Chapter 48

“Kathryn is pregnant…” Wendy smirked, as she stared at her phone screen.

One of her men had sent it across. She smiled boldly and it soon turned into laughter, raising her legs and hands in unison.

“She's indeed a good prey…” Wendy muttered, taking the last sip of her alcohol.

Wendy sat on the edge of the bed, her bare feet pressing into the cold floor. Her hair was messy, her eyes red and sharp like a knife. She grabbed her phone from the bed and started dialing.

First call, no answer.

She hissed through her teeth, biting down the anger.

Her fingers moved faster. Second call. Nothing....