Chapter 30

Mia POV

"Why kidnapping my son, Andrew?" My voice was filled with negative anger that could make me destroy anything that came my way.

My main happiness had been taken away from me, still under my eye. The pain that flows within me knowing that I have been deprived of joy already just because of some crazy fight.

"I didn't kidnap your son; I just took him away so he could be with his father and his mother, a true lover." The words from the other end of the call chased me quickly.

"Do I have to repeat all this?" I asked quickly, with anger deep within my voice.

"Repeat what, dear Mia?"

"He's not your child, and he can never be yours, Andrew." My voice was filled with malice and hate.

"So, what are you trying to tell me?" He questioned me with an arrogant voice.

"Our past can't do anything with the present."

"If you want to see your child, I would send you an address to his location." The voice from the other end just went off after his words towards me.

I threw my phone to the bed immediately, with my arms wrapped to cover up my face with deceit and gate towards my past.

Thought ran through my head uncontrollably with my heart racing. Soon, the buzz on my phone just drags me hold, and I look towards it.

It was the live location of where my son is. I was already eager to go find him with the location I have with me.

"At the Grand Park Hotel," I read out to myself, with my eyes stuck to my screen.

I lay down on the bed with my eyes counting the cells and my head calculating a lot at that moment.

After much thought, I stood up, walked into the bathroom, and took a nice, hot shower. My face filled with shades of the cry already.

To me, it was already time for me to hijack my future into my arms and do what was right for me to do.

"Where are you off too?" The words made me turn back.

"Saving my son," I said, returning to look into the mirror.

"You mean saving our son?" he drew nearer towards me with his serious and Stern look.

"It's my child, and I must always help him out of any challenges," I said as I stood up from the mirror with blue jeans, a track top, and well-packed ponytail hair with my wrist watch on my right wrist.

"Where are you going?" As I walked towards the door area, his question drew me to look at him.

"I have answered that." I walked out of the room with a deep breath.

I walked out of the mansion without my car with me. As soon as I made my way out of the mansion, I walked through the street, waiting for the taxi to pass me by.

I waved my arms towards him. "Grand Park hotel" . I said this to the young man who smirked.

"Hop in," he commanded with a nice tone.

I opened up the back door and bounced my ass on the chair with an eye stick next to my phone. I went through my contact list.

"Andrew, what room?" I asked with arrogance.

"Room 105"; the voice from the other end sounded more happy.

"I'm on my way," I said, cutting off the call.

The ride took a few minutes, and we were already at the hotel area. I stepped down and looked around the huge hotel that stood at my front with many glasses.

"Thanks," I said, passing the money to the taxi driver through the open window.

"Keep the change," I requested of him.

I took a big breath deep within myself and made a few steps into the luxurious hotel with its beautiful cabins.

"Hello ma'am, welcome to the Grand Park," the beautiful female receptionist smiled towards their statement towards me, which I also faked my smile to.

"I came to visit someone here," I said to her with a smile.

"Name and room number," her fingers went through the laptop set at her front.

"Andrew," I paused. "Room number 105," I added.

She picked up the fax phone and drew the number of someone I don't know. Soon, she approved me and made me go up to him.

Reaching the room, I gave a smooth knock as anger filled within me.

"Welcome," Andrew said, opening the room door as I stepped in.

I looked around quickly to see where my son might be. I felt a cold hug in my leg area, which made me look down.

"Alexander," I dragged him up quickly, with happiness filled within myself at that point.

"Mommy, I missed you." He gave me a hug, which I accepted happily.

"Mia," the soon-to-be happiness ended when Andrew called up my name.

"What is your main plan, Andrew?" I asked, bringing my son to the floor.

"You are my main plan."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, taking my child behind me.

"You know what I want," he said.

"No!" I said with anger.

"I never needed your child."

"So, what do you want from me then?" I interrupted his words to give mine.

"I want you, Mia."

"You must be daydreaming, Andrew," I hissed with malice.

"No, I just want us to continue from our past." I just interrupted his words.

"What we had in the past belongs to the past, and we should not drag them into this," I said arrogantly as I held my child's arms.

"I hope you didn't hurt him." I looked at my son.

" No!"

"That's good for you," I said, turning towards the door.

"And do you think leaving would be so easy for you without me getting a part of you?" he said with an annoying laugh.

"Andrew, you seize to amaze me all the time." I laughed back at him, turning to look at him.

"Do you think I came unprepared?" I still laughed at him.

" Yes!"

I took up my phone, which I made him look at with a slightevil smile.

"You see this?" I still smirked with evil.

"Once you get closer to me, I will press the send button, and everything we discussed here will be sent to my lawyer for real proof of the art," he laughed.

"Did you think that I am stupid, Mia?" he drew closer.

"Yes, you are stupid, Andrew." An interruption came from the door as it opened up quickly.

"I tried to stop him and these other guys, but they were hard," the receptionist cried out.