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Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Second family
Fiona’s POVI sat on the edge of my dresser chair, my foot tapping anxiously on the floor as I tried to keep myself calm.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Before I could respond, one of the maids rushed in, her face pale and anxious.“Ma’am,” she panted, “Miss Phoebe is here, she's downstairs.”I shot up from my chair so quickly that the perfume bottle I was holding slipped from my hand and rolled across the table. Phoebe was here. After all the messages I'd been sending to her, all the waiting—she was finally here.Without another word, I hurried out of the room, my heart pounding in my chest. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, there she was.Phoebe stood in the hallway, her back to me, glancing around the house as if she had just returned from a long vacation and nothing had changed. A slight smile curved her lips, and that smile made something inside me snap.“Phoebe,” I called out in a low voice.She turned to face me, the same little smile still on her lips. Her cal
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Exposed
Fiona's POVPhoebe took a step closer, her voice low and serious. “Mom, YOUR HUSBAND has been using company funds to build an empire for his other family. He has a child with another woman, and he’s been moving money out of the company to support them.”I stared at her for a brief moment before I burst out laughing. “This has got to be the biggest joke of the century, right?”But Phoebe just stared at me, looking dead serious. Wait….did she actually mean what she just said? Stevenson had…. a child?My legs suddenly felt weak, but I forced myself to stay standing. “No… that can’t be true,” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “You're only making things up.”Stevenson would never betray me this way. He promised Sheila’s mother was the first and last! He made me a vow—he wouldn’t betray me.Phoebe suddenly pulled out her phone and held it up in front of me. “See for yourself.”I stared at the phone screen, my vision b
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Stevenson’s POVI sat in the cold room of the police station, staring at the bleak white walls. It was already morning, but there was still no sign of Fiona. I still found it hard to believe that I had spent the night here.I couldn’t understand why Fiona hadn’t come to see me yet. Surely, she knew I was here, she was the one who called the lawyer. It wasn’t like her to abandon me like this, not when I needed her the most. My lawyer had already come by and spoken to the police. He couldn’t figure out how the police had gotten their hands on so much evidence against me, but he promised he would do everything in his power to get me out. I trusted him, but I couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that something was off. I leaned back in my chair, frustrated and anxious. Just as I began to lose myself in thought, one of the officers entered the room. “You’ve got visitors,” he announced.I straightened up immediately, my heart poundi
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife The Fall of a Man
Stevenson's POV Fiona’s voice cut in sharp, filled with hurt. “Oh, that’s her name, isn’t it? Not only did you have an affair, but you were also using company funds to build a life for the child you had with her. How could you betray me like this, Stevenson? What did I ever do to you?” “No! It’s not like that,” I stammered, trying to regain control of the situation. “I don’t have a child with Marilyn. Yes, I had… something with her. But that was years ago. I met her as a single mother; her son isn’t mine.” Phoebe scoffed again, sliding to the next picture. “Then why does he look exactly like you?” “I don't know; someone’s trying to frame me or something,” I said, shaking my head. “I met Marilyn on a business trip years ago, and we had… a one-night stand. But that’s all it was! The boy was already in her life before I met her. He’s not mine!” “A one-night stand? Years ago?” Phoebe asked coldly and snapped. “These pictures were tak
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Sheila’s POV“Are the centerpieces arranged the way I showed you?” I asked, glancing around the massive hall that was slowly coming to life. The gold and white decorations gleamed under the crystal chandeliers, but my eyes were still scanning every detail.“Exactly as you instructed, Mrs. Sheila,” one of the event coordinators replied with a polite smile. “We’ve triple-checked everything. The floral arrangements, the lighting, even the seating chart—it’s all in place.”“Perfect,” I nodded, feeling the tension in my shoulders ease, but only slightly. There was still too much to do.Another assistant rushed up, holding a clipboard. “Mrs. Sheila, the musicians are asking if you’d like them to start with something classical or more modern when the guests arrive.”I paused, considering. “Classical. It’ll set the right tone for the evening. We’ll switch to something livelier once the dinner begins.”“Got it.” She scribbled a note and h
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife A Night full of Surprises
Sheila's POV The tension immediately eased, and suddenly, I wasn’t so scared of the crowd. I felt like I could handle anything with him by my side, just like it used to be. Even though things were a bit off between us, I still appreciated the fact that he cared.With him by my side, and with our hands entwined, I could confidently smile at the cameras before we finally made our way inside.As we entered the grand ballroom, the soft lighting and elegant décor seemed to catch the attention of everyone around us. Almost immediately, a few guests approached with warm smiles.“Mrs. Walker, you’ve truly transformed this place!” one woman exclaimed, glancing around at the décor. “Everything is just flawless. And Mr. Walker, it’s clear she had some great support.”Another male guest nodded, offering Andrew a friendly smile. “It’s a fantastic setup. You married a very talented woman, Mr. Walker.”I smiled, feeling a sense of pride swell
Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Enraged
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Becoming The Billionaire's Fake Wife Black Sheep of the Family
Sheila's POV I stood frozen in the driveway, watching as Andrew sped off into the night, leaving me behind. I still couldn’t make sense of Andrew’s outburst—the anger, the jealousy, and the hurt in his eyes. What had I done wrong? Maybe I had acted too friendly toward Simeon, but I had no idea Andrew would react so strongly. If I hadn’t slapped him, I was sure he would have said more things that would’ve hurt me even deeper. “Are you alright, dear?” a soft voice asked from behind, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turned to see Grandpa and Grandma standing there, both looking worried and concerned. Grandpa looked like he had aged overnight, his once upright posture now slightly hunched, as if tonight's events had drained him of a few years. Grandma gave me a gentle smile, but the worry in her eyes was clear. “Come, child,” Grandpa said quietly. “Let’s take you home.” I didn’t say
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