All Chapters of Saved by the secret billionaire : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Millie's POV I woke up, feeling refreshed, and filled with newfound energy. This day could be the start of my brighter future since the past weeks were really gloomy. I took a quick shower and helped myself with breakfast. A Bowl of cereal would do since I was too excited to feel hungry. But I had to eat something. Passing out during the interview would look really unprofessional. I had two hours before my first meeting, which I spent on choosing my outfit and putting make-up on. Even if that was absorbing me completely, there was still a tiny room for thinking about my conversation with Alex. I was going to get married to a man I barely knew. The details were not set yet, but it was enough to send shivers down my spine. It was craziness, but did I have much to lose? I pushed those stubborn thoughts aside. There was nothing more important than my meeting right now. I would have to catch a taxi, to be there on time but I did not mind. " Millie, wait," I have heard my

Aleksander's POV Mark Green looked at me stunned, struggling to breathe, but I had no mercy for this man at all. He and Millie's family showed zero mercy to the woman who would soon be my wife. This thought was still spinning in my mind, but now I had to focus on the problem. " Is there a problem?" I asked innocently, at the same time giving him a cold stare. " Well, in fact, there is. Miss Brown is no longer working for the company." He said, fixing his tie, which seemed to be choking him. " Well, that complicates everything," I murmured, watching him sweat. It looked like they were indeed desperate to make a deal with us, and I was keen on using it to squeeze him like a lemon. Visualising Millie, who was sitting on the bench, completely devastated, made this much easier for me. " Is there nothing else we can do to prove trustworthy?" Green was stubborn, but so was I. " You see, I would love to trust you just like that, but is it how the businessmen act?" My tone was calm but

Millie's POV I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt. They could not be serious. And that part about a family. We were no family. At least, I was not part of it. Not since they kicked me out of my workplace and home. I took a few calming breaths. That was fun. " If that was a reason why you called me, Father, I think we are done here. But thank you for the entertainment," I said, looking back at Deborah. She was still on the sofa, clenching her fists. I could hear the nasty thoughts forming in her mind, but she only tied her lips in a thin line. " Millie, we are serious," my father spoke calmly. " We have a chance for a huge contract, but only if you will be in charge. The customer does not want to work with anyone except you." I gave them a stern look. Finally, someone spilled the beans. " So let's get it straight. You do not care about me, but you need me to get the deal?" My voice was cold and sharp, but I could not care less. " They have heard about your succes

Third POV " How is it possible for her to crawl back again?" Sandra looked at her mother. A few hours ago, Deborah returned from a meeting with her husband and Millicent. She was still shaken by how her husband acted during this time. The rage was boiling in Deborah's veins and flashing in her eyes. " I know. He dared to raise his voice at me because of her, but I will make him pay for that." The older woman replied, pacing around the room. Sandra only nodded. Her mother would never accept any form of humiliation. " How much do we need to do to get rid of her for good? I took her man, her place and her work," Sandra slammed her hand on the desk, anger burning in her eyes. " Your father needs her. He does not want her here as much as I do. But there is a contract..." Deborah plopped into a chair, massaging her temple. " Fu*k the contract. Why is this so important? And please do not call this man my father." Sandra said, pacing around her room. " Enough!" Deborah repl

Alexander's POV When we entered the Ben's Burgers, Millie tensed even though she had tried to hide it. I took a deep breath, enjoying the smell already imprinted on my mind. This place smelled like childhood. I could not count the evenings we have spent here with my parents. On those occasions, they were nothing like business people the whole country knew. Here, no one cared about your status as long as you managed to behave at the table. I quickly scanned the room, and a smile curled on my lips. My parents were sitting in our usual spot, already enjoying their drinks. My smile widened when I noticed that both of them understood the assignment. My father wore a simple black shirt and jeans, while my mother chose a blue flower dress. " There they are," I said, taking Millie's hand. She offered me a shy smile while I navigated through the crowded restaurant. " Right on time." My father stood up from his seat as soon as he noticed us. He gave Millie a wink while my moth