Married a Secret Billionaire

“This is the mayor’s celebration party. We shouldn’t be here,” Pete said with a smile. “But, well, we have to do our job to keep people safe! There’s a human trafficker here, and we must arrest her!”

“No, I’m not a human trafficker!” Bianca screamed, struggling. “I’ve never kidnapped any children. It’s Dickinson! It’s all Dickinson’s doing! Let me go!”

However, her struggle proved futile as her voice faded away while being taken out of the hotel.

Drake’s knees weakened as he witnessed this.

The Hamerton bodyguards were seizing him at that moment. He feared he would meet the same fate as Bianca.

His mind went blank, and he knelt on the ground, desperately pleading.

“Let me go, please! I didn’t know she was like this. She gave me money, so I did what she asked. I had no idea what she was planning!”

“Tell that to the police station later!” Pete signaled to his men to take him away.

But Drake spotted Alexander in the corner.

was young, his eyes were fierce and cold. He gazed at Drake like

his only blood relative in the

up. Alexander seemed to enjoy his arrest, which tore at Drake’s heart. He was his father—what son would dare to look at his

they had their clashes, but which son would hold

Drake’s self-esteem crumbled.

he had only one thought in his empty mind—even if he had to die,

would be

room, and

wail. “Fine, I’ll go with you! But before I leave, I want to

emphasized, motioning to proceed. “If you want to see your

“You—”

Dickinson, don’t try anything funny. We have the numbers here.

hung low and numb. Cold handcuffs clamped around his wrists,

figure emerged