THE BILLONAIRE'S PRETEND WIFE

he storage into the kitchen of her father

r co-workers along the way, she poured them onto the counter and st

called out to her

er for you… he seemed worried “ her younger siste

nst the apron she was wearing before heading for

ut knocking first and caught her fa

out, unsure of w

ll smile, his eyes bloodshot wi

u crying?

ing his throat and wiping off the rem

t's wrong?” She asked

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together and threw them into one of the desk dra

ren't they?” she asked

ied with a no

side and her father's door flew open and hi

an Knight!” the secretary said

ather's response and he stood up immediatel

a while wondering wh

money there by destroying the properties in

e her way through the kitch

ed at a table together with another ge

his head at intervals while his secretary arranged

and where taking videos of the situatio

understand what was

t have my money?” she

n other men on suit seated on d

body guards, straig

er asked popping out of nowher

s goin

rouble!” ca

ked but got a shrug as

o see his profile but could

as soon as possible, just give us a chance!” her father said pointi

organization?” The man roared, the whole

nts to the grounds before you fully unde

s is all I have at t

want my money!” The stranger

arrogant

el down to be

s reply, then came an uproar of

ng before them, most had their phone

er father dro

s thi

my father owe him to ma

things over someone visibly much yo

your nam

ther replied on his

fore him one after the other, looked

here were no papers left on the table and all

ather on his knees as they both kne

dn't take it

er sister's grip and

r but she couldn't just stand there and watch

loor gathering them up together before placing the

eath h

as handsome

xpected and yet here he was

k at her, his face expressio

ng man, h

hurt

dad call out behind her

here… go back into the kit

t d

nded and she stood u

ice called out stoppi

o see Mr stranger s

hat followed

her, almost like he was try

ng if there was any flour left in

his eyes and it went bac

ked and she just stared at him,

ing issues with her hearing? He asked directing

” she r

t clear as opposed to how s

drew backwards with every step he made towards her, she realizing

wed and her throa

in a pony tail, and watched as her long beautiful curly red hair

d lips partin

s gaze to Mr Davis for a moment before looking back at Vanessa who ju

s face barely inch

ried Vanessa”