Hiding The Billionaire's Secret Sick Child

family background page on his desk. His gaze moved down from the "Mar

ead: Daughter, Lily Flowers,

three years ago, and the child was four in nominal age-meaning right after she l

desk. Blood oozed from his split knuckles instantly, but

ushed the door open. Seeing the

eeding! I'll call the m

p, his gray-blue eyes gla

asped, his voice ra

his boss's eyes. He hurried out and pulled the heavy

he ceiling. A low, suffocating laugh tore from

um begging for ways to win her back, staying up all night fixing a sculpture she had

e door. Danica's cool voice

nica Flowers. I broug

ed the blood off his knuckles, and flipp

me

dstained tissue tossed on the corner of the desk. Her brows

he set the budget folder down

nted. If there's nothing e

He stood up, his tall shadow swallowing h

out and take care of that.

y read her HR file. She lifted her chin

has nothing to

dvancing on her step by step until the backs

de her head and looked down, his warm

in overtime pay," Callum mocked. "Is that useless husband

from Danica's face. Terrified he would dig into Lil

st, glaring at him like a corne

d, her voice rising. "He is a thousand times b

pushed Callum over the edge. He grabbed he

against her ear, his

he lives a long life, so you and that

ht red. She swung her free hand up to slap h

le fist were crushing his ribs. Forcing the feeling down, he twisted

est, Danica glared at

me. You mak

ater. Callum let go instantly and stepped back twice

, putting his untouchable billionaire mask

aw every single draft ten times, don't expe

rned toward the door without a word

rass doorknob, Callum's cold v

mpany is auditing costs. All overtime pa

meant losing her biggest source of extra cash, leaving a mass

heavy door open without looking b