Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 41: Reveal . Isabella’s world comes crashing down on her during lunch break. After she was done with her work at the unit, she heads straight to the cafeteria with two fellow colleagues that she sometimes talks to. They’re queuing up at the serving counter, talking about the lecture, when a tall guy standing in line behind Isabella taps on her on the shoulder. “Are you the ceo’s son plaything? Mr Archibald?.” Mouth dropping open, Isabella stares at him for a second; what the hell? “I… No, I– why would you think that I’m–” The words die in her throat when the guy holds up his phone. “This sure looks like you, though.” When he turns the screen around, Isabella winces so terribly she almost drops her tray. There’s a photo of Archibald and her sitting in the Tesla, underneath the headline, ‘EXCLUSIVE: Billionaire Heir Archibald Bancroft dining out with a college-aged boy toy!’ Panic surges through her from head to toe and

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 43: a dinner between families .“You are just jealous.” Lisa paused for a moment before scoffing at what Archie said like it was absurd. “Jealous? Me? Jealous? Are you serious?.” “I mean, yeah. I already made it clear that day that I didn’t like you back the way you wanted to go, Lisa. And since then you’ve been giving me a cold shoulder, you just stopped talking to me.”“That doesn’t mean I’m jealous of you and Isabella, you dufus. I am a lawyer, a barrister, I should be out there at work now but I’m here because of you, to support my friend.” She said holding up the papers that were now looking too much to be a marriage contract. “I am here because of you and yet you have the nerve to call me jealous.” Archibald sighed. “I’m sorry for my words. I was being stupid. Please continue helping me.”“I know you are been sarcastic with that apology.” Lisa noticed before eyeing him. “But I’ll help you nonetheless.” “Great!.” He said a

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 45: Birthright . Alan stormed out of the room, frustration burning through him like a wildfire. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. His uncle, Archibald was becoming a pain in his neck, bringing his girlfriend—Isabella—to their family house without a word to anyone. It felt like a betrayal, a breach of trust.He couldn’t even think of Isabella and his uncle’s relationship as a real one. Because it couldn’t be! He retreated to the other living room where his mother, Jeanette, and his sister, Aileen, were seated at the table. Aileen seemed to be in a good mood which was rare considering how cold she acted most of the time. Their faces brightened upon seeing Alan, but their smiles faltered as they noticed his troubled expression. "Alan, what's wrong?" Jeanette asked, concern etching lines on her forehead. Alan sank into an armchair, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Mom, Aileen," he began, his voi

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 47: you for you .“We’ll do just fine.” Archibald muttered holding Isabella close as he kisses her forehead again. He never accounted for all of this. His own goal had just to humble Alan and maybe help Isabella get her revenge. But now things are going sideways and it was very obvious that he had fallen in love with her. He and Isabella never talked about the relationship being fake anymore. It seemed like she was went along with it too. And Archibald didn’t mind, he didn’t mind this life. Perhaps it was the best that they had crossed paths at that club that day and he had defended her. “Uncle Archie?.” He was pulled out from his thoughts by Aileen standing by the couch. “Aileen, do you need anything?.” He asked worried, she never approached until something was wrong.“Oh no.” She shook her head. “It’s grand father, he wants to speak to you. He’s in the study room.” She said delivering the message.“Oh.” He looked down at Isab

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 49: Runaway . Hazel wasn’t even sure how they got back to her place, tiptoeing quietly through the dorm after removing their shoes, stifling giggles behind their hands as they made their way to her bedroom. Thankfully, her roommate was out, and as soon as the door was closed, Hazel found herself pressed up against it, Alan reaching for her thighs to easily lift her, wrapping Hazel’s legs around his waist as he carried her the short distance to his bed, dropping her unceremoniously amongst the crumpled sheets. Hazel licked her lips as Alan pulled his shirt over his head as he crawled onto the bed between Hazel’s legs, pulling her up to kiss her again. His hands moved to the hem of Hazel’s shirt, and he broke the kiss for Hazel to lift her arms, allowing the shirt to join Alan’s on the floor. She gasped as Alan gently bit down on the tender space between her neck and shoulder, lips following the natural contour of her body u