A Midnight Encounter With Mr Billionaire
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you're handing me a document that wasn't properly edited?" I
ted to gather the pape
Valentine requested,
ssistant since I became the Pres
t to completely relieve the head of the accounts departmen
ed earlier and asked me to inform you tha
time? She never comes for a pe
a boy anymore. She's starting to get on my
ease. I don't want people list
2 PM, and it's..." He checked his wat
this over w
he yelled as soo
when we were three. According to her, it's a family tradition
o give her a hug. She can be ann
n Spanish when we're in public. I'm a grow
then do what's right. Otherwise, I
changed. Here we g
ountless times, I can make my own decisions.
, Local Burrata for the lady,"
andro
ot Alejandro," I never
ould have your own family. Give me gr
about kissing the earth? I dug into m
und eligible, hardworking ladies for you to meet this
ou let me breathe, th
her bag aggressively a
I said with a h
food, I picked up the phone. "Cancel whatever plan I have for t
ked, soundi
I dropped the phone and gestured f
a's
ome home," he said wit
st seven years, and that's t
e into the house while Damian
o best, reading fashion magazines. "Hi Mom, hi Cassie," I cal
a little excited to see me, o
kid?" my
cted Damian, gently stroking his head. No time for long
ello, Grandma," he sa
rom the table and sl
opt a kid?" my dad
er six years, you come back with a
e. Whose child is this
ell my parents that I got screwed by a stra
thing we'll both regret," my mom threatened. All eyes were
get the ugliest dresses, and I have to do all
eaking the silence. My dad immediately tossed
ions, sis." She finally left her magazine and walked
o disappoint our parents so I'd get disowned and she'd
, still in disbelief. At this point, he was no lon
less, but having a child? That's
y you treated me get me down. I refused to let t
erything you needed, and this is
p in the attic for days without food? Makin
ding for myself at 16 wh
top it already!
ted it,"
commit a crime. My mom walked to my dad and whispered some