All Chapters of Entangled With The Billionaire Player: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"He is begging for your mercy, Boss. He says he has got a family to feed." "Is he still inside the building?" I checked the time and asked Michael, my trusted assistant. He has always been there with me, helping me with the business I had to take over years ago. In a way, he is my mentor who has taught me everything I know and has assisted me to become who I am now. "Yes, he says he won't leave until you meet him." I sneered, "Heh, the sheer audacity. Call security and have him escorted out." Michael nodded and started to go out until I stopped him, "Michael." "Yes, Boss." "I don't want any drama." "Noted, Ma'am." "And for the last time, stop calling me with words like Boss and Ma'am! You are free to call me by my name." "I can't afford this privilege, Ma'am. It will be burdening for me." Like a professional, Michael refused. As always. Sighing, I stretched my arms, feeling a dull ache due to working constantly, "I can't argue with you. Go and settle that Murphy. We can't t

Once we had taken seats in his study, Stefan Ford started. "I heard you have been wanting to buy a piece of land and preparing for it for a year or two." I raised a brow. I thought my movement was subtle. Or maybe someone was bought off by him behind my back. "Yes, it's going to be in the auction next week." "I can help you." "You can?" I looked at him. "S.A Ford Inc. is sponsoring that event this time. With my one call, the land would not be shown to others and you can keep it for yourself," Stefan Ford said. I am confident he is not this nice. He would never help me for nothing. "Yes, but I have a condition that you have to fulfil first." Of course, a condition. I sneered. I did not want his help, but I wanted to see for myself how could my dear father help me. "You have to merge S.A Ford Inc. with the Empire Group of Industries and make me have 40% authority in the company." 40%? Stefan Ford was surely playing smart. He wanted to be merged with the company my grandfathe

7 days had passed in a blur. It was true when they said that time passes and you don't even know it when you are happy in your space. Taking out a black dress from the closet, I was alleviated. I was finding an occasion to wear it, and this current time could not be any better. "All the preparations have been done, Boss. We're waiting for your orders." I nodded, my words oozing with confidence, "It's time to get our land back." Reaching there, the first thing I did was to meet the one who allowed the land to be a part of the auction. "Nice to see you again, Mr Kingsley." "M-Miss Ford, you're here..." Douglas Kingsley let out a nervous laugh. "You indeed look busier than I thought. Might be the reason for not picking up the calls." "Haha, ...yeah. Busy, yes." I noticed how he kept averting his eyes. "Mr Kingsley, you don't seem happy after seeing me." I raised a brow. "N-No, I am! I am delighted to have you here. It's just... I'm surprised to see you attending today." "Wel

"Lighten up already. Why are you in a sullen mood!?" When I met Sarah, she easily detected what I was keeping in me. Uncle Max was a pretty laid-back person and advised me to look forward to the future instead of dwelling on the past. But a thought that still poked my heart and mind was: My hard work was stolen, and things like this had never occurred to me. That damn Atkinson. I will scratch his handsome face if I see him ever smirking at me again. "You don't know what happened to me this weekend," I grumbled. It was a happy-sad situation I was in. "It's my show, Vicky! I'll not be able to focus if you remain sad." Sarah exclaimed, her eyes large. Sighing, I got up and grabbed her shoulders, standing right in front of her. She was cute when she tried to look taller than me. She was 5'4 and I was 5'6. "Alright, Sarah, I'll try to be positive." I showed a small smile. Sarah was my best friend and she invited me here. I should support her instead of spoiling the great atmosphere.

I felt my head shake as the world around me spun. The familiar music was blaring. The people were busy swaying their bodies to the rhythm. I glanced at Sarah helplessly, who had started getting tipsy from one glass of her drink. I knew she could not hold her liquor. "You aren't old. Don't act like one, Vicky. Match my pace." Pouting, she grabbed my hand and started doing those moves I adored. As a minute passed, I could not help but match with her. A careless laugh escaped my mouth as I moved. The high school dance class we both used to take came to my mind. After all these years, I still had not forgotten any single step. As if it were only yesterday that we learnt dancing. A hand suddenly touched mine, and I looked up to see none other than Mr Arrogant of all. What was he doing here? Was it not much of a coincidence? First Auction. Then Sarah's Fashion Show. Now this club. As the saying goes, enemies are destined to meet on a narrow path. I kept meeting him, an