The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 193 3/3 The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 193: Golden Cage Angels Poy The private airfield gleamed under the Mediterranean sun as we descended the steps from Christophers jet I kept Aria's hand firmly clasped in mine while balancing a still droky Ethan against my hip Fout men in dark suits stood at strategic points around the tamar-bot airport staff but private security. we were being watched. Closely.

"Welcto Costa del Sol, Christopher announced with a warm smile that didn't reach his eyes.

I scanned our surroundings, mentally calculating distances and evaluating possible escape routes.

The airfield was isolated, surrounded by rolling hills with the Mediterranean glittering in the distance.

Even if I could somehow overpower Christopher and his security team-an unlikely scenario-where would I go with two children in tow? In a foreign country without documentation? "My passport, where is it?" Tve taken care of all the travel documents. They're secure." "Secure where?" I pressed.

"Angela," he sighed, as if I were being unreasonable, "everything is taken care of. Just relax and enjoy our there." Aria tugged at my hand. "Mommy, is this where we're having our plenic? Its not like Central Park." I crouched down to her level, forcing a reassuring smile. "No, sweetie We're going to stay at Mr. Blake's house for a little while." "My phone," I said, turning back to Christopher. "You promised to return it once we landed," He reached into his pocket and handeda sleek new device. "I've arranged a new phone for you-better suited for the island's network." 1 took it skeptically, immediately checking the screen. The interface was locked down, with only a few basic apps visible.

"This is isn't my phone." Christopher guided us toward a waiting luxury SUV. "It only connects to island numbers for now. International service will be arranged later." "Later when?" I challenged, but Christopher had already moved to help Aria into the vehicle, "Mom, I'm bus hot, Ethan complained, trying to wiggle free.

"Just a little longer," I whispered.

Christopher approached with bottled water and snacks, his movements casual as qual as if this were any normal outing.

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"The children look tired, he ibserved. Terhaps they'd be more comfortable in the cabin below?" "They be fine here with me." I replied sharply.

"Angela," he said, comiching to meet my eyes, I understand you're upset, but don't let that affect the children. They deserve to enjoy this beautiful day I felt Aria stir against me. "Mommy, can I see the fish? Blake uncle and there are dolphins sometimes." Before I could answer, Christopher interjected gently, "Of course you can, princess, Would you liketo thow you?" "No," I said firmly, "I think we're all feeling a bit seasick. The childred should stay with me.

Christopher's expression tightened brielly before smoothing into understanding, "Of course. Maybe later." As he walked away, I caught David watchingfrom the lower deck his expression unreadable. In that mon Christopher's assistant might be my only potential ally in this might re.

moment, I realized The island appeared on the horizon like something from a luxury travel magazine-pristine beaches, lush greenery, and perched atop a gentle slope, a sprawling Mediterranean villa of white stone and glass.

"There it is," Christopher announced proudly as we approached the private dock. "Our hfor the next while." "How long is a while?" I asked, the question slicing through his practiced charm. He smiled enigmatically. As long as it takes, Angela." "Letshow you around," Christopher offered as we entered the marble-floored foyer. "The main living area overlooks the entire bay, and the infinity pool- "The children need to rest," interrupted. "Where are our rooms? "Of course. The family wing is this way." "I had this designed specifically with you in mind, Christopher said oftly. "Every detail..." I closed the door in his face, cutting off his words and leaning against it as if my body could serve as an additional barrier.

Through ch the door, I heard David's voice 's voice, low but distinct. "Blake sir...why force something that clearly isn't working?" "Ensure they're comfortable, Christopher replied, ignoring the question. "And make sure no one leaves or approaches without my knowledge.

After settling the exhausted children into bed, I methodically explored our luxurious prison.

The windows offered breathtaking views and confirmed the impossibility of escape.

We were on the second floor, with sheer walls dropping g to manicured gardens patrolled by security personnel. Beyond lay only cliffs and sea.

I tried the new phone again, systematically attempting every contact number I knew. None connected.

My frustration mounted as I realized the device was nothing but a prop, designed to give the illusion of freedom while keeping2/3 Chapter 193: Golden Cage completely isolated, Opening the bedroom door a crack revealed a suit-clad security guard stationed in the bullway the door again.

1. y. Our ayes met briefly tature I rhond "Wilson madam?" A hesitant voice accompanied a soft knock an hour later Housekeeping service." ng woman in a mald's uniform, arms full of fresh linens. Behind her, the security guard watched I opened the door to find a young impassively.

"Cin," I said, opening the door wider than necessary. The guard's eyes followed her in but remained at En his post

As the maid turned to place the linens in the bathroom caught m smartphone. glimpse of something in her pocket-the unn

My pulse quickened as hope flared for the first tsince our abduction. eping staff- She wasnt just connection to the outside world. I glanced at my sleeping children, then back to the young maid who was now efficiently replacing towels.

"What's your name?" I asked quietly.

"Maria, madam," she replied, her accent suggesting local origin.

"Maria," I repeated, keeping my voice warm yet casual. "Thank you for taking care of us. It seems well be staying longer expected." Her eyes flickered to mine, then away quickly-a flash of sympathy that confirmed she understood at least something of our = I moved closer, lowering my voice further. "I wonder if you could help with something- door, a reminder of our constant surveillance. But in that moment, looking at Maria's phone The guard's shadow shifted outside partially visible in het pocket, I felt the first spark of genuine hope Chapter Comments LIKE POST COMMENT NOW < SH