A Game With The Billionaire

The room was lit, with golden chandeliers and sparkling light twinkling in the room, exotic chairs was placed between a table, with glass of different wine, a center stage, a microphone, and if there was one thing, it reeked of money, it was a day where popular CEOs meet up to discuss the current progress of their company.Seated in a corner was the CEO of the second most leading game company, Emma Roberts, her eyes were sharp gazing through the room, and her hand fiddled with the glass, taking a gentle sip one at a time."Ma’am, are you going to introduce your new sketched game?" Her assistant said quietly,Emma’s eyes was fixated on the stage, as she gazed at who was talking, she glanced back at her assistant, nearly giving a nod. "I don’t think I will, I only sketched the game idea yesterday, wouldn’t it be bad to rush into conclusions and announce the concept of the game." She said rather calm.Her assistant heave a rather heavy sigh, "But the game concept is so good, they will sup

The sound reverberated around the whole room, and all the elites couldn’t help but gaze back, their eyes glimmering for fresh gossip, instant murmuring were heard next."Who is she?""Don’t you know, she’s the CEO of the restaurant? She’s the owner as of now."Emma inhaled, then exhaled, grasping her hand bag firmly, she casted one last look at her mother. "Mother, I will call you."She turned around and left, numerous gazes following her every movement.Jeremy laughed, before clinking with the hemline of his suit, a figure appeared immediately, and he bowed slightly."Young Master, shall I go after her?" His voice was unfathomable, he was huge, his jaw line too hard.Jeremy waved his hands indifferently, "I don’t think so."Sadie glanced at Jeremy with a bitter smile. "Please pardon my daughter; she’s a little childish these days." She smiled nervously.He nodded his head. "Yes Mother, certainly, I find your daughter really amusing." His eyes glimmered with desire. "I want her already

"Meeting ended." Jeremy’s dark voice loomed in, as he pushed the chair aside.The gathering stood up, giving a curt bow, arranging their folders, before the door dinged, as a sign of their dismissal.Jeremy sighed wearily, massaging his temples, he left the meeting room, walking to the receptionist. “Any appointment?”The receptionist nodded her head. “Actually, the CEO of GameInc has booked a meeting with you, then after her, is a woman called Miss. Clare.”He quirked his brows slightly, CEO Emma. Right, he hadn’t seen her for weeks, and now she was already creeping to his side, he chuckled slightly, who ever could resist the charms of Jeremy Hart.“When?” He asked, his voice tensed.Through her glasses, the receptionist peered into the screen, before she looked back at him. “In the next five minutes sir,” She gazed around, noticing his dim reaction. "If you want, I can cancel the appointment." Her hands made to the delete button.He raised his arms. "Don’t you dare do that!"The r

The figure stepped in, performing a curt bow mostly to Sadie. "Mother. It's so nice seeing you again. You look more pretty than the last time I saw you." He pulled the chair and took a seat, a commending smile on his face.Emma adjusted in her seat to catch the reaction of her mother, and like she had expected, it was plain real, her mother had dropped the bread back to the bowl, the sound thinner than before. "Jeremy?"He gave her a cheeky smile. "At your service."Sabrina gazed at the handsome god in front of her, her cheek blaring red, and when he looked at her and smiled, her collarbones turned a lighter shade of red."Thank you once again for honouring me here," His hands sneakily made a grip around her waist, of course, no one noticing.She casted him a dark look for his unnoticed movement, and he smiled rather dotingly. 'You started it.'Sadie picked the bread lowering it to her lips. "It's really a surprise seeing you here; honestly, I hadn't expect it." She smiled warmly. "Bu

Emma froze, her eyes trailing across the room until it landed back at Old Mistress Martha.Her eyes trickled slightly. "What do you mean?"Pure anger seem to swell up in Martha's face, as her hand made to hit Emma, "I said, what's your damn relationship with a Hart? are you out of your mind?"Emma shivered as she took a step back, her heart pumping with anger. She didn't get it, why would Old Mistress Martha try so bad to control her life? it was sickening to the ears, it made her whole body shake violently."You can't control my life, grandmother." Her voice laced with anger.Old Mistress Martha breathed heavily, her face squishing in rage, she pointed her hand at her, "Don't you disrespect me, I am your grandmother." She yelled furiously."I don't care!" Emma fought back her anger, suppressing her self. "What I do with a Hart is none of your business."Old Mistress Martha stood up from the chair walking towards her, Emma took a step back.She flaunted the cane in her direction. "You