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Valerie's POV “ She came with the intention of seducing me and getting me to sleep with her." Drake's voice replayed in my head like a string of melancholic guitar.Drake pulled Charlotte to his side,his arm wrapping protectively around her waist. He planted a peck on her neck bone,his eyes fixed on me as he did so.All I could wish for was for the ground to split beneath me and swallow me up, saving me from the sheer embarrassment I was subjected to.How was I too foolish to think Drake wanted us back together. How foolish WA I to think that Drake loved me? Why would I even forgive a man who killed his own child, our child? How stupid and naive can I be? I am foolish.Charlotte tapped Drake's chest seductively,her monstrous glare clinging to me like bad omen.“I knew you were lying Valerie. I knew you made it up. How could you be so cheap to think I would believe that Drake willingly gave himself to you on a platter of Gold? Drake would never love you. He will always choose me over
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The Billionaire’s Mistress Contracted Wife Loosing her job
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Valerie’s POV It took me a minute to understand what had just happened, and like a reflex, I called him back. “What do you mean, come to the wedding?” I demanded, my head still pounding from crying. “I mean, come to the wedding,” he replied, his tone clipped, and I started to grow irritated. “Well, no. You can't just tell me where to show up. I am not your wife,” I snapped. “Even better, you're my mistress. So be there by eleven A.M,” he replied. “No. No. I won't be coming. Don’t you see how I would be embarrassed? I could lose whatever face I still have with your family in less than twenty minutes sitting at your table, so no, I won't be coming to your wedding,” I said harshly. My phone beeped with a message, and my eyes widened at what I saw. “I just sent half a million dollars for your brother’s treatment. I heard there are more treatment agencies for leukemia. See you at 11 A.M. tomorrow, and don’t make me repeat myself again,” he said and ended the call. I was frozen lik
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