All Chapters of Choosing the billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

IZZY.I entered the lavish event room, my own breath holding for a moment at the utter elegance of it. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a golden glow that was reflected off the highly polished marble floors. Waiters in starched white uniforms glided easily between groups of well-dressed people, presenting glasses of champagne and hors d'oeuvres on silver trays. The room was filled with the sound of polite chatter and soft classical music.I discreetly rubbed my damp palms on the material of my chic black dress. Richard and Hannah were now officially on my hit list. As if forcing me to come on little more than a moment's notice hadn't been enough, I’d only just found out an hour ago that I was also expected to give a speech.A fucking speech. A speech I was completely unprepared for.My stomach churned with nervousness. I felt like throwing up. I sighed in frustration and snatched a glass of wine from a nearby waiter and took a gulp, then another, then another. If

ROSHAN. I was in a foul mood.The kind that made people scramble out of my way as I stalked into the towering headquarters of Armen Corps.I was already on edge after losing two hundred thousand dollars because some incompetent manager at one of the branches had screwed up an important deal. Now, my entire day was ruined, and I was itching to tear into someone. As I strode through the marble-floored lobby, Jordan fell into step beside me, effortlessly matching my pace. My Chief Operating Officer. My right-hand man and, arguably, the only person in the company who could speak to me without watching his words. “You’re late,” Jordan said, glancing at his Rolex. I grunted. “Bad morning.” “I figured,” Jordan replied dryly. “Your face looks like you’re about to kill someone.” I didn’t bother denying it. Jordan exhaled. “You might want to reel it in. The board wants to see you.” My scowl deepened. “What now?” “They didn’t say,” Jordan shrugged, adjusting his suit cuffs. “But