The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Essie

Chapter 25

Lizzie and Slate were still seated in the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll answer it”, Slate said, since he had relieved Mrs. Hale of her duties for sometime.

“Slaate!”, a high and screechy voice welcomed him as he opened the door. It was Ella.

“I missed you so much Slate”, she continued then proceeded to kiss him. Slate dragged her off him and said, “Never put your slimy hands on me again”

“But Slate, I thought we were okay. I thought you were going to marry me”, she continued, still screeching.

“Look Ella, spare me, okay? Just go, hmm? Go!”, Slate said, obviously at the end of his tether.

Ella looked at him sadly then went out but not without saying, “I promise you, you’ll regret what you just did”

Lizzie came towards Slate and said, “Wow, I’m so proud of you, you obviously like my friend and not that t***”.

“I don’t like Ella, I love her, and I’d do anything for her”, he replied, distracted. Then he continued, “I’m going to call my mom up, I need to speak with Callie”

**Gisele’s place of captivity**

Gisele was sitting, embracing her knees to her chest. Her throat was parched and very dry; she had not had anything to eat or drink for the past twenty four hours. Her hands tied behind her back were also sore and getting numb.

Apparently, this set of kidnappers did not understand the lesson of the well-being of the victim under Kidnapping 101.

She was frightened when the rusted door open with a bang. Instinctively, she shifted into her cage and tried to make herself smaller.

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well, what or rather who do we have here”, Gisele heard someone saying in

her hearing only and the voice

high and mighty but look at you now, cowering with fear. Hahaha!”, she said, attempting to

saying, you thought you had Slate’s affection but it was nothing but a game. You were and are nothing

was trying to search her memories and think of

“Ella?”, she asked, incredulous.

this, right? Well you were wrong. I used Edith to spy on you guys and you didn’t even take notice of her. She told me you were going out, so I seized the perfect opportunity to call my guys to take you. Hope you bruised well”, she added cheerfully, as if she was wishing someone a happy healing instead of

would you do

my toes those two times we met. Slate

again, maniacally. “And it paid off, Slate

Gisele

not, he did. And he declared his love for me. Listen”, Ella replied then

the screen

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that was unmistakably Slate’s said. Gisele felt a

“I love her”.

**Slate’s house**

basically her phone is not signaling on your tracking device?”, Lizzie asked, looking at the detective the

finally called the police and Slate used some of his influence to get them one of the best detectives and also, refused to be excluded from

track Gisele through her iPhone but the device couldn’t detect it, showing that

the machine and Slate looked defeated. All of

that?”, Slate

as smart as we thought. This is the location of her phone and probably where she

for the first time since Gisele

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