Fall in Love With a Billionaire

we were out of the paparazzi's sight, I was about to utter a million folds of insult. I wasn't prepared for what came next. The exact moment we entered the office, the workers immedia

tching us as we strode inside. I straightened up and walked with him. Liam made sure we both sat beside each other. I was so going to murder him after this. "What is this we hear of you and her, Liam? Is she really your girlfriend?" A female asked. She was in a blonde bub which suited her facial features. What stood out in her face was her cherry lipstick which was perfectly defined. "I really hate to repeat myself twice and you all know that. Yes, we are in a relationship." Liam gushed out. I could see the puzzled expression on everyone's faces. It was as if they didn't expect this at all. I couldn't blame them. I mean, I was a nobody. "Y-You are...?" That same female said again. From how she reacted, I could tell she had a thing for Liam. I wished I could scream to them all that it was a lie. But, I wasn't going to ruin any of this. It was already too late. "Yes, I express my apologies for the late info, bosses." I immediately sprawled out. "From this moment on, I take it as my responsibility to tell you anything you need to know earlier." I added, placing my hands on the table. Liam wrapped his hands around mine so others could see. Though I had a feeling he was doing this to taunt me. I gave him a glare, hoping he would take hints but he just rubbed my hands like couples did. "It's ok, Miss Eleanor. This is Margaret, she would be your manager from this moment. She would tell you your schedules and everything you have to do." A man, who was also one of the bosses, uttered. "That's great. Thank you!" I said, breathing a sigh of relief. "We've come to an end of this meeting." Someone announced. My eyes directed to Liam who gave me a flirtatious wink I chose to ignore. I couldn't have been more happy that everything had been resolved. ¶¶¶ "Change my name, why?" I asked Margaret. We were both in her office, taking note of my schedules. She had just gave a requirement which was so surprising. "As a celebrity, you'll be needing something more easier for people to recollect. A name with a sense of bad ass and style. Thus, we have to decide that." She explained. I