Semua Bab My Target is My Lover: A Billionaire's Secret Affairs: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Edward sighed, looking away from the television screen. There were some news from entertainment channel about his dating rumors with a model, Emma Smithson.The worst thing was the spilling tea about him, being the third party. Something ridiculous, he never intended to come between someone’s romance as a fall guy.He grabbed his gadget and texted Emma, asking for her feeling about the rumors.In seconds, his gadget was beeping and the answer got him to be so surprised. He watched the night crawling in slow pace. It was strolling down to midnight as he tried to recline on the long sofa, in his other apartment. Staying away from the reporters and cameras of paparazzi since the rumor was rolling around. He puffed. ‘Glad Granny didn’t know anything about it. Curtis??? I hope he doesn’t pay attention for something crap like that…’ his thought was running though he tried to close his eyes.A day after, Emma Smithson appeared on a short interview in a tv show. Wearing the same out

“Are you ready? We’re going to make execution tonight.” Angelo looked at Elena, she was wearing night dress for beach party, the one that she got from the wardrobe in her room.Emir was taking a seat, not too far from them, watching them without saying any words.Elena gave him a nod, the yacht began sailing after they finished having dinner. The destination was the private island where the resort was located.The scenario would involve Emir as one of the privileged exclusive club members. He gave them the access for first checking to enter the resort. He would introduce them as a couple of his family members and told the management about spending a night of honeymoon.He watched Elena had wore her wig with curly brunette medium hair, she also wore a pair of soft lenses to change her eyes color becoming deep blue. She put some makeup tricks to change her nose, lips and forehead. Appeared differently, she was seen as a different woman rather than a woman named Elena Rogue.Someone

Elena woke up and she glanced at the watch on her right wrist, it was seven thirty in the morning. She yawned, stretched out and got up, realized someone should have brought her to the bedroom. She couldn’t remember anything after she spent one glass and half of wine. “Good morning, Miss Elena. What do you want to have as your breakfast?” The chef greeted her as she walked through the kitchen after taking a tour around the spacious, large yacht with five decks and two luxurious bedroom, three standard rooms for the crews. She had freshen up with a hot water showers in a modern bathroom her room provided. That morning, she got a pair of jeans short pants and a yellow casual shirt that she found from the wardrobe. Elena rubbed her head, looked at the chef and smiled, “Anything you cook and serve, I am going to eat it.” The chef giggled hearing her words. “You’re so funny. But don’t worry I’ll do the best I could to make your stomach smile.” Elena nodded and left the che

Curtis scoffed, he seemed envious to read the headline. ‘Edward’s new girlfriend?’ He flipped over the pages. The picture on the magazine cover showed Edward Philippe put his hand on a waist of a young woman. His wife, Susan, was busy to sort her jewelries and some accessories. She was taking a couch to sit on, near him, it seemed she tried to catch his attention. “Honey, don’t you hear a rumor about Edward?” She turned her head around, paused picking up some earrings to match up with her night dress for the gala dinner that night. She looked away when Curtis threw the magazine on the couch next to her. “What you know about it?” he stared at his wife. Susan smirked. “He’s dating a model, Emma Smithson. She used to be a girl friend of Gabrièl Pinot.” Curtis turned his head to his wife, he spread out his arms on the couch. “Who is he?” “The owner of one of the famous womenswear around the world.” His wife stopped picking up the accessories and she showed him the one

Chapter 78Winding Up The Past“Sorry, I need to answer my phone.” Edward stood up from his chair, he was followed by the cold stare of Elena.Emir sighed, turned his head to Edward then he backed his look at the young woman in his side. “Would you like to have a dessert?”Elena sucked a deep breath then shaking her head. “I can’t eat another bites.”He nodded and watched the back of Edward walking away from the place. He could capture by his ears the intense tone coming from the young man. He saw Elena kept watching Edward in cautiousness. ‘I see a spark between love and jealousy in her eyes.’Emir beamed, and took a sigh.“What do you think about him?” he asked in his heavy voice.Elena gulped as she never expected to get that such question. “What you mean?” she put her hand to grip the glass stem on the table quietly. She rubbed the bowl of the glass with her thumb. She looked away.“You like him?”His question made her cleared her throat and clumsily took a sip of