"Carlos inform Johnathan to ready my jet, we will fly to San Francisco in an hour!"
She heard him ordering his driver in the background. He was not giving her any damn second to speak up.
"Why are you flying to here?"
It was the first thing that she asked him. Kian sat inside his Mercedes as Carlos got ready to drive him to the private airport.
"Don't you want me by your side when you deliver our child?"
Kian implored. He did not know why would she ask him such a silly question. He knew that she was angry and was going to act like a brat again.
"You know what, I m coming either way...you want me or not! I m coming for my daughter!"
Kian gritted and it made Tinsley shake her head at the stupidity of this man, jumping to conclusions at the speed of light.
"Give the phone to Drake!"
"He is not here."
Tinsley replied and it made Kian angrier at why his guard on watch was missing in a moment like that.
"What the..."
