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The Billionaire’s Assistant Epilogue
THREE MONTHS LATERShe stared at her reflection in the mirror, and a satisfied smile crept up her lips.Today was the most important day of her life. Her wedding day!She closed her eyes and let her mind drift to the day Tristan proposed to her two months ago.***************It was another cold day, as usual. It was a work day, but instead of going to work, Tristan had insisted they go to the same restaurant they went on her first day of working with him, and that they bring Zoe.She didn't understand why Tristan would choose to go to a restaurant instead of work and what was even more strange was that he insisted that he wanted to drive. He usually lets his driver do the driving, so she found it strange.After making sure that Zoe was seated and buckled in with the seatbelt, she sat in the passengers seat in front and Tristan got behind the wheel. As he adjusted the rear-view mirror, he winked at Zoe, who giggled and bounced happily in the back, the entire ride.All efforts to calm
The Billionaire’s Assistant Appreciation
If you made it this far, I'd like to say a big thank you. I couldn't have done this without you. Your support means the world to me. It's not just about reaching this milestone; it's about the journey we've shared. Your encouragement fuels my passion for writing, and I want to express my deepest gratitude. Every word of appreciation from you is a source of inspiration, propelling me to explore new literary horizons. As we celebrate this achievement, I invite you to check out my other literary creations. There's a world of stories waiting to unfold, each crafted with the same dedication that brought us here. Your continued support guarantees more captivating tales ahead. Thank you, truly, for being an integral part of this writing adventure. I cherish your love and can't wait to share more exciting narratives with you.Once again, thank you and I love you so much
The Billionaire’s Assistant PROLOGUE
“You’re going to work for me” he said while looking me straight in the eyes and I gulped “work for you? Why?” He smirked and came closer to me, his face was so close to mine that for a while I thought he was going to kiss me but he just smirked again and I swear it was so devilish “Because if you don’t, I’m gonna make you very sorry. That’s right, I know your little secret and I am very capable of sending you to prison.” My heart skipped three beats at his revelation but I tried to keep my cool. There’s no way he knows, it’s not possible, nobody knows about it so how did he know? “What secret?” I asked indifferently while taking a step back from him. He laughed maniacally and took a step closer “You’re going to play this game, Angela? Really? Well then, since you want me to jog your memory, have a sit” he gestured for me to sit and proceeded to sit on the opposite chair. He stared at me for a while and I tried desperately to hide my fear. “Well? I’m waiting” I said tryin
The Billionaire’s Assistant CHAPTER ONE
Tristan watched the lady from his window, she hailed a cab and left. He told her he would make her pay, she had dared to hit him, in public for that matter, he’ll make sure to put her in her place. Who the hell was she, he was Tristan Perry, billionaire, son of Travis Perry, no one not even his own father had hit him in his life and this lady, a criminal, a commoner from the gutter dared to breathe the same air with him and even worse, hit him? He would make sure that this would be the first and last time she’ll ever try it. He got his private detective do a little research on her and that’s how he was able to get his hands on the video, he has more details about her that he won’t yet reveal to her, he’ll wait for another perfect opportunity to present itself again, then he’ll use it on her. His phone rang and he picked it up. It was his detective “Talk to me Sean”“Sir, there’s something else you should know about miss Cameron”“Okay? I’m listening….”____________________
The Billionaire’s Assistant CHAPTER TWO
“Angela? Angie? Angela, are you planning on getting up anytime soon” Angela yawned lazily as she turned to put her alarm on snooze yet again “Angela, aren’t you going to get up?” Jane asked “What time is it?” Angela mumbled sleepily “It’s six a.m….”“Six a.m?” Angela yelled as she jumped off the bed and flew to the bathroom “why didn’t you wake me up Jane?”“Your alarm’s been going off for thirty minutes now, I thought you’d be awake by now” Angela flew to the small adjoining bathroom that connected her and Jane’s room as she hurriedly took a shower while brushing her teeth at the same time. She had done it again, why couldn’t she just be organized for once in her life, it’s such an irony that she got a job as an assistant because assistants are supposed to be organized.She was out of the bathroom in less than four minutes as she hurriedly got dressed. Jane came into the room and Angela saw that she was already done dressing, she was even about to leave the house. ‘She’s mo
The Billionaire’s Assistant CHAPTER THREE
Tristan stared at the lady walking ahead of him. Such audacity she had, no one in his life had ever spoken to him in such a way, she even had the guts to tell him to shut up and then used her smart mouth to belittle him. He had promised to make her miserable, he was going to make her so miserable to the point where she learns to tame her mouth. He walked to the secretary and signed in and she did the same. “Good morning Mr Perry” his secretary greeted him warmly but he didn’t respond, he was in a terrible mood this morning “Good morning, my name is Angela” he heard her say to the secretary in that her annoyingly gentle voice and it made him angrier. He turned to her.“What is this? An introduction? This isn’t your office, so why are you introducing yourself?” He saw a confused look cross her face and he smirked “But I thought….”“Well, you thought wrong. Your office is upstairs, just outside my office” he said and began heading to the elevator with her following him. They entered t
The Billionaire’s Assistant CHAPTER FOUR
Angela stared at her plate in horror. She was fighting the urge not to throw up, she had never been in a fancy restaurant before and she didn't even know what kind of food she was being served. It looked strange, mushy and sick. She looked at Tristan who was chowing down on his equally disgusting-looking food while she kept pushing the food around pretending to eat it. Why on earth would Tristan even order for her and what was it he called the food? ‘The special?’ what's so special about this? It looked like somebody vomited onto her plate. She glanced around uncomfortably, it was like everyone can see through her because people were giving her weird looks. It’s like they were judging her with their eyes.Tristan had an amused expression on his face as he stole glances at her squirming uncomfortably.“What's wrong miss Cameron,” he asked with a mocking smile…Angela's POV Oh, I so hated this guy, I wanted to slap that stupid smirk off his stupid face. Who does he think he is?“Nothi
The Billionaire’s Assistant CHAPTER FIVE
“I swear to you Jane, he really did. It's so confusing, you know. One minute he's cool, the next minute, he's a pain in the ass”Jane stared at his picture again and bit her lower lip “he is very hot though” Angela rolled her eyes “That's really not the point” “Seriously Angie, what if he likes you? Rumor has it that he’s never been in a relationship” Angela burst into laughter “Yeah right. I bet he's so crazy about me, you know, that’s probably why he yells at me and embarrass me at any little chance he gets. By the way, I’m not surprised about him not ever having a relationship, who would date a guy like that? His manners are disgusting”“He took you to his HOUSE! Don’t you get it? This guy never brings anybody to his house except his family, not even his close friends”Angela shrugged “he probably felt bad about what he said and wanted to make up for it”“I bet you, you would end up falling for him. It’ll be like those workplace romance” Jane said as she was already imagining i
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The Billionaire’s Assistant Appreciation
If you made it this far, I'd like to say a big thank you. I couldn't have done this without you. Your support means the world to me. It's not just about reaching this milestone; it's about the journey we've shared. Your encouragement fuels my passion for writing, and I want to express my deepest gratitude. Every word of appreciation from you is a source of inspiration, propelling me to explore new literary horizons. As we celebrate this achievement, I invite you to check out my other literary creations. There's a world of stories waiting to unfold, each crafted with the same dedication that brought us here. Your continued support guarantees more captivating tales ahead. Thank you, truly, for being an integral part of this writing adventure. I cherish your love and can't wait to share more exciting narratives with you.Once again, thank you and I love you so much
The Billionaire’s Assistant Epilogue
THREE MONTHS LATERShe stared at her reflection in the mirror, and a satisfied smile crept up her lips.Today was the most important day of her life. Her wedding day!She closed her eyes and let her mind drift to the day Tristan proposed to her two months ago.***************It was another cold day, as usual. It was a work day, but instead of going to work, Tristan had insisted they go to the same restaurant they went on her first day of working with him, and that they bring Zoe.She didn't understand why Tristan would choose to go to a restaurant instead of work and what was even more strange was that he insisted that he wanted to drive. He usually lets his driver do the driving, so she found it strange.After making sure that Zoe was seated and buckled in with the seatbelt, she sat in the passengers seat in front and Tristan got behind the wheel. As he adjusted the rear-view mirror, he winked at Zoe, who giggled and bounced happily in the back, the entire ride.All efforts to calm
The Billionaire’s Assistant Seventy-three
“I'm telling you, Tristan, it's that bad.”She said to Tristan over Facetime.He had called her by eight pm New Zealand Standard Time and she was telling him how things were with Zoe.She couldn't bring herself to sleep on the mattress, so, after tucking Zoe in and making sure she was asleep, she went to the living room and lay on the couch instead. “And get this, turns out she's been living here using my name.”“Are you serious?” He asked, the shock on his face mirroring hers.“I am. Her neighbour called me Angela, and I found these fake documents and ID's inside the kitchen closet. It all had my name. None of it has her name. It's creepy.”“So, her daughter doesn't know her real name either?”“She doesn't. Apparently, she's been living a lie for seven years. As crazy as it is, it did give me an idea.” She replied with a faraway look in her eyes.“What idea?” Tristan asked with raised eyebrows. She smiled at him as she answered, “You know how she told me not to ever let her daught
The Billionaire’s Assistant Seventy-two
The twenty-one-hour flight took it’s toll on her. Even though there had been two stops along the way, she was exhausted and sick by the time she got to New Zealand. She had also bought some things for Zoe as a way to earn her trust.Tristan called to check on her three times, and he sounded better. At least that's an improvement.She stopped a taxi and gave the driver the address Annabelle gave her. It was almost an hour drive from the airport and along the way, she kept wondering what she would tell Zoe. Where would she say her mother was? And how would she explain that she was her aunt? Because she was pretty sure Annabelle never mentioned her to Zoe.She was so lost in thought, she didn't realize they were already at her destination. The driver had to honk the car horn to snap her out of her thoughts.“We're here.” He announced after getting her attention.“Oh. Thank you.” She answered as she paid him. He helped her offload her luggage and then, he drove off.Angela stared at the
The Billionaire’s Assistant Seventy-one
Tristan, Taylor and Angela arrived at the hospital to find a panic-stricken, worn out Tessa, pacing around. Her arm was bandaged too.“What happened? Where's mum?” Tristan asked, trying to rush into the emergency ward, but was stopped by Tessa.“Tristan, you can't go in there yet. Please, calm down.”“What exactly happened, Tessa?” Angela asked.“Yeah, how did she get shot.” Taylor added.“She went to confront Amy and we were on our way back when our car was ambushed and some men wearing masks surrounded us. They killed the driver and shot mum in the chest through the windscreen. They shot at me too, but it missed narrowly, and my arm got hit instead. They took off immediately and that's when I called the ambulance.”“How is she? Will she make it?” Tristan asked with wide-eyes. Tessa looked dismayed as she averted her gaze. Tristan was about to say something when Tessa's husband Connor came rushing in.“Honey,” he exclaimed as he rushed towards her. He hugged her, then he examined he
The Billionaire’s Assistant Seventy
The car came to a halt in front of the Perry's grand mansion. Marie stepped out first, not waiting for the driver to open the door for them.Her eyes was red and her complexion was pale. She stormed out of the car and marched furiously inside the house, ignoring her children completely.“Mum, are you okay? What happened?” Tessa asked, trying to block her path. But, one glare from Marie, made her move. She rushed towards Tristan, who was being helped out of the car by Angela and Alan.“What's wrong with mum? She looks ready to murder someone.” She asked Tristan, who exchanged a glance with Angela.“What does that look mean? What's happening?” She asked in alarm.“Is father home?” Tristan asked.“Yeah, but that doesn't answer my question. Why is mum so furious?” She asked again, visibly frustrated that no one was answering her question.“Where is he?” Tristan asked again.“In his study. For God's sake, why isn't anyone answering the damn question? What happened to mum?” she yelled.Just
The Billionaire’s Assistant Sixty-nine
She sat in front of a tiny glass window in a cubicle, tapping her fingers nervously on the table and lost in thought.It's been three days since she was discharged from the hospital and she had been putting off the idea of seeing her sister in prison till she couldn't anymore.She had to gather up all her courage to come here, concluding that Annabelle could not hurt her again as she was already behind bars.Now, sitting here, all that courage seemed to have faltered and she wondered if it was too late to leave. Just then, she looked up and her whole body tensed as she saw a haggard-looking Annabelle in cuffs, being escorted by a police officer. The officer removed the cuffs from her wrists and she slumped to the chair. Angela inhaled and tried to calm her nerves and her shaking hands as she picked up the phone in front of her. Annabelle did the same and for a few seconds, neither of them said a word to each other. They just stared, with the phone in their ears and different though
The Billionaire’s Assistant Sixty-eight
She remained silent, just staring blankly, throat dry, heart pounding until Tristan felt the need to speak.“Angela, please say something.”She finally focused her gaze on him, as the blank stare left her face. “Where is she?” she asked.“Detained,” Tristan answered.“Angie, she wants to see you,” Jane said, looking worried. Angela shifted her gaze to Jane as seven of the coldest words she had ever said, fell out of her mouth.“I have nothing to say to her!”“She's still your sister…” Tristan was saying, but she cut him short.“Was my sister! Now, I have no sister. I remember everything she did to me, including hiring those two men to beat me up. I was pregnant! And she knew it. You know what they said to me? They told me that she said they should get rid of it by any means necessary. She's the reason all this is happening. She could have killed you too, Tristan. And you say she's my sister? No, if she were my sister, she would never have done all that to me.”She yelled, angry tears
The Billionaire’s Assistant Sixty-seven
Her head was hurting so she once again thought she was hallucinating. Even though she just heard his voice, she couldn't bring herself to believe he was looking at her and talking to her. He was in a coma, so how was he doing any of that?“Are you okay?” he asked, startling her.“Y—you. You're awake?”“Surprised?” he asked with a smile.“I am. The doctor said it would probably take at least a month before you woke up.” Her face twisted in horror as she said, “Oh no, don't tell me I was unconscious for a month!” Tristan chuckled as he responded, “No, you weren't unconscious for a month, you were unconscious for a week.”“A week?” Angela asked as her face paled in horror. “Why? What happened?”“According to the doctor, when you fell, you hit your head pretty bad and since you already had a brain injury, it triggered something. But do you feel okay now? Did you forget anything?”She raked her brain, trying to figure out if she forgot anything, but she couldn't think of anything she mig
