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Phoebe’s POV"We need to talk."I turned to face Antonio, the man I was supposed to call my husband. He stood there, his eyes dark and emotionless, as if I hadn't just caught him cheating on me. There wasn’t a hint of guilt or regret—just an icy stare that made me feel like the intruder in my own marriage.Instantly, I felt so angry within me, and before I could stop myself, I stormed towards him. My hand moved faster than my thoughts, connecting with his cheek in a loud, resounding slap. The force of it stung my palm, but the satisfaction of seeing his head whip to the side was worth it. For a brief moment, I expected a reaction—anger, shock, anything—but when he slowly turned his head back to face me, his expression was even colder, if that were possible. He nodded slightly, almost as if acknowledging the slap as nothing more than an annoying inconvenience."Of course, we need to talk!" I began, my voice shaking with anger. "You—""Hush!" Antonio cut in with a sharp, commanding to
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Leaving the Island 2
Phoebe's POVHis words sent a shiver down my spine, and my heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst. His dominance, his control—it was suffocating, and I felt the weight of it pressing down on me. But I couldn’t let him win, couldn’t let him think he had broken me."I’m not just a commodity," I said, my voice slightly shaking. "I’m not a toy you can play with. I’m leaving this place, and I’m done with this charade of a marriage."He stared at me for a long moment without uttering a word. Then, to my surprise, the coldness in his expression melted away, replaced by that same amused smirk. He stepped back and gestured toward the door. "Then leave."I was taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor. One moment he said he owned me, and the next, he said I could go.I hesitated, wondering if this was one of his games, but I didn’t wait to find out. I grabbed my suitcase and headed for the door, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.But as I reached the front door, I saw
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A harmonious dinner
Andrew's POV I was deep into the paperwork scattered across my study when a soft knock interrupted my thoughts. Sheila walked in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Before I could ask what was up, she beat me to it. "Your grandparents just invited me to spend the weekend with them," she announced with a hint of a smile. I groaned, leaning back in my chair. "This will be the third time they’ve done that. What’s going on? Why are they always inviting you over every weekend? If care is not taken, they would extend it to everyday. Did you slip them a love potion or something? " Sheila giggled, shrugging playfully. "Maybe I did." Then she proceeded to mutter some gibberish words, her hands waving in the air as if she was casting a spell. “I think it's time to cast that same spell on you, Andrew Walker,” she said with a deep, fake voice and then blew an imaginary potion at me. I laughed, shaking my head. "I find it difficult to believe that a love potion would work on me, Sheila Walk
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife What's at stake
Stevenson's POV I leaned back in my leather chair, listening to Mr Anselm, one of the shareholders in my company, talk with excitement and enthusiasm on the other end of the line. And why shouldn’t he be? Antonio Ricardo’s investment had sent our stock price soaring, attracting attention from investors we hadn’t even dreamed of getting. It was everything I had planned for, and more."Stevenson, this is unbelievable," Mr. Anslem said, barely able to contain his excitement. "Our stock price has skyrocketed, and the investors are pouring in. We’ve hit numbers I didn’t think were possible."I felt a swell of pride as I glanced at the financial reports spread across my desk, confirming every word he said. "This is just the start," I replied with a tinge of pride in my voice. "With Antonio Ricardo, My son in-law, on board, we’re not just riding a wave. We’re creating one. We’ve expanded into markets that were previously closed off to us. The growth potential is limitless.""And to think,
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Phoebe’s POV I held the phone to my ears, my fingers trembling with frustration and disbelief. I had just finished a desperate, pleading call to my father after everything I had done to get Antonio to call my parents to get me out of here, even to the point of acting crazy and destroying things just to have one phone call.But instead of comfort or reassurance or finding a way to get me out of here, all I got was a cold, hard click—the sound of the line going dead as my father hung up on me.I stared at the phone, my vision blurring as tears welled up in my eyes. How could he? How could my own father abandon me when I needed him most?“You can’t do this to me!” I yelled at the phone, as if my words could somehow reach him. But there was no one to hear me, no one to answer my plea. The room felt like it was closing in on me, everything seemed to be ganging up against me.I crumpled to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. The reality of my situation crashed over me like a wave, dragging
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A new lead
Andrew's POV “Our projections show that the Eastern market isn’t just an opportunity—it’s a necessity for our continued growth,” I said, looking around the boardroom at the expectant faces of the board members as I continued.“This expansion is crucial if we want to stay ahead of our competitors and secure our position globally.”Mr. Kensington, one of the oldest board members, adjusted his glasses and leaned forward. “Mr. Andrew, your proposal is good and solid, but with the political instability in that region, are we not taking a significant risk? How do you plan to navigate those uncertainties?”I expected this question. “Your concerns are valid, Mr. Kensington,” I responded calmly. “We’ve developed contingency plans to address potential disruptions. Our legal team is coordinating with local partners to ensure compliance and mitigate risks. We’ve also diversified our investments across multiple markets to cushion any potential setbacks.”The board members exchanged glances, noddi
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A message in blood
Andrew's POVThe police station felt suffocating, every breath I took feeling heavier than the last. As I entered the interrogation room, my eyes locked onto the young woman sitting at the table. She looked frail, like a ghost of someone who had once been full of life with her pale skin and her hair which was a mess of tangled strands. She looked like a girl in her early twenties, but her eyes—they were dark, hollow, and filled with something I couldn’t name. Something that made me feel like I was staring into an abyss.James was standing in the corner, his gaze fixed on her. I moved toward him, my voice barely a whisper. "How did you find her? Are you sure she's the one we’ve been looking for?""She's the prime suspect. She was caught in Dante’s ward," James replied, his tone grave. "Pretending to be a nurse. She had a syringe and tried to inject Dante before the security guards noticed the abnormality and rushed to stop her—doctors said it was lethal."My stomach churned. I turned
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Chaos
Sheila's POVI slowly walked around the living room, the phone pressed against my ear as Andrew’s grandmother’s warm voice filled the line. I could almost see her sitting in her favorite chair, a gentle smile on her face as she spoke. “Sheila, my dear, I just spoke to a very good friend of mine who happens to be one of the best event planners in the country. She'll be coming with her group of experts to help you plan the company gala so you won't have to stress yourself too much.” she said. “You’ll be in charge of managing them, and they’ll take care of the rest.”I hesitated, my fingers tracing the edge of the couch as I sat on it. “Grandma, I’m not sure I’m the right person for this. It’s such a huge responsibility, and I’ve never done anything like this before. What if I make a mistake? What if I screw things up? I wouldn't want to disappoint you and Grandpa.”Grandma chuckled softly. “You’re worrying too much, Sheila. I have complete faith in you. The experts will handle the tech
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