LOVING THE ENEMYY BILLIONAIRE

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irk slightly and then pull up a happy smile once he’s about two meters away from me.

to my father and I want to punch him right here and now. I’ve had five years to learn how to keep my emotion

life. I’ll just have to be patient for a while

is grey eyes are. His lashes are perfectly curled without even trying and his dimples give hi

a surprise that he immediately knows who I am. He basically knows every single guest in here and he’s never seen me before so

l him if he touch

illion bucks. It’s an honor to be invited to such an important gathering.” I smile sweetly at him

contribution you donated. It will go a long way in helping us build the orphanage

tice how his eyes trail from my head to my toe. He’s checking m

ut orphans, does he? This is just another ploy so

helter for homeless children. I’m sure they consider yo

. Do you plan on taking up permanent residence in Wellington city? Havin

But I don’t say that to him. Instead, I let ou

ided for how long I am going to be in town ye

nd stands at my side. “Come. I’ll introduce you to my mother. She’s particularly curious abo

ssible for him to

as he leads me towards a table

her son. Unlike Michael, who has a friendly smile and welcoming eyes, Juliette Wellington,

te Wellington is not a good person. She was probably her husband’s accomplice

e. Her hair is in a low bun and her face looks like she always has a scowl on it. I

d she donated the highest amount of money tonight.” When Michael mentions my name, I s

My father used to work for her husband. She looks me up and down, as if she’s cont

away that condescending look from her face but all I do is

ds. Maybe we can help each other out. Wellington is always looking for ne

trying to be remotely nice is because we’re in a public gat

ds her head at me and gives Michael a weird look

There’s an awkward silence between us for a while as we stand in the midst of everyone. There’s somet

he way the room suddenly gets colder and for a second,

s about who I am. After what seems like

cuss about your future in Wellington city?” I didn’t pitch the great Michael Wellington to be nervous, but as much