Lahat ng Kabanata ng Saved by the secret billionaire : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Millie's POVWhen Gabrielle entered the room, I kept staring at my phone, unable to move. " Is he already begging you to come back to him?" She asked jokingly, but I had no strength to join her. Thinking about Alex was not on my list right now. I was still mad about all his secrets. He could keep them to himself for all I cared. " That is not funny, " I mumbled, and Gabrielle raised her brow. " Well, I did not press on you yesterday, but today, you need to tell me what is going on." I shrugged my arms. That was the point. What was happening? " Okay, you don't have to tell me yet, but we will return to that. What do you want for breakfast?" Gabrielle offered me a questioning look, heading towards her kitchen. " Look at this," I said, making her stop. " You phone? Sorry to break it for you, but I have seen it before." " I highly doubt that you have seen something like this before, " I replied, and now she was intrigued. " What is it?" " I just received two million dollars," I

Third party POV" Of course, I understand. No, that is not a problem. I hope we will have a chance to work again in the future." I hung up, gritting my teeth. What the hell was going on? It was the fifth phone call since morning, and it was only 11 am. I hit my desk with fury. This was not looking good. One by one our partners were calling to cancel their contracts with us. No matter how convincing I was, I could do nothing to make them change their decisions. Some of them worked with us for years and had no complain about our service. I could not think of a single reason that could suddenly change their minds. I pressed my temples, thinking about the solution, but I could not come up with any idea. The situation became dramatic, and I knew what I had to do. I grabbed my phone, dialling Brown's number. He would find out anyway, so I preferred him to hear it from me. " Hello," Brown picked up almost immediately. Judging by the sound in the background, he was back in the hospital with

Third-party POV The conversation with Mark left me completely drained. This man seemed to be the perfect tool for my revenge, and was found useless. It felt like a sign from the gods when I met him a couple months ago. His being Millie's boyfriend was an excellent opportunity to come after her. When I met Gabrielle, I knew I had found a perfect woman. She was utterly smitten with my charm, obedient, ready to fulfil my every need. That was the woman I could keep by my side. She was in love with me, and I used it to the fullest. Gabrielle was beautiful and intelligent, she looked good by my side. With her law education, she could keep up with the conversation. Gabrielle was like a perfect accessory; all my lawyer colleagues praised me for finding such a woman. Our relationship seemed perfect, and I could not ask for more, at least for now. Of course, she sometimes brought up the marriage, but until now, I could devise perfect excuses to keep her on a leash. I was not ready

Alexander's POV" It is... nice, but I have better. More revealing, if you wanna know " Natasha nodded, pushing the bag back to me. " " I do not know, and I am not interested at all. Even the thought of this is repulsive." I mumbled, glaring coldly at the man staring boldly at my companion. Natasha furrowed her brows, pretending to be offended by my tone, but then she noticed my expression." Is everything okay?" She asked, utterly oblivious to her presence's effect on this place. Men were gaping, and some were almost drooling. I wouldn't mind if they were here alone, but most weren't. I felt sorry for the women accompanying them. " I shouldn't take you to public places," I said, shaking my head, embarrassed in the name of all good guys. " Why?" Natasha looked around and sent a dazzling smile to all the guys who were not fast enough to turn their heads fast enough. " Let them look. That is all they can have." " I do not care about them. But those women do not look happy." "I'm s

Millie's POV I woke up completely exhausted. Last night, I cried myself to sleep while Gabi hugged me tightly. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could see Alex sitting in that coffeehouse, smiling widely at the woman before him. He seemed relaxed, happy even. That showed me how much our relationship meant to him. I was an emotional mess, and he enjoyed his life. How did I end up like this? Why do I have to make bad choices? And why am I attracted to the men who do not care about me? Those questions spun inside my head as I dragged myself under the shower. The hot stream of water washed off the tears that rolled down my cheeks again. I punched the wall in anger. What have I done to deserve all of that? First, my family and Mark betrayed me, and now I have lost the last person I cared about. The person I loved. The person who changed my life. I dried myself and brushed my wet hair, avoiding looking in the mirror. I could not stand seeing my face. My eyes were red and puffy, and I