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The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 154: Tell me
It dawned on them that the truck was aiming for them but it was too late. Clarisse was frightened to death as she covered her ears and let out a deafening screamChristian's eyes widened, his pulse raced faster, and like a flash, his survival adrenaline hit his hand he immediately took hold of the car gear and took a speedy reverse, looking back and forth to avoid the cars. The Rolls Royce black car's speed was insane and frightening; every car drove out of the way, avoiding it and the truck that sped after it. Like a car rider expert, he skillfully whirled the car around, creating a loud screeching sound from the tires, avoiding the truck and letting the truck crash into a pole before it tumbled and began to release smoke.Like the time stopped, every movement stopped for a second. Christian held the wheel panting and trying to catch his breath before turning and grabbing Clarisse by the shoulder." Ari, Ari, look at me", he called in haste as she shivered.Still shivering from shock
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 155: The dramatic Christian
Her grip around his wrist tightened but she tried to calm her mind and let go of his wrist," Tell me, what makes you think I'm different?".He said and turned to her properly, "You've gotten more free, bold, and more relaxed"," I've always been relaxed with you".He shut one of his eyes half closed, " I don't think that's totally true", he giggled, " you gave me a hard time"," I'm sorry about that", she smiled shyly," But that's not what I'm talking about. Right now, I have no idea what you're thinking, what is going on in your head, what you have in mind, you're confusing me"," How?"," I have feelings for you, Ari, I haven't had the chance to tell you but I need you, I think of you now and then, worry about how you're doing, if you're okay, if you've eaten, I want to wake up every day of my life with you by my side. I'm not a man of many words, but I love you, Ari, the thought of any other man's hand on you drives me crazy", he said closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, " I
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 156: The crash
Blue hopped on her feet, beaming with smiles as she strides towards her home through the not-so-bright alley, calculating the days with her fingers." Oh", she cooed," it's finally here. Five more days to get my salary", she grinned happily.Images and thoughts began to pop into her head, visualizing herself in the mall doing some shopping, buying some materials she had always wanted, the type of meal to cook, and what she needed to get.She unlocked her phone, still walking, and slid into Pinterest, searching for the kind of dinner gown to buy." I should buy myself some fancy female wear; I don't have a dinner gown, so let's get one that's not expensive", she mumbled to herself as she strolled through the images, her eyes switching from the road to her phone and back to the road again. She could see her house in sight now, " I will check more when I get home .."," Hey", a sudden rigid voice startled her. She turned to see who it was and saw two street men walking out of a corner
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 157: Losing my restraint
" huh?".Her eyes widened, and her cheeks became redder with her racing heart as she stared at him, standing on her feet but close to him." I'd have preferred you crash your lips on a wood instead of crashing it at my shirt," he said angrily and quickly looked at his shirt, " Oh, thank God, I thought you'd stained my shirt with your lips gloss."Blue sighed with her face that dropped, she rolled her eyes and leaped away from him.' what was I thinking?' she groaned in her mind.She proceeded to check the painting, and it touched it.' it's dry, 'she confirmed in her mind, her fingers curled up, and her mind skipped. She turned back at him," Not yet; it remains small," she said, stepping away from it and avoiding his gaze.Gael tried to conceal his smiles." Ugh! Guess I have to come here once again", he feigned a groan," No one is forcing you, I can get it delivered to your place"," Of course not, I can't risk it getting broken or something, I'll come and get it by myself "," You
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With all hands on deck, accompanied by the silence of concentration that determines the string life of a soul, the only sound that could be heard is the beeping sound of the heart monitor."Scalpel", ordered the surgeon in a calm and firm tone. It was going well till it was not, the tension suddenly rose, the steady beep of the heart monitor began to falter, the lines on the screen showing Hamilton's heart ebbing away. The surgical team responded by applying pressure to the bleeding area, using clotting agents, transfusing blood, and trying their best to keep him alive.Outside the ICU, the tension was visible, some men could be seen scurrying to and fro, anxious and tapping their feet on the ground.She glared around, looking at their face that were busy with anxiety and fear, everyone was too busy with their feelings and emotions to pay any attention to her, her bandaged head hurt, she had run away from the nurse attending to her to search for her parents and seeing her family here
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 2: The horror story
12 years later Smack! The thunderous slap across the cheek in the room could be heard. The sting of the slap was like a lightning bolt, jolting her senses. Her cheek burned with pain, her head reeling from the force of the blow. She winced, trying to hold back tears as she felt the humiliation and anger welling up inside her. This was not the first time she had been struck by Patricia, but the embarrassment and fear never seemed to fade. The rage in Patricia's eyes was like a shadow that hung over her, a constant reminder of her powerlessness and insignificance. " How did my clothes get stained!?" She yelled at her, but Clarisse could not utter a word, knowing the gravity. Not talking back at her is one of the rules she must not forget and not responding to her when she's talking is like looking for the tigress's trouble and cutting the tail of its baby. She had received the slap cause she was trying to explain. " Are you deaf?" She yelled, but all Clarisse could do was q
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"Let me guess, that's 'Unity' by Alan Walker". Clarisse looked up to see the new maid, " You're humming Unity by Alan Walker right?", " Yes", she nodded slightly, " Didn't know you know the song", " I love it, there are some songs I can relate to, and they're my best songs", she said spreading the panties and the new maid assisted her, " thank you", " It's nothing, my name is Abigail", " That's a nice name, can I call you Abby?", She asked sweetly, " I'd love that", Abigail grinned, " whose panties are these?", " Alice's panties", " You wash it with the washing machine right?", " No, she does not like that", " Huh? She does not like it? But yet she can't even wash her panties?" Abby scoffed disgustedly, "If I'm the one, I'll tear off three out of it and tell her It was a mistake." Clarisse chuckled, "That's too bad, I can't do that", " Why? You have nothing to lose", " Maybe, but I can't let anything hinder my wedding; I just have two more days; I've endur
The Billionaire's Fashion Designer Chapter 4: The Riches World
Expensive cars worth millions kept pulling up in front of the venue, one of which Alice alighted from in magnificent glory, dressed in a black short gown, tight and showing her curves and cleavage, and a black stiletto, her smooth and black hair was left unpack, falling over her shoulder, her neck was accompanied by a silver necklace and diamond earrings, and her fingers clutched around her purse, she looks so breathtaking and every guys and guards she walked by turned to take another look at her, drooling and tripping. She was a very beautiful lady. She walked into the venue, looking through the area full of heirs and heiresses. The party was made for elites only, sons and daughters of millionaires and billionaires, and the venue was decorated accordingly. The venue was spacious, the tables and chairs were well decorated and arranged neatly, and the aroma of expensive meals filled the air, along with juices and alcohols of all kinds, the decorated area adorned the sprawling garden,
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