nala’s whereabouts. She had accused Drake and Alexander of conspiring with Lena

this was a complete deviation from the plan she

caught her signaling him with her eyes. He froze, realizing

didn’t know

and

to

“Did you and your son collaborate to kidnap the Chriss

please don’t accuse me! My son, that brat… h-he’s the one! Look at my head! He hit me

enough!” Bianca feared that further discussion would reveal too much. She looked at him sternly,

trick that it was both foolish

“Ms. Mosley, didn’t you claim they were conspiring? Is

exactly it!” Drake chimed in, seizing the opportunity. “Miss, my ungrateful son actually attacked me with a brick! I don’t know where they’ve gone now… That little brat probably wanted to keep that girl for himself so he could have

Thompsons’ men

his