Mommy, My Daddy Is A Billionaire CEO
Chapter 44

"I am sorry father for all I have cost you." She begged. Debby was still trying to adjust to the reality to being called a daughter and this was what triggered her to come back.

"You don't have to be hard on yourself, darling. You did what you believed was best for you." Broderick said, stretching out his hands and reaching for Debby's own. It was a surreal experience, getting to hold the hands of his long lost daughter once again. It made Broderick really feel very emotional. "I was careless to have let you get stolen from me.

As powerful as I am, I never thought anyone would dare to come for my kid. I wished I was the one who raised you up, I wished you live with your sisters," Broderick had tears streamed down his eyes, "you even claimed to be my daughter and on two separate occasions I didn't believe you. I didn't even recognize my own daughter again, I'm such a failure. I feel absolutely guilty." Broderick admitted, while Debby rubbed his hands gently, a mechanism to sooth his guilt countenance. She also helped him clean the tears on her face.

"Listen Father, I promise to get you out of this place." Although Debby knew that it was going to be a hard task, but she wasn't willing to allow her father suffer any more in the dungeon. With Harry being a crack head, she needed to replace another way. Debby would have spoken to Nicholas to help but at the moment, they were not on good terms.

"Don't worry about me, Debby; you have your whole life ahead of you. If my fate is to die in the hands of the son of the Vernon's family, then let it be. The only relief I have is that I got to see the face of my daughter before death takes me away." Broderick explained and forced out a painful smile.

He didn't like the look of worry and anxiety that was on Debby's expression.

"Now that I confirm you are my father, how can I keep living with you inside the dungeon? I need to get oh out of here and I will try my best to do that,

"Debby was fully determined, that regardless of the circumstance, she would be ensure she get Broderick out.

For the next few days, Debby resorted into not speaking with Harry. She tried all means necessary to avoid Harry. The times where he would send his personal assistant, Horace over to speak with Debby, she would refuse to speak to him. She had to let him know that he wasn't pleased with her father being kept in the dungeon.

At first, Harry was furious about the cold attitude that Debby had recently developed. He intended to punish her for it, but remembered the fact that he had made a promise to her to love her

unconditionally. Although he hasn't broken the icy walls around his heart talkless of falling in love with anyone, he still decided to be more gentle in his approach to Debby.

One of these days, he had to walk up to Debby's room and knocked as soon as he was before the door, but there was no reply. He checked to see that the door was opened then he stepped inside only to see Debby staring out through her window with her hands behind her. She was certainly in deep thoughts, Harry thought and moved graciously over to her side, towering over her as he was way taller than her.

Debby had heard the knock and guessed that it would be Harry. She believed no one would knock at her toom at such time except it was Harry so she purposely chose not to answer it. When her ears perked up the sound of the door opening, she stood still, not intending to turn around.

She heard his slow pattering feet and his cologne hit her nose; a clear indication that he was already close to her.

"You have been avoiding me." Harry declared, but Debby said no words. She simply kept mute and continued staring out through her window.

Harry was furious. He couldn't deal with her silence anymore. How can he be living with someone under the same roof and the person would treat him like he never exist.

"If this silence is a perfect way to let me know you are angry about my decision not to free your father, then you can keep living in silence!" Harry declared and left the room with utter rage. He was totally over the stupidity he believed Debby was exhibiting. That Broderick murdered an entire family yet she wants him to free her. Definitely not in this world.

There was every sense of logic to the things he was doing and he wasn't intending to back down from it.

While in his study room, Harry decided to take his mind off Debby's cold attitude then he decided to play a solo game of chess. While playing the game, an idea flashed through his mind and immediately, he requested the presence of Horace.

When Horace arrived, he stopped playing the game anddooked up at Horace. "I am giving you less than twenty four hours, Horace, I need you to dig further into who I slept with Five years ago at the bar. I want your information to be extremely accurate, detailed, and void of any mischief. Do I make myself clear?" He asked and Horace nodded and left the room.

Three hours later, Harry was on his way to get a document from his office, he needed to work on a certain contract over the night, when Horace call suddenly came through.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked, still driving.

"An actual footage of the things that happened on that fateful day had been retrieved. It turned out that the bar had a CCTV footage all along but hid it for reasons best known to the old manager but the new manager of the club had delivered the footage to us. I am mailing it to you right away sir." Horace declared and Harry hung up afterwards. He intended to check it once he was back from the office.

After obtaining the document from the office hours later, Harry returned to his mansion. He got a notification on his phone earlier on and knew it was from Horace. He moved into his study room and opened his mail then played the footage.