Semua Bab The Billionaire's First Glance: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Amelie’s POVNo matter what happens to me, I feel so safe close to Nathan. On the ride home from the frat house, Nathan drove mostly with one hand. His other was holding my hand. His touch seemed to make everything better.“I think we should cancel the engagement party,” Nathan said. “Grandfather can just have the party be his winter holiday party.”“No,” I responded.“Amelie, you’ve been through a very traumatic experience,” He spoke while stroking the back of my hand. “I don’t want to put additional pressure on you.”“Nathan,” I sighed, “I want to go to the party. I want to announce our engagement in front of friends, family, and a bunch of people I don’t know.” I stated.“Are you sure?” Nathan asked.“I’m positive,” I said.“Ok then,” He replied. “Let’s get you home to bed. It’s really late, and you need your rest.”“Oh my gosh,” I blurted out. “I completely forgot to get Zander a birthday present!”“I have it covered,” Nathan confirmed.“What? You got him a present?” I looked at h

Amelie’s POVNathan and I said goodbye to Dante and Dutton and then made it down the elevator to the lobby.“We need to stop at a cake shop on the way to the hospital,” I advised. “I promised Zander a chocolate cake for his birthday.”Nathan smiled and grabbed my hand as we walked across the lobby. Marcus was waiting outside for us.“Good morning, Ms. Amelie,” Marcus greeted me and opened the door to the limo.“Good morning, Marcus,” I replied. I slid into the car, and Nathan followed me after speaking with Marcus.There were two big boxes and a bag in the back of the limo on the floor. One box was wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper, and the other was in a white box with a blue ribbon.“Two presents?” I looked startled at Nathan.“No, one present and one chocolate cake,” he smiled.“Nathan! How do you keep one step ahead of me at all times?” I questioned him.“Well, it seems you like to talk in your sleep,” Nathan informed me.My face went pale. “I do?”“Yes, but only when you are on

Amelie’s POVThe door buzzer went off.“I wonder who that is?” I questioned.Nathan started towards the door. “It’s probably the nail technician. I gave a list of the people to send straight up today.”He answered the door and ushered in two women dressed in hospital-type scrubs. I walked towards them.“You must be Amelie,” one lady spoke. “So nice to meet you. I’m Heather, and this is my assistant, Julia.”“Nice to meet you, Heather and Julia,” I said, extending my hand to shake theirs.“Ladies, I’ve had all the equipment moved up to the 2nd bedroom,” Nathan said. “If you follow Amelie, she will show you the way.”We moved towards the stairs and ascended them.“Hey, wait up,” Kimmy yelled. “We’re coming up to keep you company.” Kimmy stood up and pulled Morgan to her feet. They both followed up the stairs.We walked into my old bedroom, and they had it set up with a pedicure chair and a manicure station. They had also set up the same salon area that I had visited during the gala.“WO

Nathan’s POVI couldn’t take my eye off Amelie in the car. She always looks gorgeous, but tonight there was something different. A confidence or an air of royalty that encapsulated her. It was breathtaking. Maybe it was because I knew that in a short few hours, the world would know she was mine. I smiled to myself.“What are you smiling about?” Amelie questioned.“Just thinking about tonight,” I stated. “I can’t wait to see the look on Alfred’s face.”“Oh my gosh, I didn’t even think about that,” Amelie giggled.“He’s going to lose his shit,” I laughed.“So, how will this work tonight?” Amelie asked.“Well, people will mingle in from about 7 pm to 8 pm, almost like a cocktail hour. Then Grandfather will get up and do his speech, welcoming everyone. He’ll announce our engagement, and then the party will continue,” I explained.“So, everyone will know early on,” Amelie smiled. “That’s a relief. I think I would be nervous if I had to wait a long for the announcement.”“You are mine, Amel

Amelie’s POV“Let her in,” Carrington called down to the door.They stepped apart to let the woman through.“It’s about time,” she spat out and sashayed her way across the floor, grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. Everything about her screamed rich. She was dressed in a tight gold lame dress and paired it with Louboutin stiletto heels. You could tell she was classically beautiful, but with obvious help from plastic surgery to counteract the natural aging process.“Carrington, please go on with your speech,” she announced.“Vivian, to what do we owe the honor of your presence?” Carrington asked.“Here to support my dear father-in-law, of course,” Vivian replied. “Please do go on.” She said and took a drink of her champagne.Carrington looked to the crowd and cleared his throat, “As I was saying, before the minor detour, we are also here tonight to celebrate a very happy occasion.”“I’m a firm believer that everyone has their one destiny, their one soulmate in life. My