Mommy, My Daddy Is A Billionaire CEO
Chapter 40

Broderick was thrown into a dungeon, a very horrific place that Harry had specially designed within the jurisdiction of his mansion. Harry believed it was going to be highly stupid of him, if he ever allowed Broderick to die so easily. Nothing would be more invigorating than seeing Broderick beg for mercy. Harry then put Debby in charge of his feeding,

Days turned into months and Broderick Alessandro was beginning to loose weight, due to the fact that he was given only a certain meager of food. At some point in the dungeon, Broderick developed a strange sickness, which made him lack the ability to speak. Whenever Debby stepped foot into the dungeon, she felt bad seeing the state and condition Broderick was in. She could see the hate he had for her, written across his face, but there was nothing she could do. Debby kept on reminding herself that she ought to do what to be done, for the purpose of her son.

In the meantime, Nicholas invited Debby to a party. It had been long he laid eyes on her and there was no other perfect person to take out for a party than her.

At first, Debby thought of refusing the party, but reconsidered the fact that Nicholas had been vital at a certain point in her life. She had not been able to compensate him for the help he rendered and with this notion, Debby eventually pulled up at the party. Nicholas felt the wind knocked out of his body, the moment Debby stepped foot into the party. He had been waiting for her and seeing how absolutely gorgeous she looked, Nicholas couldn't help but admire.

"I have to say Debby, you look inexplicably beautiful Debby smiled, appreciating his comment. He extended his hand and she reached for it and they stepped foot into the dance floor.

After minutes of catching up over things that had happened in their respective life, Nicholas stood up from the couch, much to Debby's curiosity and extended his hand. "Dance with me Debby." At first, Debby hesitated as she was completely shy, she didn't want to embarrass herself. After a while however, she accepted and they both head over to the dance floor

During the course of dancing with Debby, Nicholas felt someone tap nudge him and when he turned around, a very dangerous looking stare took him aback. It was Harry Vernon. "Leave her!" Harry said in a very "deadly tone.

Nicholas knew better than disobeying Harry. He had seen what he could do in the past, when he knocked off Arthur right in his presence and knew he wouldn't hesitate to do that with him if he dares him. He respectfully left Debby, who was dancing all by herself. Debby suddenly felt arms wrapped around her waist. The strong scent of familiar cologne hit her nose and she immediately turned around to see Harry dancing with her. Debby looked around and realized Nicholas was gone.

"I had to remind that bastard that you belong to me." Harry indicated, noticing Debby looking around the whole place.

Suddenly, a slow jazz music filled the room. Everyone danced slowly and rhythmically with their partner to the music. Debby was enticed with the music and didn't know when she had her hands wrapped around Harry's torso as they moved their body in one sway. After minutes of dancing, Debby whispered to Harry that she needed to take fresh air as the room was slowly becoming stuffy. Harry aided her out of the room. The night was bright, filled with stars and a blazing moon.

Harry aided Debby to his car and they leaned on the car's body, soaking in the fresh air that nature had to provide. "It has been a really long time since I had this fun with anyone." Harry admitted, while his eyes were fixated on the moon. Debby noticed through the lens of his stoic face, a happy looking

personality, one that she could only see in seldom occasions. A proper look at Harry and all she saw was simply an embodiment of art, carved into perfection. Harry was simply the most handsome person, she had laid eyes on.

"You can keep admiring." Harry said, much to Debby's surprise. He wasnt watching her but knew that she was staring at him. "This reminds me. I have been invited to grace a party tomorrow by eight. I want you to get yourself ready by seven; I will be taking you as my date for the event."

Debby didn't expect that she would be Harry's date and series of question began to float within her mind. What would she be able to wear? Would the people at the party be able to accept her? What if things went wrong? She was.conflicted with so many question. Harry noticed the worry written all over her face and held on to her waist and pulled her towards himself, taking Debby by surprise. "You shouldn't have anything to worry about. A quick reminder that you requested that I show unconditional love, coupled with the fact that you are still technically my wife, there is no other person that would be perfect for the occasion other than yourself." For the first time in a while, Debby was charmed by Harry's mind blowing word and this forced a smile off her lips. "I would get your dress ready tomorrow. Be ready at seven." He said pecking her cheeks, before subsequently releasing her and moving over to the driver's seat. Debby stepped into the car as well and they both moved out of the party. While on the road, memories of Debby's younger self with Harry playing alongside the river, once again flashed through her mind. Debby believed that sooner or later, those times would be brought back into their lives once again. At seven, Debby was fully dressed and was admiring herself by the mirror. Harry had taken his time to hire the best stylist out there to get her dressed and the person by the reflection of the mirror was simply a beauty to behold.