Page 78 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“The woman breached security and pretended to be the new maintenance person. She grabbed Sofi and ran before they could catch her. Ben. She’s gone. She’s not here. She—”

“Okay. I’m on my way, Chloe.” The attending took my position, and the scrub nurses untied my surgical gown and gloves. I thoroughly scrubbed my hands before handling the phone from Gracie, dismissing her with a thankful nod. “Did they call the police?”

“Three minutes ago, but they’re not yet here. Jesus. My baby. What if something happens to her?” I ran out of the OR, into the hall, and toward my office to grab my things.

Things were so good between us. I had just told her I loved her, and she said she loved me back. I thought we were going to be okay from there. And now this had to happen? I felt like we weren’t getting a break.

“I’m leaving the OR right now, and I’m driving there immediately.” I rode the elevator to the basement parking lot and threw my bag in the passenger seat before putting the key in the ignition to start the car.

If something happened to Sofi—God, I didn’t know how we were going to bounce back. I didn’t know how Chloe was going to be okay after that, which was why it wasn’t an option.

I knew people in high places—dangerous people. And I knew I said I didn’t want to get tangled up with their bullshit, but I would if it meant saving my daughter. For now, I was going to trust the authorities.

“Please don’t hang up the phone,” Chloe begged, and my chest ached hearing her so broken like this when I couldn’t do anything about it.

“I’m not going to, baby,” I assured her.

“I should’ve dropped by earlier. This is all my fault.” Like fuck it was. Sofi’s been there for almost five months, and nothing like this ever happened before. Who could’ve done something like this? To a child. Jesus.

“It’s not your fault, okay? We’re going to find her. Is Billy Anne there?”

“She’s still in class.”

“Okay. I’ll call Maggie to come pick her up. She can’t be under so much stress. Not again.”

“She doesn’t need to know.”

Grabbing my work phone from my bag, I dialed Maggie's number. Thankfully, she picked up on the second ring. I placed the phone, Chloe was calling me, on my lap as I put my sister on speakerphone.

“Maggie.”

“Ben.” She must have heard the stress in my voice because she asked. “You okay?”

“Are you busy right now?”

“I just got done at Pilates, and I’m about to pick up the boys.”

“Good. I need you to pick up Billy Anne at school on your way.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Sofi’s been taken from daycare.”

“What do you mean?”

“Someone’s kidnapped her, but authorities have been alerted.”

“Jesus Christ, Ben. Okay. I’ll pick up Billy Anne and tell Mom.”

“Thank you.”

“Are you okay?”

“It’s Chloe I’m worried about.”

“They’ll find her, Ben. Call me when you need anything and if something comes up.”

Just as I ended our call, I parked at the curb near the school’s entrance. I told Chloe that I had arrived, and we ended our call.

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