Doted On By The Mafia Boss novel Chapter 25

When Little Bee heard that he wanted to talk to her she wanted to go hide somewhere; she had yet not recovered from the shock which was given to her last night and she was sure it won't be good if she talked to him now. How was she supposed to avoid him now, he was connected on the phone. The banging on the door intensified and she sunk deeper into her blanket.

She hid under the bed and closed her eyes; yes she can just pretend to sleep. The maid knocked on the door a few more times before getting restless and pushing the door open slowly to check on her. The girl seemed to be sound asleep, draped tenderly by the blanket she looked to be dead sleep. Now she had no idea what to do so she ran down and reported that Bee was fast asleep. Ryan felt as something was not right, he inquired, "Is she sick?"

The maid remembered how Bee was when she met her in the morning, her face was dull with her eye bags showing up. She looked worn out and visibly lacked energy; she forgot to check her temperature but all her expressions indicated that she was unwell. The maid vigorously nodded, “Yes Yes! I think Miss Bee is sick. Really unwell!”

Beep... Beep... Beep... And the phone was hung up without a warning. The maids were confused why he hung up but knew it for sure that it wasn’t a good news for them. Stella kept the phone back and looked at Lily who herself was sweating standing there, “Do you think we are in trouble?”

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Ryan shoved his phone in his pocket and darted his eyes at Jack who was looking at him already, “What happened, Ryan? Who was it?”

“Bee is sick.” The man directly jumped to the main point. The assistant whose mind was occupied by thought of food too well up with worry, his expressions turned serious as he asked, “What? How?” The man couldn’t help but feel restless, he wanted to see her right now. “Get my helicopter ready, I am leaving right now.”

Jack stood up from his seat and nodding a yes went away to make a few calls. Ryan went back to his room to pack his stuffs; the girl was the only one occupied in his mind. He was away for few days and she ended up falling ill. The girl was really stupid, she didn’t knew how to take care of herself.

After he was done with packing his stuffs which were nothing but few clothes and ammunition; meanwhile the time he was waiting he smoked two whole sticks out of anxiety. It didn’t take long for Jack to show up, “The helicopter is ready, we can leave right now.”

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