Married to Mr. Billionaire

d not make any sense. Gray’s vo

, for the third time. I moved to beg, but it felt as t

er’s collar rather violently. Taking one last glance at my boss’ outstretched hand

table he was currently serving as I

ved a bit away from the restaurant and sat on the side bench, tryin

like these, I needed my best friend the most. It w

e. As if on cue, it began to p

to my feet, in search for a shade. It wasn’t yet

even say much because the angry and sad tears kept pouri

distance and cracked a smile for

been with me. From when my parents got a divorce, to when my father pas

brother, Brookes, and her parents had taken it upon themselves to be my fami

, they were all there to ‘launch’ it with me. And even if it was m

his on them too, this was really t

rain of thoughts. I settled in and winced as I f

d. She shook her hea

asked softly, making

o a halt in the middle of the road. Valerie was fond of this. I real

o loose someone as devout as you.” I smiled aga

ut I was really mad and…” I paused for a breath. "…And Grey does not exactly care about why I did what I did. He’s just after h

resumed driving as the imp

. “Secondly, Grey is, was really unfair to you and that makes him very unworthy of your tears. Wip

what

hunting all over again.” I

” She glanced at me. I knew that was coming. But it wasn

e? Without any experience?” I asked, f

spot for a graphic designer at the company that’s merging with the company dad works in. You could go on Monday. Just

ust can’t imagine myself jo

nt was very due. But I didn’

d on the road. I shook my head. I definitely did not want to worry her pa

she did not try arguing. She nod

f my house and I took out

he forms so you can fill in

this means a lot to me. I

ide my apartment. I freshened up and felt a loss of appetite so I did not bother eating dinner. I plumped on my

orporation

hould b