All Chapters of A bride to the billionaire: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Cassie's face twisted in rage as she watched the news on her phone.“No, no, no!” She shouted, hurling her phone across the room. It shattered against the wall.She paced furiously, her mind racing with various thoughts. Finally, she stopped, took a deep breath, and dialed a number.“Mother,” Cassie spat, “You won't believe what Sean's done now.”Her mother's calm voice answered, “What is it, darling?”Cassie seethed, “He's made that…that…Camille the owner of Gracious Fashion and leader of the competition team!”Her mother's tone turned icy. “We'll take care of this, Cassie. I've gotten it taken care of.”Cassie's anger simmered, replaced by a sinister grin. “Oh, Mother, I'm counting on it.”*****Tiffany drank too much and kept dragging Ethan to take her home. Blaming him for her excessive drinking. Camille had to take a taxi home. She smiled and grinned as she climbed the stairs. She entered her room and rushed to her bed as she fell on it. Not only that, but she sat straight and

The new employees of Gracious Fashion Industry gathered around Camille, their new CEO, in the conference room. "Let's welcome the new CEO of Gracious Fashion Industry!" one of the workers exclaimed. Camille stood in the center, surrounded by her new team, trying to contain her nervous smile. The welcoming ceremony was a surprise, and she never expected it. After the ceremony, Camille headed to her office, her heart racing with anticipation. She held the door knob, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open. The grand decoration of the office took her breath away. The room was small but exuded classic elegance, with a large mahogany desk, plush leather chairs, and floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the city.Camille sat down in her chair, practicing her CEO pose. "What if I sit like this?" she muttered, adjusting her posture. She crossed her legs, placed her hands together, and practiced her executive tone. "I look cool," she giggled. Just then, the door swung

Camille's eyes creaked open, heavy with sleep, and she was met with a sight that made her heart stumble. Her hand was still resting on Sean's face, his features peaceful in slumber. The morning sunlight danced across his skin, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw and the gentle curve of his lips. For a moment, she forgot to breathe.As Sean stirred, Camille's instincts kicked in, and she snapped her eyes shut, pretending she was still asleep. But she could sense him looking at her. His face drew closer, his warm breath whispering against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.Sean's eyes fluttered open, and he was struck by how close Camille's face was to his. He wanted to reach out, to brush a stray hair behind her ear, to kiss the soft curve of her forehead. But he hesitated. Instead, he pulled back, his voice low and rough from sleep. “You can open your eyes when you're ready, Camille.” he said, sitting at the edge of the bed. Camille's eyes flew open, her cheeks flushing a

Camille's phone buzzed with a text message, shattering the monotony of her afternoon. She had been lounging on the couch, flipping through a magazine, but the sudden ping of her phone sparked a surge of excitement. “Wanna hang out?” the message read, from a number she hadn't expected to hear from — Cole.She couldn't help but jump on the invitation, feeling restless after Jeffery took Grandma out for her check-ups. The house had felt empty and quiet, and Camille was eager for some company.She quickly got ready, throwing on a bright yellow crop top and a flared white skirt that fell just above her knee. The skirt was a new purchase, and she was eager to try it out. She added a matching handbag and a pair of sleek white sneakers. As she headed downstairs, Sean emerged from the kitchen, a questioning look on his face. “Where are you off to?” he asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.Camille brushed past him, still feeling annoyed about what happened in the morning. “It doesn't concern you

The next day...........Camille's office. “There's a party tomorrow tonight,” Tiffany handed over the invitation to Camille who collected it.Camille shrugged, “Is it necessary I attend?”“Yes it is, and you are going with a date.” Tiffany muttered."A date? Come on that's hilarious." Camille eyed her. "Oh, you think I made it up. Well, it's bodly written on the invitation card. You can check it yourself." Tiffany shrugged picking up some files. "I'll send this over to Sofia," she said the files in her hand. “When are you leaving?” Camille asked.“In thirty minutes. I wonder who would request specially for me.” she muttered.“You can't find out unless you go.” Camille murmured her eyes fixed on the computer.Tiffany and Sofia worked on the necessary design, twenty minutes later, Tiffany left.*****Tiffany put on her delivery cloth, “This is the last time I'm literally doing this.” she sneered.She checked the address again to be certain, “Why do I feel like I'm going to hate this?