YOKED TO A BILLIONAIRE BY VENNEH LISAH

𝐘𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐎:

"Hahaha, you'd need to be a lot more powerful to get to me," replied Violla as she got into the car. She later rolled the window down and leaned lazily against the backrest before saying, "By the way, thank you for your help today."

"Oh? Seems like you finally found your conscience," joked Davon. He shifted his gaze to her wrist and noted that it had only been dealt with hastily. He reminded, "Remember to disinfect your cut or you'll get an infection."

"I got it," replied Violla. She smiled and showed him her hand before saying, "I won't let my hand get hurt because I still need it to crush you."

"Good!" commented Davon. He grinned mildly before he turned around and got into the car.

The two cars drove away at the same time and were side-by-side at the gate.

Marco and Belly glared at one another before they accelerated at the same time.

In the back seat, Davon and Violla grinned at one another. They rolled the window up simultaneously as if they could read each other's minds. 'We'll see each other again soon,' was what they murmured to themselves.

It was half-past three in the morning when Davon reached Amelia's Hospital.

He hopped out of the car and immediately saw Douglas waiting by the entrance.

"Douglas, what are you doing here at this hour?" asked Cruze in a concerned tone.

"Miss Carol got into an accident and she's still in the emergency room. Mr. Old Roman is worried sick, so naturally, I have to follow him over," answered Douglas before he continued, "Mr. Tarique Junior is on a private jet and is rushing back to the country right now. His plane is estimated to touch down at dawn."

"How did she suddenly get into an accident?" interrogated Davon with a frown. "Did our people drive her home?"

"No, the Tariques' bodyguard did," answered Douglas.

"Where is the driver now?" asked Davon.

"He's in surgery as well," said Douglas grimly. "His wounds are worse than Miss Carol's."

"Can you tell me more about the car that hit theirs?" asked Davon as they walked into the hospital.

"We're not sure yet. The police are investigating the matter now, but the culprit escaped immediately after the accident."

Everyone rushed to the emergency room. They saw D'barl sitting in his wheelchair and nodding off from exhaustion.

Davon took off his coat and walked over to D'barl to drape his coat over him.

That woke D'barl up. When he saw that it was Davon, he frowned and demanded, "What took you so long?"

"I had to rush over from Garden Golf, so it took me some time to reach here," said Davon. "Go home and rest. I will deal with everything here."

"I want to wait," replied D'barl grimly. "Carol has been taking care of me for the past two years. She is a kind and sweet girl. Now that she is in trouble , and her dad is not here with her, we can't leave her on her own."

"I understand." Davon nodded.

Carol was an expert in the medical field. Over the past two years, she had been taking care of D'barl and had given him a lot of acupuncture treatments. That was why D'barl had remained healthy. When Eliana fell ill, Carol spared no effort taking care of the kid as well.

Hence, Davon was appreciative of Carol even if he was not romantically attracted to her.

"I'm glad that you understand. Humans should have basic decencies," said D'barl before he sighed deeply.

"Go home and rest. I'll call you once I receive the news." After saying his piece, Davon waved at Douglas.

The latter quickly headed over to push D'barl's wheelchair, leaving with the elder man.

Davon sat outside the emergency room and waited.

Cruze, on the other hand, went to learn more about the matter. He returned soon after to report, "The police are still investigating the matter, but they learned that the culprit intentionally hit Miss Carol's car and caused it to flip."

"Tell them to get to the bottom of it all as quickly as possible. Report to me when you hear any news."

"I've already informed them of that."

Just then, the door to the emergency room was flung open. The doctor exited and said, "The patient is no longer in danger."

"That's good to know," said Davon before he sighed a breath of relief. He turned to Cruze and instructed, "Stay here with her. I'll go look for my grandpa."

"Understood."

D'barl was relieved when he heard the news from Davon.

At first, Davon wanted to take D'barl home, so he could rest. However, D'barl insisted that Davon stay in the hospital to take care of Carol.

Davon couldn't talk some sense into D'barl, he had no choice but to stay. Still, he had Cruze take everyone home.

Tarique Junior arrived in the hospital a little after D'barl left. He ran the entire way to the emergency room and was only relieved after hearing that his daughter's life was no longer hanging on the balance.

Davon checked his watch before telling Tarique Junior, "Mr. Tarique Junior, I'll head back now. I have an important meeting to conduct tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you for your help," replied Tarique Junior politely.

Davon bowed in return before he hurried off.

Tarique Junior's expression turned grimmer as he stared at Davon's retreating figure.

"Isn't Mr. Young Roman being a bit too disrespectful?" complained a subordinate. "He left as soon as we arrived. It's as if he is just dealing with some corporate matter. Miss Carol is wounded to this extent, and yet, he won't even pretend to care."

"Carol loves him dearly. It's such a pity…" said Tarique Junior before he sighed deeply. "Laura is aggressive and cruel in nature, so it's understandable if he's not into her. However, Carol is kind and sweet, so why must she end up like this?"

"She is too kind and too sweet. That is why she can't hold on to the man," replied the subordinate. "I think you should help them out and get Miss Carol married into the Roman family as soon as possible."

"These things can't be helped," reprimanded Tarique Junior. "Let's just forget all about it. All I wish now is that Carol will recover soon."

Davon rushed home and took a quick shower before he put on his clothes to get ready for work.

D'barl was getting ready to take the kids to school at the time. He was shocked to see Davon there, so he asked, "What are you doing home? Shouldn't you be in the hospital?"

"She's safe now, and Mr. Tarique Junior has arrived," replied Davon as he buttoned up while walking out. "I have some things to work on, so I'll be heading to the office now."

"You…" growled D'barl. He would've lost his temper then and there if the kids weren't present.

"Bye, daddy," greeted the three kids while waving at Davon.

"Mm-hmm." Davon looked at the kids lovingly before crouching down to pick them up, promising, "I'll take you guys to the beach and play with you once I'm done with all my work, okay?"

"Okay," replied the kids. They were obedient and hugged Davon before hopping into the car.

D'barl pulled Davon to the side and interrogated angrily, "What is wrong with you? Why are you back when Carol is still in the hospital?"

"She's safe now, and her life is no longer hanging on the balance. All that's left is for the doctor to do their jobs. There is nothing I can do anyway," replied Davon calmly.

"You…"

"It's late, grandpa," interrupted Davon. He then checked his watch and informed, "There's something urgent that I need to handle and I have to go."

After saying his piece, Davon hurried into his car.

D'barl was turning red with fury, but there was nothing he could do. He definitely couldn't lose his temper in front of the kids, so he had no choice but to let Davon be.

"Great-grandpa, what's wrong?" asked Eliana when she noticed how D'barl's face was scrunched up. She was hugging her stuffed alpaca when she walked to him and comforted, "Did daddy make you angry? I'll go scold him later."

"Eliana is such a good girl," praised D'barl. His fury dissipated as he gazed at his great-grandkids. He claimed, "You three are the best. I am happy whenever I see you."

"Great-grandpa, what did daddy do to make you angry?" asked Jason curiously as he cocked his tiny head.

"It's nothing," replied D'barl before he changed the topic by asking, "Is everyone settling alright in school? Are you getting along well with your teachers and classmates?"

"Yeah, I made so many new friends."

"I'm sharing my desk with a mixed-blood." The two kids started sharing stories about their school, and they did so excitedly.

Ryan, however, was sitting at the side and operating an app on his tablet. He was focused on the image on the screen.

His mechanical dove was flying near Mountain Hill and was video-taping that region. Unfortunately, the mechanical dove couldn't get too far up in the sky, so he couldn't capture the video of the entire place.

Ryan planned on retracting his dove that night and giving it an upgrade. Meanwhile, Finny the parrot was perching on Ryan's tiny head and was dozing off.

Just then, a Rolls-Royce zipped past them, and everyone heard an eagle's screech.

Finny the parrot was so frightened that its entire body trembled.

Ryan felt a stream of warm liquid flowing down his head. He instinctively shuddered and shifted his gaze up.

"Ah! Finny went number two on Ryan's head!" shrieked Jason as he pointed at Finny.

"Eww!" said Eliana .She closed her eyes immediately and commented, "That is so gross."

Ryan's face was red with anger. Gritting his teeth, he growled, "Finny!"

Finny sobbed and quickly flew to the other side before landing on the sofa. It looked fearfully at Ryan and said, "Scared. Scared."

"Scared? You went number two on my head!" complained Ryan as his tiny face flushed red with anger.

"Finny was probably frightened by that screech just now, Ryan. Don't be mad at it," cooed D'barl. "Let's go clean up for now."

After that, D'barl waved, and someone hurried over to get Ryan to the side. They washed his hair.

Fortunately, they were using the better car that day, and it had everything they needed.

"Finny come here," ordered Eliana while she extended her hand to the bird.

The parrot flew into her arms immediately and rubbed her cheek with its furry head. It seemed like the parrot was trying to butter the girl up.

"Never go number two on someone else's head again, okay?" taught Eliana patiently. "Ryan takes his personal hygiene very seriously, and he'll get mad if you do so."

"Scared. Scared," repeated Finny endlessly.

"What was that, anyway? I was frightened too," asked Jason curiously. "It sounded like a monster."

"I think it was an eagle?" replied Douglas after considering the situation. "It's strange, though. Mountain Hill may have a variety of species, and we have seen the occasional wild animals, but there shouldn't be any eagles around."

"I think that screech came from that car," said D'barl. He was getting older, but his senses were still more sensitive than most. He hypothesized, "Could someone be keeping an eagle as a pet?"

"Who would keep an eagle?" said Douglas while frowning, "Wait. Rahman is a warrior clan, and rumor has it that Mr. Landiana likes to keep wild animals as pets. Earlier, we suspected that the residents in North Villa were from the Landiana family. It seems that the rumor might be true."

"Have Clyde investigate the matter," instructed D'barl grimly. "I don't want to risk those barbarians hurting the kids."

"Understood," replied Douglas, who then gave out the instructions immediately.

On the other side, Ryan had washed his hair and was now drying it with a hairdryer.

He examined his head via the mirror. There wasn't any stain left, but he still felt uncomfortable. It was as if the smelly poop was still on his head.

"Don't worry, Ryan. You're all clean now," comforted D'barl.

"I don't want to go to school anymore. Let me go home with you," requested Ryan with a frown. He couldn't stand the idea of having the stink of poop on his head while he was at school.

"Okay," replied D'barl. Ryan was just like Davon. They were both germaphobes. He'd feel uncomfortable until he went home and was cleaned up properly.

Ryan towel-dried his hair before returning to the sofa and continued working on his tablet.

He overheard what D'barl and Douglas said earlier, so he wanted to know if that screech was indeed from an eagle.

He turned on the navigation system and located the Rolls-Royce quickly. He then sent his mechanical dove over.

The car had traveled down the main road and was parked outside the villa.

Two ladies got out of the car and opened the door before hauling a cage out of it. An aggressive eagle was resting inside.

The eagle's screech came from the tablet and scared everyone in the car.

Finny flapped its wings nervously and hid in Eliana's arms. It was calling out fearfully.

Eliana was in a similarly awful shape. She was so scared that she was crouching in the corner and her cute face had turned pale.

"Don't worry. It's just a noise coming from my tablet," informed Ryan instantly.

"What's going on?" asked D'barl, perplexed.

"I had my mechanical dove go spy on that villa. They are indeed keeping an eagle as a pet!" When Ryan shifted his attention back to his tablet, he saw that the ladies had already entered the villa with the cage.

"This is preposterous" growled D'barl angrily. "There are dozens of options for pets, and those people chose to keep eagles? Can they even control it?"

"I know, right?" complained Douglas, who thought that it was crossing a line as well. He said, "I'll inform Mr. Young Roman right away. He will deal with the matter accordingly."

"Ryan, take a closer look. Can you tell who's living in that villa?" D'barl wanted to find out if the Landiana family was staying there.

"Just a bunch of ladies…" Ryan checked his screen again. That was when he realized that someone was staring right into the camera installed in his mechanical dove.

Panic surged within him. He quickly turned the mechanical dove around, but it was too late.

A shot was fired from a gun, and Ryan's screen turned into nothing but static and white noise.

"My dove!" Ryan was so angry that he jumped to his feet. His tiny fists clenched while fury donned his face.

"What's wrong?" asked D'barl.

"Someone shot my mechanical dove," answered Ryan . He was beyond agitated when he growled, "That is too mean!"

"Such insolence!" said D'barl while frowning. "How dare they destroy my great-grandson's invention!"

D'barl turned to Douglas and ordered, "Send someone over immediately to teach them a lesson!"

"Understood," replied Douglas. He picked up the phone to send his men to do the job. He even specified, "Tell them that the monster they keep as a pet has frightened our kids and our pet. Also, they damaged our kid's invention, and their owner must apologize in person for it."

After hanging up, Douglas turned to D'barl and asked, "Will that do?"

"What do you think?" asked D'barl as he shifted his attention to Ryan . D'barl saw that as a chance to get closer to Ryan, and the former was adamant about helping his great-grandson who had been harassed.

"That will do for now," said Ryan while frowning. He was furious, but he was still a reasonable person. He pointed out, "I spied on them with my mechanical dove, so I was at fault, too. It's just that they didn't need to shoot it. They could've spoken to us about it first."

"You are right," commended Douglas while nodding.

"Also, it is illegal for them to keep an eagle as a pet in this nation," complained Ryan angrily. "Its screech scared Finny today. What if they accidentally meet in the sky? That eagle would've eaten Finny."

"Scared! Scared!" called out Finny. It quickly dove into Eliana's arms. It was so scared that it was trembling all over as if an eagle was actually there to eat it.

"That's right!" protested Jason with his fists clenched as well. He huffed, "I am a good fighter, but I've never fought an eagle before."

As for Eliana she got so scared that she cried.

"Don't be scared, Eliana I will protect you," promised Jason as he stroked her tiny head.

"Ryan's right," commented D'barl while nodding, "Don't worry. I will deal with this matter and keep everyone safe."

"Thank you, great-grandpa." Ryan thanked D'barl as well. The two of them had been distant in the past, but they finally managed to turn things for the better.

"I should call and inform Mr. Young Roman about this." Douglas felt uneasy, so he walked to the side to call Davon.

The call was connected soon after. "Mr. Douglas," acknowledged Davon.

"Mr. Young Roman, you've heard about how I called Clyde to deal with the residents in North Villa, right?"

"Yes, I will deal with it accordingly."

"They shot and destroyed the mechanical dove that young sir Ryan invented, and he is furious. Mr. Old Roman plans to deal with it in person to placate young sir Ryan…"

"No, don't!" shouted Davon quickly.

"Huh?"

"This is just a minor matter, so I can deal with it. Why would grandpa go in person?" said Davon as he thought of an excuse and added, "He's too old to run around and getting into fights for the kids' matters. It's so embarrassing."

"I think so too," replied Douglas softly before he added, "But I can't stop him."