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I don't want to end the day with unfinished work, so, I informed Malia about what to do to help expedite the organizing of the company's financial statements. One to mention I still have Roland's party to attend after work. We still have unfinished business back in the boutique store. I'm pretty sure Malia could be there as well. A quarter before three in the afternoon, Malia and I finally finished the work assigned to me by his evil and manipulative uncle. Organizing an entire storage room drained my energy but it was all worth it. We kissed is all that matters to me. Afterward, Malia and I separated ways. She went back to the mansion to prepare for the party while I remained in Uncle Robin's office since I still have at least two hours before the office closes. "I'm done organizing the company's financial-" I cut off my words when no one is in Uncle Robin's office. He left the door unlocked so I simply step inside without knocking. "Where's the old man m
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Malia simply let me lick her neck as though she likes me to go further than that. However, I don't want to ruin her gown so, I uttered, "we still have a party to attend, Malia. How about we'll do this later, huh?" Then, I stealth my first kiss on her lips for the first time before jumping out of the bed and extending my hands to her. While looking at her blemishing face, my little brain ticked something that might surprise her at the party. "Fine," she said. "but, don't let me wait for you for like an eternity, okay?" "Of course, I'm not gonna let you wait for that long, my princess!" I smiled at her. "Better get going now. It's almost five." As soon as Malia got out of the room, I flashed to the bathroom. Five minutes later, I hailed a cab, not to head to the party, but to my predominantly rustic-style villa that cost my account up to two billion dollars, which I bought a month ago. "Good evening, Mr. Stevenson!" says uncle Romnick, who is in charge to keep
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After the short but uncomfortable introduction, everyone settled down to their respective seats. I was seated next to the gold diggers while Malia was next to Roland who never stopped smiling after his announcement. Malia, on the other hand, started to feel uncomfortable when she could barely lift her eyes at me sitting across from her. What is more annoying is that she never removes Roland's shrug from her as though she also likes his hands on her shoulder. That also makes me wonder about what happened between us recently. The sensation of that moment was pure to me. It was hard to believe but Malia managed to convince me that we shared the same feelings during those times. "Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Stevenson. About earlier..." Roland cut off his words accompanied by a change in his mood. I am not aware of what it was about but it seems that his mood was saddened or feeling guilty for what he did. "I'm so sorry if I judged you wrong about not being able to
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"This is ridiculous!" this time, Roland was the one who exclaims his utter disbelief. "We're only trying to prank you, John. Why are you involving my friends?" "And it was my idea to prank you. To make fun of you in front of everyone because of the incident back in the mall." Roger defensively supported Roland the way I expected. "Just a prank? Is that what you call this, huh, Roland... Roger?" I could not help but raise my voice at them, even in front of the cops. "Do you have any idea what I have been through four years ago because of the same reason?" Of course. What should I expect from Roland or Roger? They will protect their friends to protect themselves as well. If one of his friends will spill the beans about where they got their drugs, they will not only get arrested but will ruin their lives too. Just like how it ruined my life. And I believe that they cannot survive being expelled from school, degraded, and humiliated by the people around them, esp
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Halfway through the villa, my brain still felt restless when all I could think of is what the police officer whispered to me earlier. The name of the person that he dragged down remains a mystery to me. So, to fill my curiosity, I slow down the speed and park the car at the corner of the road, and dialed Malia's digits. "Where are you?" I was supposed to be the one who should ask her the question but she preceded me. "I've been looking for you in the parking lot but you are nowhere to be found." As far as my ears can hear from the background of her phone, it sounded like a screeching of the wheels. Perhaps she is already heading back to the mansion. "I'm not going home tonight," I said instead of telling her where I am exactly. "May I know why?" she asked. "Is it about what Roland and Roger did earlier at the party? Let me stay with you wherever you're going." A simple yes or no was supposed to be the one thing I expected from Malia's response. However,
Taming the Billionaire's Granddaughter Road Trip for Three
"Come on, Malia!" Roger exclaimed. He even pointed a finger at me with those vicious and deadly eyes. "That bastard humiliated me in front of my friends because of that fucking car." Right. I almost forgot about that incident back I'm the parking lot. But I have no regrets if he got humiliated back there. He deserved more than just getting humiliated after almost ruining my life again. "Prank, my ass," I uttered to myself before I removed Malia's arms away from me. "Which part of the conversation last night did I embarrass you, huh, Roger? For not covering your ass about the car? Did you tell gramps that you sell me to the cops?" Malia and Don Lucas curve their brows in unison. Perhaps my instinct about Roger was right. He did not tell their old man the entire story. He only told him the part where the blame could benefit from it. "If I was arrested by the cops and found out about my relationship with Malia, what do you think might happen to gramps' reputation, huh?" If he knows
Taming the Billionaire's Granddaughter Dinner Date for Two
The worst part of my situation is that I find it hard to reach out to my phone. I simply want to send a message to Unclen Romnick to cancel everything as planned but Malia's hand was clamped with mine and were set on my lap. If I am going to remove her hand from mine, let alone from my lap, she might be getting suspicious or feel uncomfortable and embarrassed. Those two terrible things would be the last thing I want to happen. So I leave with no choice but to ignore those negative thoughts that run through my brain and proceed with the plan. I am simply going to convince Uncle Romnick to take Mr. Emilio away from us. And if possible, he must take him away from the villa even for an hour or two. Right. That will be the right thing I must do. "Another thing, Madam President, I got a call from Don Lucas you will have an early trip to Europe tomorrow with Mr. Roland," he added. "Forget addressing me that way, Mr. Emilio. We both know that I am not the presiden
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"Why not bring Mr. Emilioto our favorite spot in this villa, huh, Uncle Romnick?" I sharpened my stares at him to shut his mouth. "Don't forget to offer him something to eat or drink. Mr. Emilio needs to revitalize after the long drive." "Of course, my Lord." Uncle Romnick nailed his drama. I wanted to kick his butt but he was in a rush I'm heading to the main house while holding Mr. Emilio's hand. And from that moment on, nothing has been left in a luminous romantic parking lot but me and Malia. "Did you like my surprise?" I asked Malia after getting the bouquet from her hands. "Actually, this surprise was already late. I plan to do this the same day we went to Roland's party. However, the two devils ruined my plan. I got mad. That's why I did not go home that night." "Why didn't you tell me about this?" she asked. "We could have escaped from the party, just the two of us." How could I? Aside from that, I got extremely mad at Roger and Roland, my heart felt j
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"Don't forget to bring those with you, Miss Spencer!" Uncle Romnick added. He pointed a finger toward the table. "Relax, Uncle Romnick," I said in a calm tone, trying to take control of the situation. "How can I get relax, John." Uncle Romnick insisted. "Our enemies are here. And we are caught by surprise. We let our guards down." Without hesitation, Cecelia sprung into action. She swiftly gathered all the essential documents and pieces of evidence we had been examining, carefully concealing them from prying eyes. "I'll be hiding in the guest room." Cecelia cut us in. As she disappeared into the shadows, I followed Uncle Romnick, making our way toward the main door. With a touch of apprehension, we opened the door cautiously, revealing Don Lucas and Malia standing before us. Although I already knew the purpose of their visit, I could not let them suspect that this villa truly belonged to me. Taking a deep breath, I masked my true intentions and put on a c
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"I would like to apologize for the inconvenience, Mr. Roland. Let's go, John." Uncle Romnick bent half of his body toward Roland and his parents. Then he tried to drag me out of the room but I dodged him. "Are you challenging me right now, huh, Roland?" I scoffed with confidence while glancing at them, one by one. I groped my phone in my pocket and dialed Cecelia's digits which confused Roland and his parents. "How about canceling the European expansion?" "What are you doing?" Cecelia said from the other line of the phone. Good thing I did not put the call on speaker so no one could hear it apart from me. "Yes. It happens that I am confronting Roland in front of his parents for the five million dollar scheme but he denied it despite the evidence we have. Is that the kind of person are you going to be part of Mr. Stevenson's business?" Everyone's eyes, especially Roland's dilated in disbelief. He even tried to snatch the phone from me but I refused to give it to
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"Are you sure about involving them in this case, John?" Uncle Romnick asked, his voice laced with doubts while looking at Chris and his friend from head to toe. "I mean, this is a crucial case in your life." I cannot blame Uncle Romnick to feel that way. He still doesn't know a thing about Chris and his hacker friend. I once informed him and Cecelia back at my office when we hired someone to be the fake Mr. Stevenson. But we already reached this far. Chris and his friend already know my secret and I was amazed by how they achieved a mission without any trace. So, keeping them on my side will be the best thing to do. Chris and I already sealed a deal that he will serve me until I say so. And their skills are one-of-a-kind. ''They are here to help us, Uncle Romnick." I smiled at them to lessen the tension. "And besides, I have something on them if they are going to betray me." Chris and his friend were taken aback in disbelief. Though it was simply a bluff, the
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"I'm so sorry, John." Finally, some dare to speak up. However, it was neither Dad nor Mom but Uncle Romnick. Cecelia and I exchanged confused glances when we realized it was just the two of us who seemed to be unaware of what was currently going on. "Perhaps this is the result of what I did behind your back," he added, his voice sounding desperate and regretful. "Did I do something wrong to you in the past that I am not aware of, Unce Romnick?" I said back. "Was my monthly allowance not enough for you to betray me?" I tried to stay calm as much as possible but my nerves are showing the other way around. So I grasped the metal bars of the cell I was in to minimize the trembling of my nerves. One thing that I hate the most about trusting people is when they stab me behind my back. I already learned my lesson after what happened to me five years ago. That is why up to these days, I only limit those people who I talk and share my day with. And that includes Unc
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Malia may have shown her tough side but I feel her heart was also in excruciating pain. She barely looks me in the eye even if my glace at her is quite obvious. It means to me that she still has feelings for me even if she was already married to Roland. So am I to her. Unfortunately, our love is not enough, and was bonded by a lie. As Cecelia and I left Don Lucas' dinner, the weight of her actions weighed heavily on my mind. I couldn't help but express my frustration as we started our journey back to my place. The car ride was filled with an awkward silence, punctuated only by the faint sound of the radio playing softly in the background. "Cecelia," I began, my voice tinged with disappointment. "I did not expect you to go that far tonight. Announcing our relationship in front of everyone, it's just... it felt like too much." Cecelia sighed, her gaze fixed on the passing city lights. "I'm really sorry, John, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's just t
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Don Lucas, who was sitting next to us, coughed all of a sudden. He quickly regained his composure and asked, "Why? Did something happen, Malia?" Malia glanced at Roland with her eyes sharp. "Well, my beloved husband didn't spend a single cent before and after our one-week honeymoon. His credit cards kept getting declined every time we pay something." The room went silent as we all caught up in the middle of absorbing Malia's shocking revelation. Then Cecelia and I exchanged glances, our mouths agape in disbelief. Not that I was trying to tease Roland. However, I couldn't help myself from bursting out laughing, finding the situation incredibly amusing. "I'm sorry for laughing," I said, trying to compose myself. "It's just that I find it hard to believe that a billionaire's son does not have anything on his credit cards. Perhaps he already maximizes his credit limits. It happens sometimes, right?" Malia suddenly gave me a stern look, clearly not amused by my reaction. But despite h
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Uncle Romnick and I looked at each other as if we had something in common, then back at Cecelia. There was a long pause before Uncle Romnick spoke, "That's... actually not a bad idea." I nodded. "But who and where should we hire someone to do the job? And how much was the probability this idea is going to work?" Before anyone could respond to my inquiry, my entire family appeared in the living area all of a sudden. Their unexpected appearance made me furrowed when as far as I could remember, I did not ask Uncle Romnick to invite my entire family back to the villa. What was more surprising by their unexpected visit was that all of them were carrying luggage bags and backpacks behind them as though they will be on a one-month vacation or more than that - to stay with me for good. If they could have bought with them their house's electrical pieces of equipment or utensils, I could have assumed they will be staying here with us forever. So, I glanced at Uncle Rom
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Right after that, the tour continued. Cecelia and I did not waste more of our time but enjoyed the best the night could offer. We experienced eating street foods, listening to live music, and even taking a riverboat cruise. On top of that, I also found something new about the woman I spent them with. Cecelia Spencer is such a lovely woman, easy to go with, and she always put a smile on her face every time I asked her something. And the experience was all worth it. The next morning, Cecelia and I walked into Don Lucas' office, hand in hand. It was part of our plan to pretend to be a couple. I could feel the sweat on my palms as we walked closer and closer to the meeting room. We had been practicing our act, but it was finally time to put it into action. As we entered the meeting room, I could see the confusion and curiosity on Don Lucas and Uncle Robin's faces. I knew we had to sell this, so I kept my grip on Cecelia's hand. We greeted them warmly and made our way t
