All Chapters of The CEO's Gold Digger : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

__________________________..."This is your idea?" Willow blinked up at the two-story pub tucked away between a barber shop and an unoccupied building. "I think it's a splendid idea." Trisha grinned, all the animosity completely gone from her face. "It's the work slave's equivalent of day drinking. Weekday drinking." "You seem like you do it a lot," Willow commented but there was no judgment in her tone. "Duh. You think everyone's a boring old hag like you?" Willow rolled her eyes. Friend or foe, everyone called her that. Maybe it was the reason why the paparazzi were hell-bent on painting her the gold digger. After all, what could a rich guy see in a girl with no personality except her body? She didn't even have a face worth falling for. She was average at best. "If you are done pitying yourself, can we go in and have some hard liquor?" Trisha seemed to have read her mind and Willow was surprised. "I am sticking to cocktails."She nodded and the two ladies made their way in.

__________________...Knox didn't get a blink of sleep that night. He had stayed up memorizing as much of Willow's features as he could as she slept in his arms, latched to him like a baby koala. She muttered and sighed and lightly snored, not once giving up her hold on him. "You are killing me, baby," Knox muttered into her soft hair. "Absolutely wrecking me." Willow fluttered her eyes open from the best sleep she had had in a long time. How it was possible would remain a mystery since she was straddling Knox like a child as she slept, not the best of positions for an adult woman to sleep in. Knox could have moved her but this was the closest he had been to Willow in a long time. No, this was the closest they had been physically ever. As for mentally and emotionally, they could not be farther apart right now.As her eyes came into focus, Willow stared at nothing for a few moments, trying to make sense of things. And when she finally became aware of the awkward position she was

___________________...Peter Campell got sacked. Nobody knew what exactly had happened but they all knew it had something to do with the new astonishing friendship between Trisha Panicker and Willow Mason. And Susan Pott. Susan had warmed up to Trisha quicker than anyone had anticipated. She had a problem with her because of how she treated Willow and now that that was over, Susan found no valid reason to have any animosity with the other woman. "You are not a witch after all," Susan told Trisha as they watched the despicable older man leave the premises. He turned around one last time, directing his glare at Willow and Trisha. While Willow squirmed in her spot, Trisha plastered a bright grin onto her face and waved at him enthusiastically making the man seethe in rage. "Trisha..." Willow hissed, reaching for her from where she stood on the other side of Susan. "What?" Trisha grinned at her and then back at the now retreating man. "We have got to give him a warm farewell for a

______________________...The persistent ringing of the doorbell penetrated her dreamless sleep. Unable to differentiate reality from her unconsciousness, Willow lay there clueless for a few moments before she jumped up, her eyes on the bedroom door. Knox? No, it was definitely not him. But then who else would be at her door so early in the morning and ringing the bell so insistently?Willow rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and got off the bed, putting on her bunny slippers before waddling over to the security system. She turned it on and raised a brow when she saw who it was. And that who was having an argument with her next-door neighbor Zach Herbert. Willow opened the door."There you are! Tell this asshole I am not some fucking 'intruder'!" Natalie Wright air-quoted as she glared up at Zach who had intercepted her outside for creating a ruckus. "She is my friend." Willow massaged her temple as she turned to Zach. "Sorry about that. She is a menace." "Wow, is that what you

_____________________..."You are friends with Natalie Wright?" Willow looked up from her laptop and spun around in her chair as Trisha approached her, waving her phone in the air. "Yes?" Willow had a really bad feeling about this. "And she is Knox Wright's baby sister?" Trisha planted her butt on Willow's desk. Her two girls seemed to do that a lot. Where was Susan anyway?"Yes?" Willow didn't need any confirmation to know where Trisha might have received all that information from. Trisha let out a deep breath. "Wheww, that's a lot of information to take in!" Willow nodded. She wanted to know what was it. She knew it was a new article and she tried to tell herself that she definitely didn't care what the paparazzi said about her but she wanted to know if there was anything malicious about Natalie. Willow opened her mouth to ask the questions but Trisha beat her to it. "Can you introduce me to her? I want a selfie with her, or even better a video!" Trisha clapped her hands