All Chapters of A bride to the billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Camille's eyes narrowed, feeling uninterested and annoyed. “What does Frederick Williams and his fiancée have to do with us?”Tiffany explained, “Haven't you heard? His fiancée will be our new design manager. Every year, there's a big event where designers showcase their latest creations. Designers apply and are selected into groups. Each group submits their design, and the best one wins.”Camille's eyes widened, “So, it's like a process where designers apply and are selected into groups to create new designs?”Tiffany nodded, and Camille furrowed her brows, “What does Frederick Williams Fiancée has to do with that?”“Come on, don't you get it. The group is divided in two, Mr. Frederick heads one of the group, and she acts as the manager for that group. The selection for the designers goes through her. Another person is also selected to head the second group with his manager. Now you see? She will be heading our company. Isn't that a blessing?” Tiffany breathed in calmly and held her

"Oh, look who's here!" David's lips curved into a wide, warm smile. "Frederick Williams, your fiancée is a real beauty." Minister Logan bowed slightly before Cassie, his eyes twinkling with genuine admiration. Cassie chuckled lightly, her slender hands covering her mouth, her cheeks flushing with delight.David pulled out a chair beside him, and Frederick followed suit, gallantly offering a seat to Cassie before sitting down himself. The men chuckled at Frederick's chivalrous gesture. "He sure loves his woman," one of them teased."I think everyone is here," David said, scanning the room. Minister Logan furrowed his brows, his expression turning serious. "Sean refused my invitation, humph." He rubbed his moustache slowly, his eyes fixed on the wall, lost in thought."Who cares?" Frederick interjected, a sly smile spreading across his face. "The party can commence without him, right?" He raised his cup in a toast, and the others agreed, clinking their glasses together.Just as they too

Camille burst through the hospital doors, her heart racing with every step. Cynthia's urgent call still echoed in her mind. "Please, Camille, hurry! Your father..."Cynthia met her in the corridor, tears welling up in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Camille. He's gone."Camille's world crumbled. She felt like she'd been punched in the gut. "No...no, this can't be."Cynthia guided her to the hospital room, where Mr. George lay still, his eyes closed. Camille approached him, trembling. She took his hand, feeling the chill of death."Father." She muttered with teary eyes, rubbing her cheeks on his hands. A letter on the bedside table caught her attention. Her name was scribbled on the envelope. With shaking hands, she opened it."Dear Camille,...She read it half way and folded the letter back.Camille's tears fell onto the letter and Cynthia handed her a tissue."Cynthia, what happened? You said he was improving."Cynthia's expression turned grave. "I found something suspicious. A drug, not p

"Thank you. I'm sorry I kept you worried." Camille said when they got to her room."I did it for grandma." Sean snapped and left.Camille glanced at his retreating figure, "Does he have mood swings?" She muttered about to enter her room when grandma worried voice stopped her."Oh my, Dear. Look at you, what kind of boss let's his employee stay this late? Didn't you inform him that you are married? I will ask Sean to sue him. He must be out of his mind." Camille laughed weirdly, confused on where to start answering. "Grandma- ""Where the hell is Sean?"Camille smiled warmly, "He just left.""You both should see me downstairs. First you go change." Grandma stated and walked towards Sean's room.Camille walked downstairs dressed in a strapless night gown that got to her knee. Sean sat on the couch, his attention solely on his phone when grandma saw Camille approaching she grabbed the phone from him.Sean stared at his grandma and she looked away. "Have you eaten, dear?" Grandma said s

Sean waited in the spacious foyer, he stood waiting, looking stylish and handsome. He wore a tailored navy blue suit, perfectly fitted to accentuate his broad shoulders. A crisp white shirt complemented his sun-kissed complexion, while a patterned silk tie added a touch of subtle elegance. His dark hair was styled impeccably, and his bright eyes sparkled with anticipation as he glanced at his watch for what felt like the tenth time. Soft, golden lighting illuminated the room, and the sweet scent of fresh flowers wafted from the crystal vase on the side table.Then, he heard the gentle rustle of her dress, like silk whispering against skin. Camille walked down the stairs, a vision in a bright red, floor-length gown. The dress hugged her curves, accentuating her slim waist, toned legs, and delicate shoulders. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her sharp jawline. Her emerald eyes sparkled like gemstones, and her full lips curved into a co