When a billionaire loves.

Chapter 17

Alice's pov

To say I was scared was an understatement.

I was terrified.

Terrified of what he might do to me. And the reason was still unknown. He doesn't have any evidence or any reason as to why I would betray him anyways. He can't blame me right?
But again, my fate has always be the one to betray me. It's funny how everytime I land up in jeopardy without any sensible reason. It just happens.

Right now I did nothing but mentally pray for him to spare me if he's planning to hurt me. Though he never hurt me physically till now but that doesn't not by any means mean that he won't, in future. I have had my first horrific encounter with him not even a week ago so having expectations from him was pointless. If he were to blame me then he would do it without any apparent reason or evidence.

My chest constricted upon hearing his heavy footsteps nearing me. Indeed my anxious was in place till now as I tried my best to maintain my composure. He was now standing directly in front of me looking down with absolutely no emotion. It surprises me everytime I see him like this, how he managed to hide almost every emotion unlike me. I seem to show them more often which I don't think is a good habit. Though it makes you feel light but the way I react to every man nearing me can be held as my weakness. It can definitely be taken advantage of.

His deep icy voice seemed to snap me out of the little world I was in.
"What were you two talking out there? " he asked in discontent.

At first it was difficult to understand his question when I realised that he must be talking about the conversation me and Mark had this morning.

" Just normal talks" I whispered, still confused by his behaviour.

"Tell me what did you say? "

And I told him in brief of what we talked about including Mark telling me about the camera and him guarding my suite. He seemed to be confused too, with a deep frown on his forehead and eyes narrowed as if in a deep thought.

" It's not possible for someone to have heard you guys is it? "

He's asking me?

" The cameras didn't show anyone in the corridor and besides Mark didn't tell me that there were four cameras hidden." before I could comprehend, the words automatically spilled out on their own.

"Hmm the last time I talked about this was only with Mr Richards and before that, you. Can we consider a way in which someone might have eavesdrop in our conversation?"

Why in the world is he asking me? Or is he talking to himself?

"No. That can't be possible. I had Mark guarding while we talked."

His shoulders went stiff. I don't know what I'm exactly feeling right now. Confused and scared of what might happen in the future or relieved with the fact that I wasn't blamed for all this since somewhere I know this all had happened because of those blueprints and since they were with me I could have been blamed.

Wait.

Why would 'I' be blamed?

The blueprints are safe like before.

He kept on pacing across the room with me standing like an idiot. Every now and then he would shake his head and run his hand through his ruffled hair indicating that he was in his deep thought process. I didn't dare say anything though I had millions of questions.

The next second he was shouting over his phone. I feel guilty for the person on the other side. I know how Mr Wilson gets when he's angry. Who has as much experience as me anyways?