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Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Leaving the Island
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
Last Updated : 2024-08-18Becoming 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
Last Updated : 2024-08-18Becoming 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
Last Updated : 2024-08-19Becoming 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,
Last Updated : 2024-08-20Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Stepping into his world?
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
Last Updated : 2024-08-20Becoming 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
Last Updated : 2024-08-21Becoming 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
Last Updated : 2024-08-22Becoming 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
Last Updated : 2024-08-23
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Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A New Beginning
Phoebe’s POVThe men’s taunts and shoves suddenly stopped, replaced by an angry shout. "Turn off those damn bright lights!" one of them yelled.The harsh, blinding beam of a car’s headlights cut through the alley like a spotlight, and I had to squint against the glare. The three men cursed, stumbling back, clearly irritated."Hey, you! Get out of here with that light!" one of them yelled. I didn’t waste a second. With all the desperation I felt in my chest, I screamed, "Help! Please, help me!"The car’s headlights were so bright, I couldn’t see the driver at all—just the silhouette of someone sitting behind the wheel. The men looked at each other, muttering curses before taking a few steps back, clearly annoyed but not ready to give up.I could barely breathe in the tense silence, but I was just so relieved that they were backing off. It was a small victory, but it was enough to make me feel a flicker of hope. I had to get away—get to safety before they changed their minds.Then the c
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Help had arrived
Phoebe’s POV Carla’s face burned with rage as she stormed toward Rachel, grabbing her by the hair and yanking hard. “You think I wouldn’t find out? You’ve been sneaking around with my husband!” Rachel yelped, struggling to free herself. “You’re crazy! Let go of me, Carla! What the hell is wrong with you?!” The chaos erupted as other staff members tried to intervene. One of them, Lily, Rachael's best friend, stepped forward and slapped Carla hard across the face. “Enough, Carla! Stop acting like this is Rachel’s fault! Your husband doesn’t even love you—he’s only sticking around for the kids!” Carla froze for a moment, her face contorting with fury. “How dare you say that to me? He told you that crap? So, you've also been sleeping with my husband?!” she hissed before lunging at Lily. The room descended into utter chaos as Carla clawed at Rachel and then turned on Lily, who shoved her back. “Get off me, you fat pig!” Rachel shouted, pushing Carla away. The staff scrambled t
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Grab Some Popcorn
Phoebe’s POVI had barely taken a few steps when I slipped on the spilled water on the floor, losing my balance and crashing to the ground. The crash of the glass milkshake I was holding hitting the floor echoed like thunder. I stood frozen, staring at the mess. The thick, sticky liquid spread across the floor, and I could feel my heart sink.Who the hell had spilled water here?!“Phoebe!” My boss’s sharp voice cut through the air like a knife. He was fuming, his face red with frustration. “What the hell is wrong with you? How many times do I have to tell you to be careful?”I opened my mouth to apologize, but he was already shaking his head in disgust.“Get the mop and clean this up, now! I don't want to hear any of your silly excuses,” He ordered. His tone was harsher than usual, and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.These past weeks had been nothing short of a nightmare. It felt like trouble followed me wherever I went. Just last week, I was blamed for serving a customer t
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Family's Blessing
Sheila's POVI was in my room with Mom, carefully organizing the clothes Granny had recently bought for me. There were so many that I wondered when I would have the chance to wear them all. I kept telling her I had enough, but my sweet Granny wouldn't hear of it. "Sheila," Mom began, her voice gentle yet curious, "I've noticed Andrew dropping you off quite often lately. Are you two back together?" A warm blush immediately crept up my cheeks. I paused, folding a shirt, and then replied, "We're just taking things slowly, Mom. One step at a time." She looked at me with a knowing smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I see," she said, her tone teasing. "Well, if you're really sure about giving Andrew another chance, then I give you my blessings." I felt a surge of happiness and gratitude. I walked over to her, enveloping her in a tight hug. "Thank you, Mom. You've always stood by me, and I can't express how much that means to me." She pulled back slightly, holding my hands i
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife The Fight Had Just Begun
Andrew's POVA few weeks had passed since the chaos surrounding Therese and everything else had settled. Alfred was back to work after being suspended for weeks without pay, and things with Sheila had been going progressively smoothly. I had been buried in work, the weight of the business constantly hanging over my head. As I sat in my office, typing away on my laptop, a sharp knock on the door interrupted my concentration. Before I could respond, the door swung open, and my parents entered. My secretary rushed in after them, looking flustered. It was obvious she had tried to stop them, but they were having none of it. "Andrew," my father called out, his tone already tinged with annoyance. My mother followed behind him, her expression unreadable but no less intense. My secretary stepped into my office and began to explain. "I... I apologize, Mr. Walker. They insisted on seeing you immediately," she said nervously. "They refused to wait for me to inform you before they barged i
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Second Chance
Sheila's POVAs the plane touched down in the city, I felt a sense of relief mixed with anxiety. We were finally back, but the weight of everything that had happened still loomed over me. As soon as the plane’s door opened, the cold rush of air hit us, and I could see the flashing lights of police cars waiting on the tarmac. They were already here, prepared for whatever would unfold next. As we began to step off the plane, the sound of raised voices reached us. Turning around, I saw Andrew's guards holding Anna back, their grip firm as she struggled against them. "Please, I just need to talk to her!" Anna cried out desperately, her voice trembling. "I promise I don't mean any harm!"Andrew’s expression darkened as he stepped forward. “Take her away,” he ordered, his tone cold and unyielding. “I don’t want to see her again.” “No! Please, Mistress, just a moment! I need to say something to you,” Anna pleaded, her voice growing louder. Her tear-filled eyes met mine, and the despe
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A Moment of Surrender
Sheila's POVI didn’t know where Andrew was taking me, but I could see how furious and upset he was. His mood was dark, and I could feel the weight of his emotions without him saying a word to me. I didn’t even ask. There was something about him that made me want to follow quietly, unsure how I was going to calm him down, and not wanting to make his mood worse. He led me to a secluded part of the plane, a small, well-decorated room that looked almost like a personal cabin. Before I could ask any questions, Andrew shut the door behind us. His eyes, filled with a storm of emotions, met mine for a brief moment before he suddenly pulled me into his arms. I froze, caught off guard by the suddenness of his embrace. He pressed his head against my shoulder, holding me tightly as though trying to find some comfort. We stood there for a few seconds, both unsure of what to do. Hesitantly, I began to pat his back, uncertain of how to respond. “They turned against me! I trusted them so muc
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Therese 2
Andrew’s POV I was trying so hard to understand what I had just heard. Anna, the woman who had served me so faithfully all these years, had been hiding something this massive from me. How could Therese be Anna's daughter? I stared at her, disbelief flooding my veins. I hadn’t known Anna had a child, let alone one who was working in my mansion under false pretenses. “What’s going on, Anna?” I asked, my voice thick with anger and confusion. “How is it possible that your daughter has been working here without my knowledge?” Anna’s face twisted with a mix of guilt and fear, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never been one to break down easily, but this time, it was different. “She’s not really my daughter, Master,” Anna explained shakily, her voice quivering. “She’s my late twin sister’s child… I raised her as my own after my sister passed away. I’ve done everything I could to give her a good life, everything. I sent money whenever I could, supported her when she needed it. I
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Therese
Andrew's POV“Double-check everything,” I instructed the housekeeper over the phone. “The villa needs to be ready when we arrive, and I want the staff there briefed. No room for error.” “Yes, Sir. Everything is confirmed,” the voice on the other end said. “Good,” I replied with a nod before hanging up. It had taken a lot of effort to organize this, but I knew it would definitely be worth it. I turned to Alfred. “Are the movement schedules finalized? And the cars we'll be using once we land?” He nodded. “Yes, Master. Everything has been arranged as per your instructions. Everything has been confirmed.” “Excellent,” I replied, leaning slightly against the window frame. I allowed myself a small smile, one of satisfaction. The truth was, I knew Sheila wouldn’t have come willingly if I had asked her outright. She would’ve found an excuse, some way to evade me. That’s why I had to take matters into my own hands. It wasn’t ideal, but it was necessary. Alfred tilted his head, ob
