All Chapters of The Billionaire's Undoing: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

“Bitch!” I shouted at Rita when I entered the room she had chosen for the staycation at George Town. “You couldn’t give me a heads up that you were coming to the States?” I asked, my surprised voice laced with immense enthusiasm and a bunch of indescribable emotions.“Okay, first of all, honey, surprises don’t work that way. If I had told you about me coming back, I am pretty sure you would have connected the dots pretty fast, you and your incredibly smart brain cells,” she said as she hooked her swimwear on the cloth hangers.“And secondly, Lucas bribed us all with first-class seats and the joy of zucchini tart and fine whiskey made me forget to contact you. I am sorry boo, but have you slept in the Emirates’ silk pajamas? You will never dream of reaching home,” Rita said, her eyes lighting up as though she was reliving the moment once again.“So much for nothing will ever keep us apart,” I said sarcastically as I helped her arrange her skin care products in the bathroom.“Babe! Don’

“Take a picture!” Rita pleaded with me. I gave her a stern look through my Bvlgari sunglasses, clearly not willing to update a world of strangers on my newly unlocked level of love and ecstasy.“No!”“Why not? Don’t you want to preserve the memories?” she asked. My face had a quizzical look on as I listened to her. To me, Rita was not making any sense. I looked over at Jenny and Abby, seeking backup, but it was no use as the two were busy online watching different birth procedures. Abby had disclosed her wish for a homebirth which Jenny was skeptical about.“I don’t need the whole world to know that I am engaged. It will be of no benefit to either party,” I insisted as I returned my gaze to the fashion magazine in my hands.“Not true! Think about all the ladies that would kill themselves to become you,” Rita added. I shot her another sharp look, surprised at the words she was trying to frame positively only to fall headfirst.“I don’t want to motivate anyone to be suicidal, Rita. I ha

“Hey lovely Kent family, welcome once again to my I*******m live. I am excited to host you here once again with the newest and juiciest news in my life. Aww, thank you @mrharry for your sweet comment, sending love and light back to your darling,” Vivian Kent bubbled in her I*******m live. “@vivreignsforever, I see you! To answer your question, yes, my fashion company is doing great! Couldn’t be any better honestly. We are thriving until the end because that’s the only way Kents do their work. I shall send you a free package from Red Kent just because you sound like a sweetheart. Mwah! “So, I came on here to inform y’all that I have moved on from my last breakup. It was quite embarrassing for me, to be honest. I had dumped Lucas a while back but I could not understand why he would go for someone lower than me. I mean,” Vivian laughs, “everyone knows that when you break up, you are meant to do better. That’s the only way to hurt your ex. But it seems your favorite billionaire did the o

One week laterJenny, Rita, and I were all together in my apartment, surfing through the internet to find the best event planners for her upcoming wedding. Jenny seemed calmer than I imagined she would be. However, as her support system, we still insisted on being by her side just in case that changed abruptly. The anxiety of being both married and a mother was bound to spill out from her soon, and we did not want her to go through it all alone.“Do you think I should invite Terrence?” Jenny asked. I looked up stunned, noticing how all the eyes were fixated on me in wait for my response.“I don’t know, do you want to invite him?” I turned the focus around.“I don’t know. He was once a part of this family at some point, so I just thought it might be cordial to have him around,” Jenny said.“Mh,” I sighed and immediately returned my attention to the tablet screen in front of me. I did not want to dictate her audience, but I knew agreeing to her question meant that I was the one inviting

The dress that Rita had designed for Jenny fit her like a glove. Clearly, it had been tailored just for her. She stood in front of the mirror for a while, her eyes filling up with tears as she stared at her reflection in utter disbelief. It was still taking a while for her to come to terms with the fact that she was about to become Anthony’s wife.“You… you are so beautiful, my baby,” her mother cried out from her bed. Jenny watched her reflection in the mirror, forcing a smile on her face as she nodded. The beauty before her had left her dumbfounded. Jenny had never fancied a big white wedding like her sister Charlotte did when they were young, but she always hoped to find a good man to settle down for as long as life allowed. And here she was, getting what she prayed for and more.Charlotte stood up from the seat in the corner and walked over to her sister, standing bedazzled by her side. She put her arms on her shoulder and looked into the mirror. Her face was wet with tears of joy