My Unwanted Billionaire

rd’s office and approach

I say to

’t take the money. How mu

do you know he o

e money out of him,” she says, ignoring my question. I’m surpri

to work here. Why would y

son already has enough office romances. Your plan of seducing

Can you stop hurtling accusations, p

duce Jason, he’ll reject you and throw you out. And I’ll be smiling and tell

say, honestly. Mr. Crawford might be an attractive man, but he’s more than a decade older than me. If you add a few mo

ne as attractive as Jason. You can lie all you want, but I don’t believe you.

tary should be. It would make sense with the way she’s been talking about him.

ntentions, I don’t think anything I say will change your mind. So

least you’re smart,” she

nk y

ow me. I’ll take you to your

ens the door, and it’s a smaller office. I’m getting my own office! I’m surprised because even Vivienne doesn’t h

you to move everything you

fice is for Vivienne, and

e a lot of things on her desk, but it was stressful walking back and forth with files in my hands. She even made me carry her com

work-related. They were all personal errands of hers. I can see her making my time at the office very difficult because she thinks I’m after Mr.

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at me. I arrive home after walking from the bus stop. As I step inside the house an incredible aroma dri

king?” I ask eagerly as soon

antastic restaurant. I think he should be ma

I could pass as Uncle Jack’s daughter with how much we look alike. We have the same blue eyes and blond

ng my shoulders. I walk over to the stove to see what he’s c

to work with?” he asks

“This tastes amazing as always.” I continue eating and

ting you a little. His grandfather put you in the hospit

r, but I only sustained minor injuri

than I should’ve been. The lights had already turned green, and Carson didn’t see me and hit me with his car. It was a minor hit because he caught the brake quickly. I only stayed in the hospital for a week, but

They don’t believe they’re good peop

his money. Hopeful

e will,” he say

st considering marriage, but he had a six-year-old kid to take care of. I’m so grateful he agreed to raise me. My mother’s parents are alive, but I’m not very close with them, though I do see them once in a while. My father is also dead; he di

ar opposites, and I often wonder how I’m friends with her. Once I’m done showering, I walk over to my tiny closet to find something to wear. Since I’m only going

ber, so I walk inside without having to wait in line since the bouncer knows me. I se

ay, ordering a drink. Amber had turned her back bef

cup of water in front of me. “I should have known! How’re you doing?” she

okay. How

I need to poison your boss’s drink any time I se

latter, but you’ll

ole? I was hoping you’d get a

all my life. I always worked part-time jobs in college, and the bosses never made life easy. I was looking forward to a nice

and you’re impossible to d

ope

a real drink and stay for a while. A sketchy-lo

asks, whispering in my ear, his

don’t want to dance,

nce floor. Before I can pry him off, Amber does it her way. She roughly removes his hand a

while making sure to show off her tattoos. Amber can be scary; she’s tall and it helps her

lm down, lady. No need to get aggressi

u,” I tel

pcake,” she

she’s more intelligent than I am. I’ll never let anything touch my skin, but Amber’s body is decorated with dozens of tattoos. Regardless of these differences between us, there’s nobody on this e