Todos los capítulos de BILLIONAIRES: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

It had been over five minutes I had explained my problem to this idiotic Sonya, but all she did was to drink from her glass. I wondered if she wasn't ready to help me, or she had probably caught my trick. Or, was she planning to go drunk, so she wouldn't have to give me a reply? I doubted if that was the case. She was too dumb to think about avoiding my request.  "So…" Finally! She said something! She dropped her glass on the glass table that separated us, sighed. Looking at me, those dazzling eyes held a rare emotion. What was with her? "You need my help?" "Yeah." I nodded gently, trying to be cool.  She chuckled weirdly. "Don't get this. You used to be my enemy, right? Why need my help now?" My eyebrows creased like I was worried. I looked down, trying to seem pathetic. It was time to take advantage of her. "Well, you see, I feel bad for all I did to you. Trust me, I'm ready to rec

How could anyone be this immature and dumb? If he knew he wasn't going to do anything, why had he made me feel that way? What was his problem? And wait, did I care? How could I have shut my eyes, and had probably been expecting a kiss? Was I stupid? Furious, I threw a punch against his tummy, and he tripped backwards, holding his tummy.  "Moron," I choked out.  "Ow, what was that for?" He groaned. "Did I lie by saying you aren't my type? I mean, you'll never give me a chance in your life, will you?" I hissed. "Let's go and have dinner. I've got no time for your craziness. And, see who's talking about types? For your info, you're not even close to being my type. You're a rag to me." "P-Pardon?" He widened his eyes at me.  "Let's go, dude. Can't keep on wasting my time here," I added, and walked to his car, leaving him standing like a candle. Yes

I glued my eyes to my laptop, stared at it ardently, yet I wasn't able to pay attention to what I was doing. I needed to do this work as soon as possible. To worsen all this, Rachel had gone on a vacation, Erin was busy doing her work, which meant there was no one to help me out.  Frustrated, I slammed the laptop shut, ran my fingers through my hair. Why was I this distracted? Was it because of— "You're okay?" Erin asked.  I glimpsed at her, nodded. Goodness knew why she had been staring at me since God-knew-when. I hoped she wasn't going to talk about something unimportant. Yeah, about my feelings.  "So, about what we spoke about. Um, are you gonna tell him how you feel?" She asked. I knew it.  "I thought we already talked about that. I said not to say anything about it." I threw my arms up.  She giggled. "Fine, fine. But well,

Like a frozen pig, I sat on the bench which was in the empty park, thinking of the next step to take. I was really trembling in fear. What if dad was going to take thirty percent of my business? But, the thing was, if that document was real, why had he just begun to claim he owned that percentage? Why hadn't he come to me since all these years? "Fire everyone on that floor! You all are stupid!" Seth yelled over the phone. He was probably scolding his workers for allowing dad, Becca and Jan to come into his office.  I tugged my hand to the bench, deep in thoughts. My cheek no longer hurt, but there was an after pain crawling around me. Seth had suggested we came here to enjoy the cool breeze, but that didn't stop me from being so tense.  "Alright, bye," Seth added before turning to me. He was glaring, but only sighed when our eyes met. He sat on the bench, cleared his throat. "Um, so you're okay?" 

I had gotten a text from the police officer I usually spoke with, while helping Erin to pack her last set of boxes into the trunk of her car. The officer had said he needed to see me, but because of my, I would say, date with Seth, I wasn't going to be able to see the officer. He had told me that the police had found a clearer footage of the parking lot, from the night I had had an accident.  Also, I didn't want to see the officer because, if I got to find out that it was Becca and Jan who had planned the accident, I would be quite sad. I didn't want my night to get ruined. I just wanted to have a nice dinner with Seth.  I sighed, and pushed the last big box into the trunk of Erin's car. Done with that, I slammed the door of the trunk, turned to her. She was smiling, which was quite weird.  "Why didn't you ask your men to do it? It's weird to see you do something like this," she said.