A Billionaire's Fake Romance

corated banquet hall, her heart racing rapidly, anxiously con

gs, where people just sit idly around, sip expensive champagnes,

of many admiring men, wondering about her presence. After

er anyways, they believe her to be a whoring bitch catapulting into the busin

have you here." Matthew, an acquain

. Hi everyone ......" Louisa

way and heaves a heavy sigh, wondering if this is the right time to appro

. Looking toward CEO Alan's direction once more, she decides to take the bu

ll make a toast," she says, cli

ks in his lower lip seductively before co

ing her wine and emptying

chairs around him and observes her, hi

ve, but Alan takes a hold of her hand. "What's the hurry?"

him, for a whisper, Louisa asks righ

ng my company after calling my bluff. Do you

again, whispering. "Mr. A

of me, Louisa," Alan replies, leaning b

seconds and suddenly makes a dramatic turnaround, h

his shoulder, to the shock of everyone at the event, including Marie,

get?" "She dares seduce a married man with his wife present at a formal gathering?" "Th

an squarely, "are

loser, but is interrupted by his wife, Marie, who

a resounding slap. "Are you nuts? How dare you di

her face, Louisa turns to leave but Marie pul

n't get noticed as everyone was engrossed with the event of the hour.

d just as she raises it again to strike Louisa ag

ngsley, wondering when he

ng the man she had been missing and

n and she blinked severally to stop the tea

y," she

e," Alan speaks, standing and straighte

uld have thought a top-tier businessman like yourself would be so irresponsibl

n incidents happen all the time, doesn't it?" He makes to

y cuts in. "I'll be on my way now." Alan r

ironment; my secretary will communicate

erent. "Come with me." He commands, takin

and immediately he realizes they a

spoke tenderly, still unable to believe that the man standing before her was

It's time you stop ogling other women's men and become an upright woman" Kingsley

t no sound comes out. She blinks severally, trying to r

ey replies firmly and walks away witho

ithout hearing my side of the story?" Louisa mutters to h

her forehead in frustration. At length, she remo

; it's your turn to