Taming A Billionaire

Chapter 714 - Seven Hundred And Fourteen: Someone Tried To Kill Her



Chapter 714 - Seven Hundred And Fourteen: Someone Tried To Kill Her

The third point of view:

Niklaus was in the middle of a meeting where one of his workers was presenting a business idea with a PowerPoint presentation when his phone rang. He would have ignored it if not for the fact that it was his private line and the line was reserved exclusively for his family members - it was always switched on no matter what.

His brows furrowed when he saw it was Isabella because this particular daughter of his never calls him unless something was up.

"Excuse me," He said to the workers and directors who all paused at the statement. However, he gestured to them to go on with the presentation and left the conference room.

"Hello?" Niklaus picked up as soon as he was out.

"We have a problem?" Isabella said as soon as he answered, without even a greeting.

Nonetheless, he asked, "What is it?"

"It\'s mother, I think she was involved in an accident,"

At the mention of Reina in an accident, Niklaus\' soul flew out of his body. What did he just hear?

"What did you just say?" Niklaus\' voice was filled with dread. His heart tightened and was pounding so hard that it wouldn\'t surprise him if he died of a heart attack right now.

Isabella then went into details of the accident she knew and although Niklaus breathed a sigh of relief at the end when he found out Reina was safe, it still didn\'t erase the fact that his wife might be injured.

"Thank you for informing me, Isabella, and stay safe," He said to his daughter and ended the call.

Without wasting time, he called his wife Reina but she didn\'t answer and that made him more anxious. He then dialed another number right away.

"Track down my wife\'s whereabouts and prepare the car downstairs, I need to find her," He ordered and entered the nearest elevator to come find her.

Meanwhile...

Reina was in the hospital, to be precise, in the ward where her savior was taken. Her savior was no less than a woman, no, a young woman. Reina doubted she was older than her daughter, Isabella, from her facial appearance. It was just that she was curvy and thus, looked older with her body shape, however, Reina was older and had enough experience to distinguish that.

She sat by her bedside and stared at her with gratitude. The young girl had a band-aid on her head with a small bruise across her cheek and from the doctor\'s report, there were chances that she might suffer a concussion.

Reina rubbed her temple, feeling a headache there. She had been so high on adrenaline and intent on saving the young girl\'s life that she hadn\'t thought about herself. Her hair was disheveled and her hand still shook, the incident was fresh in her memory. She doubted that she would be able to sleep properly tonight. The nightmare would surely haunt her.

Reina was still deep in thoughts when the cotton differentiating the beds in the wards was swiped open and lo and behold, there was her husband in all his glory.

"Niklaus?" She stood up abruptly, her heart skipping a beat. It was safe to assume that Niklaus had run over here judging from the way he was panting as if he had run out of oxygen.

"How did you..." Reina didn\'t get to finish the rest of her speech because Niklaus cupped her face and kissed the living hell out of her.

Reina stood still with her eyes almost popping out, she didn\'t expect that reaction from Niklaus. She had no choice but to close her eyes and reciprocate the gesture.

Niklaus\' arm tightened around her in a possessive hold while he kissed her in a mad frenzy. Reina didn\'t get to breathe, no, she was robbed of all breath. He was suffocating her with his intense kiss, but then, who needed air when he was all she needed.

Reina was reminded of the fact that she almost lost him, no, he almost lost her. Niklaus must have heard the news already which explains his desperate need to claim her. But then, they couldn\'t do this in front of her savior.

She pulled away immediately much to Niklaus\' displeasure however said immediately, "We can\'t do this in front of her. It\'s disrespectful,"

"Fine," Niklaus reluctantly let her go, "However, I can do this," He pulled Reina into a hug that left her with little or no space. Reina sighed, this man must think that she\'s a teddy bear.

"Why didn\'t you answer my call?" Niklaus asked, his chin resting on her shoulder as he tightened his grip, "I really thought something happened to you. I almost died when Isabella told me the news,"

"I\'m sorry," Reina apologized, "I was so distracted by the incident that everything else came secondary to me,"

Niklaus sighed, "It\'s exhausting to have two first ladies in my life,"

"What?" Reina was confused.

"First, Isabella, now you. The both of you plan to kill me with worry," He complained.

"I\'m sorry," Reina hugged him back this time, "Don\'t worry, you would never get to worry about me again,"

"I know," Niklaus conceded, "Death doesn\'t have the right to snatch away what\'s mine. I\'ll make sure of it,"

Reina snorted in amusement, this man. He was jealous of death as well.

"Is she the one?"

"Huh?"

Niklaus gestured with a tilt of his head and Reina had to pull away to see what he was talking about.

"Is she the one who hit you?" Niklaus inquired, animosity in his gaze. He looked ready to murder the young woman in her sleep.

"Of course not," Reina was quick to defend her, "On the contrary, she saved my life. She\'s the reason why I\'m still alive and well,"

"Who hit you then?" Niklaus was more interested in that one and Reina could see why. That bloodlust he had always kept hidden over the years was out now. Nobody touches what was his and goes scot-free.

"I don\'t know, I couldn\'t find anyone when I searched the car,"

At that statement, Niklaus\' eyes narrowed and she knew he had the answer to the question she had been deliberating upon.

Someone tried to kill her.

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