Sarah's POV:
After we snuck into Bella's apartment, I had to check in her bedroom while Elma checked the study.
How could she not have any maids or security guards? Wasn't she wealthy enough, or what?
I pulled the drawers but nothing, checked her wardrobe and every other place in the bedroom, then I moved to the sitting room but nothing.
"Elma." I hurried and joined Elma in the study; she was also busy searching.
"Did you find something?" I asked, and she pointed the gun towards me, and I flinched. "It's not loaded; don't be scared."
"How do you know it's not loaded? Have you used one before?"
"I am not a murderer." She kept it in her bag and walked out of the study after she had organized everything.
"Let's go"
"Wait, I didn't find the document," I reminded her; she suddenly forgot the main reason I followed her here.
"Oh, let's keep looking then."
Mr. Billionaire: You Are The Father Of My Triplets.