Mr. Billionaire Puppet

ed in the finest and sexiest night gown. It was transparent revealing her skin and private area. “Get back in the BMW,” she lusciously said using one hand to push Mr. Hill slowly back into the ca

er mother.” He confessed.“What happened to her mother?” It became serious toned, so she wore her night gown slowly as she asked Mr. Hill spoke."Lizzie, my daughter's mother and I drifted apart due to my relentless focus on my business empire. I became consumed by the pursuit of success, neglecting the very foundation that built my life—my family." Lizzie listened attentively as he continued, recounting missed family dinners, absent birthdays, and the emotional chasm that widened between them. “But your daughter seems to love you, why’s that?”“I gave everything her mother couldn’t give her; money. I used wealth to buy her love.” Mr. Hill confessed sadly.“Where’s her mother?” Lizzie asked.Mr. Hill sniveled and like lightening, he switched up his emotions. “Get the fuck away from me, get inside now.”“Mr. Hill, what’s going on?” Concerned Lizzie asked.“Get the fuck away from me, now!” He yelled.Lizzie got scared, she immediately adjusted her dress and left Mr. Hill’s BMW. When she left Mr. Hill screamed and mumbled his wife’s name, “Eleanor,”The next day at Mr. Biggs bar and restaurant, Delacy sat across from Mike in a corner of the restaurant. “Mike, thanks for meeting me. I've been curious about why Mr. Hill let you go. What really happened?” Delacy inquired.Mike sighed, “Delacy, it's a mess. Mr. Hill found out about an encounter I had with a prostitute. He got sentimental over it and decided I had to go.”Delacy's eyebrows furrowed in disbelief, “That seems rather extreme for a professional matter. Is there more to this?”Mike nodded, his voice lowering, “Apparently, Mr. Hill developed feelings for her, and when he found out about my interaction, he felt I ‘abused’ her.”Delacy took a m