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Chapter Forty-Seven: Something Better.
Undercover Ostrich.I hope you are enjoying the story so far. I am debating whether to include a bonus. I am still not sure, but if I were to write one, which theme would you want to read? (LMAO, don't forget that in bonus stories, happy endings are not guaranteed) (￣y▽,￣)╭
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Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Forty-Eight: Layers
I wish I had more information on the will, like where the money will go if I don't marry Daniel and if my half-sisters refuse to marry the president’s youngest son."It is eleven in the morning. Do you think it best to start sighing now? Especially after coming in late to work?"Samantha asks as she places my green tea on my desk.I nearly groan at her words, but she has done me the favour of giving me something with caffeine, so I shall not.“It’s stress that’s making me sleep in.”I excuse.Hopefully, after my father’s surgery, I will not have trouble waking up because as long as he is alive, I don’t need to think about his will."Any appointments for the day? I need to head out."I ask as I rearrange the signed documents in their folder."For most of the day, it was just going through the documents, but you can tackle them tomorrow; I can move things around for your convenience."My phone buzzes—a text from Matteo.[Got your dress and shoes, saloon?]I type the words ‘No. I have my
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Forty-Nine: Some Woman
Everything and nothing at the same time fills my mind as I watch the beautiful woman in front of me with her outstretched hands that I cannot bring myself to shake.Before anything like an apology for not returning her greeting leaves me, a laugh erupts from my throat, a loud and boisterous one that brings tears to my eyes."Olivia?"Blair calls obviously concerned but I can't stop laughing, my hands clutch at my sides for fear that they might rapture.“Olivia, are you okay?”"No... I mean, yes… yes, I'm fine, I'm fine."I break the laugh to clear my throat and wipe the forming tears."Oh...man, it's been a while since I've laughed that well.”Looking at the slight irritation on the woman’s face, perhaps because now she had fully retracted her hand from the greeting, I offer her a smile and place my hand on her shoulder.“Thanks."With that, I pass both her and Blair and enter the bathroom. It is only when I see my reflection in the bathroom mirror that I realise how stupid I look in
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty: Maybe Then
"We meet again." Victoria says as she trails behind Matteo, with a confused look on her face. I wonder why she is looking at me like that. Does she not like the outfit change? Rather than answer Matteo, I stare at the perfectly manicured fingers wrapping around his arm. I have so many things to say, but a fullness surfaces in my throat, choking me. I’m not sure I can speak without my voice shaking. "I asked you a question, Olivia." Matteo insists as he continues to near me, but Victoria pulls him back. Why is she acting as if she can tame him, as if she is trying to save me, if anything, its almost as if she is trying to show me that he listens to her. Am I jumping to conclusions because I am jealous? A dry scoff that I cannot contain slips through my lips. “If you have time to laugh, answer my question!” “I don’t see the point in answering you." I respond, and almost immediately, a sneer rises on his lips, and a vein appears on his forehead despite there not being a change
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-One: Cordially Invited
"Forget you comparing me to your ex, you want to sleep with other men?” His tone feels chilling in the oddest of ways; I should be the one upset with him! I should be the one with all the cards! “Yes.” I answer as the braveness I felt as I said the words began slowly fading. Matteo nods before he takes a slow step towards me. A smile curls his lips, but my sense of danger is screaming. “Mostriciattola mia, do you think there is a man who will survive sleeping with you.” His voice is calm, but everything inside me is begging me to run, so I take a step back from him, matching his steps; when he takes one towards me, I take one away, and before long, I find myself next to the stairs. “The contract never said anything about exclusivity. You are allowed to covet your sister-in-law, and I want my fun too.” I say quickly, but the expression that flashes on his face warns that I shouldn’t test him. “I am allowed to covet my sister-in-law?” He repeats with a sneer. “And you want you
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Two: Radar
"Hi!"Natasha's arms wrap around me as Vincent circles the outdoor lunch table with a lunch box in his hand. He always brings me lunch."I got lunch today."I say as I wave the sushi set I bought with the advance on my salary from my part-time job at the supermarket."Really?"He smiles as he places his aside."You only brought two?"Natasha asks as she reads the label on the package, and when she fails to understand it, she scoffs.“It looks expensive. How can you afford it when you can't afford tuition?”"Oh, I got it as a gift. We can share."I lie.Of course, it was a bad financial decision, but I wanted to do something special for Vincent, and the Japanese restaurant was my favourite way back when I could afford to eat there.He deserves to taste it, too."No, you brought two. One for Vincent and the other for you. It's clear you didn't think of me; otherwise, you would have asked your fairy godmother to give you another one."Natasha insists.Maybe I should give her my set becau
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Three: The Favour
"Firstly, your signature means you will participate in the will's terms."The man who visited my mother dressed in a blue suit says. He pauses to sip his tea, which smells of jasmine before he continues."These are the-""I would like to withdraw."I say, interrupting him; perhaps I should have said my piece while he sipped his tea instead of waiting."You cannot withdraw.""Technically, yes, but I can refuse to participate. I was told the will's terms were if I marry Daniel, I get-""The will's terms have changed."He says, cutting me off. We are both being rude."What do you mean the terms of the will have changed? I signed with the information the late Montgomery Gordon gave me."I defend, but he only rummages his bag for a folder as if his answer lay there."I mean exactly that; the terms of the will have changed."The man hands me the third folder in his case."The late former prime minister Mr Montgomery Gordon instructed me to hand this to you in case of his death. You are the
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Four: Gift
"I'd rather not dine with you, Matteo-" I say and grab my bag, ready to leave, but the sever pointedly blocks my body; when I move to the right, he follows, and when I move to the left, he also moves to the left without missing a beat. "Sit down, Olivia, before I have my men pin you to the chair." "God! What do you want, Matteo?" "It's more of what you want, Olivia. You are here on a date after my warning; you either don't care about his life, or you are far too selfish." "What?" “Look outside the window, cara.” I follow his words and watch as Stanley struggles to explain his predicament to a group of men who seem in charge of towing his car; as his back is turned, more seem to surround him without his knowledge. "Keep playing these games, and you might get the poor bastard killed." "Don't you dare?" I say as I push the waiter aside to move past him, but Matteo grabs my hand before the waiter can use his body to block me. "Let go of me." "Do you really think leaving me for
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Five: Hmm
Blood? Is that why I've been so bizarre lately, the fatigue and the headaches? All because of my period? With a sigh, I flush the toilet and rummage my room for some leftover tampons from the last time. "Ugh...this is so not the time. I wanted to...punish him." Perhaps not the best reasons out there, but if I slept with another person, Matteo might be so disgusted with me that he would let me go. This would have been the perfect time because he is distracted by Victoria, God! He must have the devil on his side. I cancelled my trip to the office; even though my cramps were not as severe as last time, I still took painkillers just in case. Luckily enough, most of the pain seemed to fade before lunch. ** "I brought coffee and pastries. Not a full lunch, but hey, it's something." I say as I enter Stanley's office with the treats in hand. He swings from his chair with a bright smile and takes the treats in my hands, placing them on the space on his desk. "I'm so sorry about our d
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