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The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 2 Trouble

Word Count: 2474    |    Released on: 26/11/2021

The space between me and Mr. Carter was tense, and he has

want to talk me after

errupted when the wai

in a polite manner, I looked up a

the longest working staff at this café. Sometimes on my way home

at me before turning to my stalker at

t the waiter he spok

way, I started to as

e y

" We spoke s

g me lose my job," I said still looking at my stalker. His hand was folded on the table as he stare

ave the child? Ugh?" my stalker said. I looked at him with raised brows but didn't comment

I received looks from persons around me and I held my head

life only yesterday when you were stalking me and today. So, dude, you have the wrong person. Try and look somewhere else f

oesn't even know

you were." h

s walking about, after all, he wasn't really showi

careless enough to have unprotected sex with gold-diggers lik

her and getting pregnant and not every day a poor person like me is called a gold-digger

rikes

because I'm still living here in the slums of New York. Two. Do you I look like the type to sleep with a man who's old enough to be my father?" My rhetorical qu

the table. I said Thank you and he gave me

y. "Since you're not answering I guess she

rtificate, your ID, your doctor report and your Driver's License." I raised

iver's license. That expired years ago. You can have a copy of all the other documents. H

aken for my s

know the right tim

re the d

he reminded silent leaving me to answer my question. "No, I don't. There

y what to do, I turn and look out the window. His face was too beautif

then." He replied still not convinc

ome ID now." I don't even have regular men I know coming home with me, so

the sexiest m

e most handsome I've seen but his attitud

s ID and place it on the table, facing me. I took it up and I sc

. "You're 30, you look more like 50 to me but who am I to judge?" I smiled

us at me by the way he was staring at me

er made you l

g

him to see him eyeing me. "Are you done yet?

pt in his hand I began to take out my purse. I heard Mr. Carter spoke

ka

and then he starts walking in the opposite direction from

ve a car, follow me." He commands and I obeye

ng someth

e has the answers to questions that I needed answers to, why did he

ays seems to mess up my life w

d when she was offered a modelling contract.

ons, he walked up to a 2018 Silver Audi. H

d over to the passenger sid

ns to my apartment, we drove

or my keys for the front door, even though I might not need it. The door had been giving problems for a w

the elevator slid open and we entered. I pressed the number of my floor and the elevator started to move. There wasn't much space in the elevator, it could only carr

hall. I pushed my keys in and opened the door. When I entered, Mr. Carter followe

" I said in a playful voice as ben

I loved Grey and he deserves to be treated with love and affection. I stand up and move further in the apartment. I sig

n said when he meant by a man of status. Was

how rich was he and w

ter was standing next to

ere every day." I sai

ly I li

s wagging his tail beside him. Grey was wait

at," I said and po

he should sit. I really wanted to say something, but I

my offer a

ked over to my kitchen which was attached to the living room. I climbed up o

problem. I can ne

dog food in my hand. I always thought my dog was 100% dedicated to me but I guess I was w

etting friendly until Mr. Carter'

xt." He said still looking at my dog. I rolled my eyes, returning my attention to the pack of

d room, I gave my dog a look at which he howled at

and draw out the iron box that was under my bed. When I got it ope

f them and break their connection. "Here," I handed him the documents that would prove that I am indeed

your food is in the dish." He didn't move. "Grey," I said I a warning tone, he got up and went to the kitchen for his dinner. I smiled to myself. I love my dog. I had receiv

cument made it seem like a job interview and for some reason, I was nervous to

, I walked back to my bedroom with the intent of changing out of t

t there was a man less than five f

led my hair out of the bun and let it fall to my shoulder.

eet, so I decided to have a seat

t from the papers and began to stare

en said, "Well, Ms. Bisson,

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