All Chapters of Daddy Is A Rich CEO: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Who didn't love Wednesdays? One, it was the half of the week, so it was always a good thing, right, and second. It was the day that Stella McCartney considered her alone time. Wednesday nights, doing nothing but wrapped up in her sweet sweet couch, eating popcorn, watching Netflix, or reading a romance novel she manages to buy in a really cheap price.But today, something told her she wasn't going to be spending her Wednesday alone, it was like someone was going to spend it with her, but she ignored such concept.As, she pushed the door of her house open, 8:00pm, she still had some extra time to hurriedly get changed right.Her penthouse was huge, though she lived alone, she wouldn't definitely rip it up in some shady house, never.She pushed her shoes to the entrance of the door, before she walked towards the kitchen, pouring herself a reputable amount of orange juice, she sipped contently, before hanging around the counter. After thirty minutes of playing around in the kitchen, she

It was Friday, hell yes...Zoey was angry, Stella had completely bailed on her, saying her house was filled with cockroaches, who lied that way? It wasn't something of surprise, Stella was too good to help her break into someone's house at 10:55pm, but she? Adventures made her stronger.She remembered when she was in college, she had simply begged Stella to go on an after night party, but the latter had ignored saying she was scared.It was fun to be scared, but not that scared, it was a good thing actually, Zoey knew she was lying, again in the morning, Rafael was no where to be seen. He had completely disappeared, so, she left Zara and her kitten, Zora in the care of Stella.Now, Zoey was presently at the gate of the house, still tucking at her phone, she had already texted Dexter in the morning, so why was he late?Her shoulders sunk lightly, why wasn't he coming? Wasn't he going to come? Something flashed in her eyes, he hadn't even taken her seriously, he was ignoring her.Zoey s

And, as she said she would. Zoey tagged Dexter along back to Violet's house. Weird, because they had broken into that house in the middle of the night, and now, they were back there wearing normal clothes, that weren't black, acting normal.As if she wouldn't know. Zoey was smart, but Violet was smarter. People saw her as the woman with brains, extremely smart."Okay, so we are going to act normal like nothing happened?" Dexter whispered over to Zoey, the sun hitting him lightly, much better that Violet had requested they meet under the sun, drinking pineapple juice.Zoey palmed her lips together, letting out a hush sound. "Just chill, and follow what I do. Violet isn't a devil, there's no reason to be scared of her.""Hello." Violet stood in front of them suddenly, waving her hands.Zoey shivered. Dexter let out a shrill yell."Mother-in-law." Dexter mouthed."Aunt?" Zoey called out.Violet folded her arms together, before bursting out into laughter, she took a seat on the bench, hol

It was nine in the night.Zoey was seated comfortably on her couch, digging her arms into the bowl of popcorn, sipping out from the mug of coffee while flicking through channels on the TV, ah. Her darling Zara was probably asleep now, snoring and wishing her mother was right beside her, but she? She was shamelessly stroking her daughter's cat. What better way than to spend one's night doing unreasonable things? Extremely good. It purred under her gently, and she moved her hands through its soft white fur. Damn, she loved this kitten, and when she made a mistake by clicking on the news, she thought, heck yeah. The news was.And, it was the annual ball in which people attended, she never went, but she managed to see someone wearing a T-shirt, her face stained with tears, she zoomed in, wait a fuck, that was Stella, that was McCartney, her best friend.She couldn't control herself seeing her best friend cry, she had called, and she had even borrowed her neighbor's truck before driving t

"Congratulations, Zoey Hart, you have emerged to the finals." The woman with geeky glasses that Zoey considered 'cheap' said with that deep broad voice of hers.Zoey's face formed into a deep smile, as she collected the white paper from the woman, squishing it into her hands. "So, I got into the program?""Not exactly."Oh.."Why?" Zoey's brows furrowed into a brow. Being in someone's office, and not being able to ask the questions one wanted to ask was nearly suffocating as it is."The finals only consist of you and one more person. You are both fighting for the spot.""Well. Can I know the said person's name?" Zoey asked, slumping into the soft mushy couch in the office, when the woman wasn't looking, she let out that groan, but when the woman turned to face her. That great smile that no one could resist plastered on her face."Sorry. But, it's confidential.""Oh. And, you will get the results on Monday." The woman smiled."Alright," Zoey balanced herself back up, before giving that