Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire novel Chapter 115

"It was viagra. So, relax. Even if you had ingested it, at worst, you'd only get a boner," Zia said to Clint, showing the packaging that was retrieved from Claire's bag.

"Zia, I feel like I need to wash myself for a month," Clint remarked.

A laugh escaped Zia's lips. She responded, "She doesn't have Ebola! She only has a dirty cunt!"

"Are you serious right now? Didn't we just establish that she wanted to have sex with me? That was disgusting!" Clint exclaimed before making a face.

While Zia laughed, Clint told her about yesterday's lunch and dinner with Claire and Mara. They covered other things, like their successful plan for running a paternity test. After that, Clint asked, "Did the Viagra cause her to faint?"

"Well, yes, Viagra does have that side effect. It can cause blood pressure to drop, and that's probably what happened to her, especially since she was feeling nauseous, as you said," Zia confirmed. "But you brought her here, so it all went according to plan."

Clint was supposed to make Claire so queasy to the point that she would require hospital care, even just for a few hours, but fortunately, the woman made it easier for them by using drugs.

Clint and Zia were discussing in her office. Zia raised her phone and declared, "Let the truth come out." She called the lab and ordered, "Draw blood from patient Monet in room 405 and prepare it for paternity test sampling."

She called her cousin and ordered, "Hey Brian, your chance of freedom has come. Be here to give your DNA sample. ASAP."

After the call, Zia said, "All good now. Mr. Bianchi should be here any minute for the so-called blood donation drive. You should go back to Claire."

"Do I have to?" Clint said before forming a sneer.

Another laugh escaped her lips. Zia said, "I like how funny you are."

"I wasn't trying to be funny," Clint objected.

"Well, you have a gift of being one," Zia remarked. She studied him again and said, "You look great with blond hair, by the way."

Clint smirked. He ran his hand over his hair and said, "Yeah, well, women dig this. That's why I have to keep it hidden, you know. So many gold diggers out there."

Again, he made a face and described, "Like the one in 405."

Zia cracked up. She was so amused that her eyes sparkled. She remarked, "Imagine an entire day with you. I bet I'll be smiling and laughing all day."

"Hmmm." Clint's brows met. He said, "We should go out sometime then."

"I'm older than you," Zia pointed out.

"Well, you know what? Age doesn't matter unless you are cheese or wine," Clint suggested.

"Haha!" Zia laughed again. She snorted in her reply, "Good one."

Clint laughed with her. After a while, he said, "I better go back. It was nice talking to you, Zia."

He stepped out of her office but returned quickly to say, "And yeah, I am younger, but that just makes me have a lot of things to offer."

Clint winked at Zia and turned on his heel.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zia's jaws drop and her face flushed.

***

At three in the afternoon, William arrived at the King's Medical Center. He easily found the blood bank where Mr. Bianchi was waiting for him. A few others had donated blood, and he quickly lined up for the procedure.

William Barlowe was feeling anxious. He constantly looked around the hospital as if afraid of getting caught. Before getting his blood extracted, a doctor approached him and gave him a bunch of documents to sign. The doctor said, "It's a waiver, Mr. Barlowe."

The truth was, he heard about what Adrian King had done to Claire. The King's Medical Center belonged to the Kings, so he worried about seeing Adrian there.

Clinton drove her home. At the driveway, she said, "Today was a mess, and it's because of my pregnancy. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, I understand," Clinton said.

"Do you still want to see me?" Claire asked.

"Of course," Clinton answered with a smile. "In two days."

"Yep." Clinton nodded. "In two days. I'll call you."

Claire did not understand why it had to be two days. Still, she agreed and said, "I'll wait for your call."

***

Two days came.

Clinton took Claire to the Plaza Hotel. Claire was excited. She wondered if she was taking her to have sex right away!

Sadly for her, they only made it to the second floor. Clinton said, " We will have a special lunch in the conference room. I invited a few friends who are excited to meet you."

"I'm meeting your friends?" Claire asked excitedly. She was happy Clinton trusted her enough to let her meet his friends! "I look forward to it!"

Sadly, when Claire walked into the small conference room, the people inside weren't the kind she wanted to meet.

Blood drained out of her face, seeing William Barlowe, his wife, Adrian King, Riley, and, worst, Brian.

William's wife stood up upon seeing Claire. Her eyes were red as she pointed at her, seething. "You whore!"