Sold To A Billionaire

cholar of a well-known company that deals with cars. She live

illionaires, politicians, and other rich people. Since she has been go

s, she mastered ignoring everything. Her mother may not have a

d her name, and she sto

her room. She then walked towards the door and opened it. She looked at

your homework alre

her head.

's lips for

Wh

t's Friday," her mom asserted and fixed her dress, especially i

she replied. "Give me five minutes," s

mm.

her mom's eyes. It seems like her mom

she sna

r throat, "-w-wear somethin

ed her br

a smile on her fa

ved a deep si

she said before

pered, "-but I don't have any sexy dress," she added. She laughs. Most of her clothes were shirts and jeans. She is not fond of dresses. She pre

of her room opened, "those," she whisp

shoulder dress. "Sorry, sweetie. I forgot you don't ha

taller than you, mom. And this is..." she lifts the dress to

d. "You sho

bars, but this is the first time that I will wear this..

kle. "Sweetie, we will be

her brow.

ient invited me to attend

row. "I thought w

ce it's a party," Iris interrupted

ot that I will join you and the rest. I will just have some drinks on

okay, her mother already uses her warning tone. But t

on't wear this

pproached her. She cupped her

you do this for mom

itted. Her eyes were confused, and her heart started

want to overthink it, but sh

mother usually goes for work, her mom seemed bo

s cold. "Ma, is everything fine? You seem unwell-" she didn't fi

ing to worry abo

d. She didn't let go of her mom's

of the car. She smiled at her again when they

lly smile or laugh. She's a busy woman during the day and night. When she comes hom

strongly felt something

s to stay silent whe

floor is the dance floor and the bar counter, while the second floor is the VIPs areas

npoint any changes. Except for those men who are outside. She h

t the moment, she wanted to change her dress already. Her body was too expos

n a hand touched her exposed leg

now staring at her like a per

e the man away. "Sorr

into my left leg," she complain

t me. My client is too powerful. If I tell hi

, Ma?" Zoe asked as c

on, and the party is upstairs. They must be waiting f

widened because of surprise. She was about to turn around,

Ma

arm again, and they walked towards the single couch where a man

en her mom's grip tightened

hat are y

. Please, behave,"

op, but her mom pulled her again. "Ma..

told you

derer? And where's the party?!" Zoe s

he black couch was the one

se..." her mom pleaded, and when Zoe

her forward a

side and pointed their guns at her. She trembles in fear as tears fall

she wh

mom didn't giv

sed, here she is. She's clean and

got the idea of what was going

r right. She choked back tears when the man dipped the gun's muzzle into her arm

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