I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Twenty Five

"I don't understand. I haven't heard from her not once ever since she got her phone. It's been almost a week."

"Maybe she hasn't found the right time to set it up?"

"How hard can it be? I have a feeling something bad has happened."

"What?"

"I don't know," Denzel heavily sighed. "Maybe she did end up asking him for a divorce?"

"So he killed her over it? Come on. He might be a piece of shit but not that insane. Probably put her under a house arrest or something."

"Prince," he let out a chuckle full of disbelief. "He owns a whole fucking brothel."

Immediately his face contorted in concussion and he paused for a moment before asking a simple "What?"

"Bil told me."

"How did she find out?"

"Went through some of his documents and found some files of different girls and one of the girls was somebody that she used to work with."

He felt clueless.

"And I have a feeling," Denzel leaned forward in his chair. "That she worked for him without realizing it because when I asked her about the owner during the time that she was working there, she said that she had never met him. That her ex husband had gotten the job for her."

"Cause why would he buy it or have any relation to it after the two of them got married..."

"Exactly."

"So what now? You think he put her back there?"

"I don't think so, she knows too much about their family at this point. He's smarter than that."

"I just wonder how he managed to get himself a huge title as a lawyer."

"He is a good lawyer but I think a lot of it comes from the fact that he has a lot of connections and bribe money. Matter of fact when I met him at the casino with Bil, he got a phone call and was talking about somebody's dad and how they should bribe him."

"Billie's?"

"No, she said that he doesn't know her dad."

"Maybe you need to get in contact with her brother?"

"And what should I say? Good afternoon I'm fucking your sister behind her husband's back and I haven't heard from her in almost a week?"

"Now why would you put it like that?"

"Because that's a stupid idea, Prince."

"Well, I don't know how else to help you," he sighed. I've already told you everything."

For a moment there was just silence until it got broken by Denzel's phone going off.

He turned it around on his desk to check the caller ID.

"It's Andrew," he looked over at Prince.

He only raised his brow whilst watching him pick it up and put it up to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Curry. It's Andrew Ellison. Could we arrange a meeting for today? I've found some confusions in some of your papers that I would like to talk about."

He gave Prince a clueless look, which made him lean forward and mouth out "What?"

"I can adapt to your time."

"Will thirty minutes from now work? Sorry that I'm on such late notice."

"If you can make it then yes, of course."