Billionaire Spy

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BRIEF INTRO:

She is a single mom and a young widow with a tragic past that threatens to compromise the future that beholds herself and her child. Thelma Valentine is a diligent woman, she works hard to give her child a better life, and a better future from all the chaos that once surrounded them in the past.

Thelma Valentine is a strong-willed woman determined to accomplish whatever she sets her mind to do. A woman who forsook her identity so her daughter may have a life where she wouldn’t have to look over her shoulder each day.

One tragedy was avoided but no one knows for how long the peace they now live in will last.

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Kaycee, the fancy hotel manager ensured everything was in order for the evening event that was to be hosted by one of American’s top wealthy family “The Chester family” the Sweet Dreams hotel was among the top picks to host. All day he gathered both morning and evening workers to set up the event, and hired a substitute escort for one of the Chester's sons.

The entire arrangement and organizing were finished on time before the early guests arrived and Kaycee goes to get the escort from the private lot. He waited impatiently for the model he hired as an escort but there was no sign of her. He then checks his watch to ensure they were right on schedule and everything was on point but no escort. Kaycee checked his phone for any missed or incoming calls from her, but nothing explained the sudden absence. Kaycee was worried the model backed out of the deal and ran off, he was terrified she wouldn’t show up, thus embarrassing the wealthy family and lowering the hotel’s interest.

Not being able to handle it, Kaycee left the parking lot and went back into the building, on the way he asked the doorman to keep an eye out for any missing guests while he reinspects things going on inside.

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They walked back into the open hall where the guests are chatting, the music blasted through the array speakers giving a booming feeling, and Thelma watched a few of the guest dance, she envied the grace and elegance they possessed, not like she could match up, it was thrilling to experience.

‘Rich people’ she thought and rolled her eyes at them because they couldn't see her. Thelma was quiet the whole time as Kaycee led them away, but she became anxious when they went out, door after door.

“Look, Thelma… this might be a hard thing to do, but I promise, you will be fine.” He reassures her.

“You sure?” She shakily asks.

“Yeah, there are just a few things you should know. A little precaution on the dos and don’t. One! Avoid making any related conversation with the families. Two! Do not, I repeat do not get yourself drunk, if possible stay away from alcohol, and lastly try not to be uptight till the night's over.” Kaycee rushed up the details, which wasn’t enough to help Thelma.

“What if they ask about my name, what do I say?” She asked.

“Tell them it is Ava Sambora, nothing else. That is your fake identity for tonight. Also, avoid situations that may involve discussion about your life, work or family, please do this to avoid any more complications.” Kaycee held her hand so she understood the risk they were both taking.

“I will.” She answered. “Who am I escorting?”

“I don’t know for sure. Ivan senior has two sons, and it is one of them you are escorting. I hope it's the younger son and not the older son.” He muttered.

Thelma had to swallow her questions and hope for the best, it would be terrible being stuck with the wrong son.

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“This is Ava Sambora she is the escort I told you about, she will be your son’s partner for tonight.” Kaycee informs the woman of the house.

“Really? Is she legit?” The woman asked with a doubting look.

“Very! I am positive, and I am honored to be at service to the Chester family. Ava here has volunteered-”He gently pushed Thelma forward to greet them but she was frozen like ice.

‘Volunteered? I never volunteered for anything’ Thelma shouts in her head but could not let the words out. Kaycee was clear about his motives but his response to the wealthy woman opened Thelma’s eyes to the secret things he did not tell her.

“That’s great to hear.” The woman spoke. “My dear meet my oldest son, Orlando Ivan Chester.” She gestured behind her but there was a man joyfully picking his nose at a corner and Thelma cringed in disgust. The woman noticed the irritation in Thelma’s eyes and corrected herself. “Not that one, he is the one standing over there. Honey please come here. Sometimes he does not like attention.” She said and called Orlando so she could introduce him.

He stepped forward from the darkness almost towering above everything. His body language was angry as he reluctantly looked at Thelma.

From the shape of his face to his strong masculine feature, Thelma knew something was terribly wrong with this meeting. Orlando had his face emotionless, though he wore darkened sunglasses to mask the bored look in his eyes which also matched his exotic outfit.

“Hello, nice to meet you.” He said but it sounded cold and bitter like he was forced to recite the words. Orlando stretched out his hands for her to shake and she reluctantly accepted it, when she did the feeling of closeness became stronger.

‘wait a second… I remember those glasses- I-I remember that face… that voice... it sounds so familiar’ After a few seconds, her blood ran cold upon realizing it.

‘Oh my gosh! It’s the guy who tried to kill me!’

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hello dear fam! Just a short notice that there will be gradual changes to my work, but do not forget to add it to your library right now so you don't miss the new updates. Billionaire spy is undergoing final edits.

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