Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

Nolan’s POV

It was a hectic work day for Nolan. He’d tried reaching Alexa that he would be coming late at night, but much to his surprise, she hadn’t replied to his texts or calls. He’d been too busy to check on her again. Since it was already late at night, and he was heading home, he decided to see her at home instead. Nolan walked into his house and was surprised to meet an empty room. The bed wasn’t made and Alexa’s phone was lying right on it. He picked it up and saw that she hadn’t used the phone since he texted and called her hours ago.

“Alexa, Alexa.” Nolan was quite aware that it was foolish of him to think that she was in the room, but he couldn’t help calling her name. He marched to the second floor of his house, calling out her name. His face turned white, tendons stood out in his neck, and his muscles tightened.

“Where is Alexa?” Nalon asked the old housekeeping staff whom he instructed to look after her.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I-I-I don’t know… She was in her room the last time I saw her. I-”

“You. Don’t. Know?” Nalon’s gaze narrowed at her. “What the fuck do I pay you for?” His jaw clenched and his gaze flicked upward. Pacing about, hands akimbo, he said, “You’ll go right out of that door and find me, Alexa! I don’t care if you don’t know where she is. Find her and bring her to me. Do you understand?”

Another housekeeping staff rushed out just in time, head bowed to the ground, body trembling. “A-A-About m-m-my lady, sir… I-I saw her heading out… in… a… hurry… I think she… st… stepped out to g-get something.”

“You what? Didn’t I order you to always accompany her? And my last fucking order was that she never leaves the house!”

“I-I-I tried to stop her when I saw her leave, b-but she insisted that it- that it wouldn’t take time,” said another housekeeper.

Swallowing hard, Nolan asked, his eyes shut, “What was she wearing?”

“A w-woolly sweater and a yellow dress.” Nolan staggered a bit and groaned.

Nolan was aware of what that meant. Alexa had planned to go to the building. He didn’t see her come in. He was certain that she didn’t reach the building because if she’d been there, he would have been informed by his secretary. Nonetheless, he needed to confirm.

“You’ll all be held responsible if I don’t find Alexa.” With that, he scuttered out of the house. He called his security maintenance and they confirmed that they hadn’t seen Alexa. He would have to exhaust all possible options. He got into his car, his engine reeved and his tires screeched. He asked everyone he saw in the street if they’d seen Alexa, showing a picture of her.

Nolan spotted a coffee shop owner and asked if he’d seen Alexa, showing her picture to him.

“I saw her earlier today. She looked really happy. She stopped by that shop down the road.” He pointed at the gift shop down the road. “Congratulations, mister.” Nolan’s brows arched and lines of creases formed on his forehead at the old man’s last comment.

He headed down the road and came to a halt at the gift shop which was in a bad shape. His chest tightened the moment he saw the broken window which had a bullet hole. Nolan stepped into the taped-off shop and saw trails of blood on the floor. He didn’t need to be a detective to know that someone was shot right here. Only crime scenes were tapped off.

That couldn’t be Alexa’s blood.

He would have to go to the police to find out any information he could. Nolan kicked the air in frustration and just then his foot touched something. Crouching to his feet, he stared at a small green box lying inconspicuously at the end of the door.

The police must have missed this.

Pulling his handkerchief from his pocket, he grabbed the box and opened it. It was a pregnancy test kit.