Shyla’s P.O.V.
“Wake up, Shyl. It’s urgent!”
An impatient man screaming my name pulled me out of my deep slumber, although I was sure that Maddox left me alone to take some rest. Blinking my eyes rapidly, I opened my eyes to see that MF who had dared to disturb my beauty sleep.
“What’s wrong with you, Raymond?”
Dressed in office attire, Alpha Raymond was shaking my bed in the middle of the night. For a moment, I thought that he had lost his mind.
“You have three seconds to tell me why you are here. Otherwise, I’ll call Maddox.”
Raymond snatched my cell phone and sat on the bed frankly,
“That double-faced King has refused to sign the legal contract for our son. Trust me, Shyl. He is lying.”
Alpha Raymond’s speech was impressive, but the point was: Who told him about this con
