A Night With The Billionaire (English)

Three weeks agoI thought nothing good was reserved for me. I believed my whole existence was just a mess. I never knew there was a secret behind this. I thought I had failed in this chapter of my life.The doors of the church were wide open as I began to sing. The bride entered, her white ball gown—a long-sleeved lace wedding dress with a beaded brooch—gliding gracefully across the church floor.She was smiling so brightly, her eyes teary with happiness as she tried hard to hold back the tears. With her parents on either side, she began her walk down the aisle, carefully assisted by them.The groom stood at the end of the aisle, eagerly awaiting her arrival. The guests, filled with emotion, were all smiles—some excited, some teary-eyed, and some already shedding tears. Many were capturing the once-in-a-lifetime experience of their loved ones through photographs.My voice resonated through the church, creating a magical and surreal atmosphere. The venue was adorned with a variety of

After Violet couldn’t respond, I said my goodbyes, even though it seemed like she hadn’t fully absorbed what I said. She’s always been vicious towards me. I don’t know what her problem is when it comes to me.She was a classmate of Kei and me back in college. She wasn’t the prettiest, the wealthiest, or the most popular student—she was well-known for being a bitch and a slut, not my words, theirs. She didn’t excel in any subjects, but she always had new things and clothes to show off. She knew how to work her way out using money that wasn’t hers. I never heard from her again after we graduated college, and I’m glad.She’s the first person I’ve met who would brag about having a sugar daddy. I mean, I’m not against it, maybe they really do love each other. But why does she have to belittle and look down on others, especially students?I hung out at a nearby coffee shop to calm down my irritation. I didn’t choose the wrong place to enter. The atmosphere around me was relaxing. There’s a

“Jane, you’re in charge of Macoy and Mom while I’m away,” I’ve probably repeated that to her a dozen times, but I can’t help feeling uneasy. I feel bad for her too—Jane’s a first-year college student, and I know how tough college can be. But now she has to look after our youngest sibling and our mom, who’s in the hospital.“Ate, you’ve been saying that for four days now. I got this, okay? Just focus on your work. Besides, Macoy’s not a baby anymore; he doesn’t need to be watched 24/7. And as for Mom, I know she can hear you even if she’s not awake, so don’t worry, alright?”“I’m just concerned, what if something happens while I’m gone?”“Ate,” Jane looked at me, “Go do your job and have some fun. We’ll still be here when you get back, nothing’s going to change. And hey, you’re only going to be gone for three days, so don’t overthink it,” she said, rolling her eyes at me, which made me laugh. My sister can be a bit sassy sometimes.“Just make sure to call me if there’s any problem,” sh

“Are you sure you can go on your own?” I’d lost count how many times Kei had asked me that question since I mentioned I wanted to look around. He wanted to come with me, but his migraine had him pinned to the bed like a defeated soldier. “I’ll be fine,” I told him, trying to sound more convincing than I felt. “This hotel is huge. You can see it from the edge of the island. There’s no way I’ll get lost.” He still looked doubtful. “It’s the last night before the wedding, and my vacation ends tomorrow. Let me wander a little,” I added, trying to appeal to his logic—or maybe his guilt. “I’m sorry I can’t come with you,” he mumbled, rubbing his temple. I chuckled when I caught the soft curse under his breath. “Call me if anything happens, alright? Whatever

“And guess what? The investors loved the designs so much that they actually asked for the contract even before I finished my presentation—and you kno–hello? Hello? Earth to Addi?” I looked up at Kei, who had just placed her hand over mine on the table. The ceremony was over, I’d already finished my song, and we were now at the reception. But Jani’s words… I still couldn’t shake them off. Had I really become like this? Was I starting to want too much? Is that why I never say no when opportunities come—even when I know the money is tempting? Was I becoming an opportunist? Was I still working for my family, or was I now just doing this all for myself? “Kei,” I called out to her, but I didn’t need to grab her attention. She was already frowning, watching me closely. “Do you think I’m... an opportunist?” “What