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

on her hearing only and the voice seemed familiar. It was

with fear. Hahaha!”, she said, attempting to laugh evilly at the end, said attempt leaving

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

and think of who it was.

“Ella?”, she asked, incredulous.

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

stay mum. She had to ask, “Why would you do

hope you remember how you stepped on my toes those two times we met. Slate was giving you the time of the day, so I had to step in and

“And it

Gisele

for me. Listen”, Ella replied then removed something from

tapped on the screen then played

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don’t like Ella”, a voice that was unmistakably Slate’s said. Gisele felt a bit of

“I love her”.

**Slate’s house**

not signaling on your tracking device?”, Lizzie asked, looking at the detective

used some of his influence to get them one of the best detectives and

shortly. He had tried to track Gisele through her iPhone but the device couldn’t detect it, showing that maybe it had been

turned back towards the machine and Slate looked defeated.

Slate asked

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

for the first time since

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