All Chapters of The Billionaire's Unauthentic Daughter: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I nervously fiddled with my fingers until Heather put a hand on mine to stop it."Hey, don't worry. Rachael's fashion show is the most awaited event here so the media is more concerned about covering all her creations. They won't even notice you're here." She reassured me again."Okay," I said and then let out a sneeze.Heather frowned. "God knows where you and Ethan went gallivanting about in the city. You both have a cold now."I looked over at Ethan who was sat in the first row with a handkerchief pressed to his nose. I suppressed the small laugh that was threatening to come out. "Sorry," I said as my eyes watered because I was going to sneeze but then it didn't happen.We were seated on the sides, in the third row because we didn't want to drag much attention to us.Any minute now, the show will start and we'll see Rachael's talent displayed before us in the form of her self designed clothing.Right after the show, Rachael will of

Ethan dropped me off at the front steps and before I had the chance to unlock my seatbelt, he was already at my side, opening the car door for me which I found was extremely weird. He was being too much of a gentleman. It was almost unbelievable.He then left in the same car, claiming he had some business to attend to. He made no rude comments about how I didn't make myself useful in any way.I was done being a woman without anything to do. I had something to do now, and it was college. I would be starting my classes from the very same day and so was Olivia. We would be occupied for most of the morning and the afternoon after lunch. We didn't want anyone to know about it so we would be doing it in the privacy of our respective rooms with the doors locked. Everyone would be busy with their own work anyway.I decided to check up on Keith before I got started and apologize to him about earlier and on behalf of Ethan but he wasn't there, so I made a mental note to d

Heather was present during dinner. She looked a little too dressed up for a simple dinner but when Ethan walked in, I knew the reason. They were going out to eat. They were going on a date. She didn't want to stay for long as they had reservations.I could feel Ethan's eyes on me ever so often and it was hard to ignore what happened a few hours ago whenever we looked at each other. I could still feel his lips on my neck and the warm hug which was too good to pull out of.Ethan looked as if he was about to say something to me but I didn't give him a chance to as I spoke. "Have fun on your date.""Thanks," Heather said before grabbing Ethan's hand and dragging him out the door into their waiting car. We bid them goodbye.The whole dinner I was distracted. My mind kept replaying our hug and his kisses on my neck and our almost kiss.Soon Mr. and Mrs. Jenson started talking about Ethan and Heather and their wedding.An unknown emotion burned in

"I still can't believe you have a car like that," I said as I glanced back at the car which was not some fancy expensive one. It could easily pass as a normal car and no one would believe it belonged to a billionaire."Yeah, it's for escapades like this one." He grinned, twirling the car keys around his finger."Where are we going?" I asked as he grabbed my hand when we were about to cross the road."It's right there."I looked in the direction he pointed and was confused as to why we are at the theatre.I mean I know we were there to watch a movie but why? We could've just watched it at home at the private movie theatre the Jenson's owned. It wouldn't have been a problem to get hands on the latest movie.When I pointed it out to him, he couldn't answer for a minute. "I want to experience it like how other people do. At a crowded movie theatre, in the darkness with lots of people around. It would be fun if we don't get recognized."I

A few days later, Tristan stormed inside the mansion. I was in the middle of my classes when there were loud knocks on my door. I frowned and was about to open the door when Tristan's angry voice confronted me."Juliet, what did you tell her?" Tristan demanded from the other side of the door.I kept quiet. Did Olivia tell him that I told her about him?"Juliet, open the door. I want to talk to you."I still didn't say anything, hoping he would think I was not here."I know you're there. Don't think that just because you aren't speaking I'd think you aren't here."Well, damn."What is it?"I asked."What did you tell her about me? Why is Olivia acting strange since our date? It feels like she's avoiding me.""I don't know what you're talking about.""Open the damn door.""No, I'm busy. Let's talk later.""Later when?""After lunch. Can you wait till then?"Tristan didn't speak for a minut