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CHAPTER 93: ANNIVERSARY
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Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 95: EMMA'S ENGAGEMENT PARTY
Sophia's POVThe engagement party was supposed to be small.Emma had promised. Forty people maximum. Intimate. Family-focused.I arrived at the venue—a private room at a restaurant downtown—to find at least seventy people."This is not forty people," I said to Emma."It's forty-ish.""It's seventy.""Some people brought plus-ones. I couldn't say no.""You absolutely could have said no.""Where's the fun in that?" She adjusted her dress—pale blue, elegant, very bride-to-be. "Come on. Help me greet people before I panic."Jake stood near the entrance, looking overwhelmed but happy. His parents were there—nice people, slightly intimidated by our family's intensity.My grandparents held court near the bar. Mr. and Mrs. Thomas were introducing themselves to Jake's extended family. David had Isabella, who was dressed in a small party dress and already trying to escape his arms."Bella down!" she demanded."Not yet. Too many people.""Down! Down!""She's very assertive," Jake's mother observ
Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 94: ISABELLA AT EIGHTEEN MONTHS
Sophia's POVIsabella turned eighteen months old on a Friday.Not a milestone anyone celebrated officially. No party. No cake. Just another month in the steady march toward two.But eighteen months felt significant.She was talking now. Real sentences. "Mama, juice please." "Dada, read book." "No want nap."That last one was her favorite."She's so verbal," Maria observed, watching Isabella lecture her stuffed elephant about proper sitting behavior. "Most eighteen-month-olds have maybe twenty words. She has at least fifty.""She gets that from Sophia," David said. "Never stops talking.""I'm selectively verbal.""You talk constantly. To me, to Isabella, to yourself when you're working—""That's different. That's processing out loud.""That's talking to yourself."Isabella looked up from her elephant lecture. "Dada silly.""See?" David said. "She agrees with me.""She called you silly. That's not agreement.""It's toddler agreement."---That afternoon, Dr. Patterson called.Isabella's
Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 93: ANNIVERSARY
Sophia's POVOur fourth anniversary arrived on a Tuesday.Four years since the contract. Not the real wedding—that was three years ago. But four years since David signed the papers that started everything.I woke up to find him already gone. Note on the pillow.Had to run to the site early. Emergency. Sorry. I love you. —DI tried not to be disappointed.It was just a date. The contract anniversary didn't even matter anymore. We'd amended it. Made it permanent. The original date was just trivia.Still.I'd hoped.---Work consumed the morning. Video calls with the Asia division. Contract reviews. Emma calling to finalize engagement party details because apparently we were throwing an engagement party now."Small gathering," Emma insisted. "Just family. Nothing excessive.""Your definition of small and mine are different.""Forty people is small.""Forty people is a wedding.""Forty people is intimate. Trust me on this."I didn't trust her on this. But I agreed anyway because saying no
Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 92: EMMA'S PROPOSAL
Sophia's POVMonday morning, Emma called."I need to ask you something. In person. Can I come by?""Of course. Everything okay?""Yes. No. Maybe. I need advice."She arrived an hour later, looking nervous in a way I'd never seen her.We sat in the living room. Isabella was with Maria in the nursery. David was at a site visit."What's wrong?" I asked."Nothing's wrong. Something's... happening. And I don't know how to handle it.""Emma. You're spiraling. Just tell me."She took a breath. "Jake proposed."I blinked. "Jake? Your boyfriend Jake?""That's the one.""You've been dating for... six months?""Eight months. But yes. It's fast. I know it's fast. That's why I'm here."She looked at me with wide, uncertain eyes."Do you love him?" I asked."Yes. Completely. Ridiculously. He's smart and kind and makes me laugh and supports my career ambitions and genuinely likes that I'm smarter than him.""Okay. So what's the problem?""I'm twenty. Twenty, Sophia. People don't get married at twent
Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 91: VISITORS
Sophia's POVMy grandparents called on a Wednesday."We'd like to visit this weekend," my grandmother said. "If that's convenient.""Of course. You're always welcome.""Actually, we'd like to stay. Overnight. Spend real time with Isabella. With all of you."I hesitated. They'd visited plenty. But staying overnight was different. More intimate. More involved."That would be great," I said, meaning it."Wonderful. We'll arrive Friday evening."After we hung up, I realized what I'd agreed to.My grandparents. In the penthouse. Overnight. Observing our lives up close."You're panicking," David observed from the couch where he was helping Isabella stack blocks."I'm not panicking.""You're doing that thing where you organize things that are already organized. That's panic."I looked at the perfectly arranged bookshelf I was rearranging. "I'm just... preparing.""They're your grandparents. They've been here before.""Not overnight. Not observing everything.""What's there to observe? We're
Billionaire Contract Marriage: Her Quest CHAPTER 90: DATE NIGHT EVOLUTION
Sophia's POVSix weeks of intentional reconnection, and date night had become sacred.Every Saturday. No exceptions. No excuses.Maria or Emma watched Isabella. Sometimes Mr. and Mrs. Thomas took her overnight. Sometimes my grandparents drove into the city specifically to spend time with their great-granddaughter.We had an army of support. No reason not to go.This Saturday, David planned something different."Wear comfortable shoes," he said Friday night."Why?""It's a surprise.""I don't like surprises.""You love surprises. You just pretend not to because it fits your control narrative."He wasn't entirely wrong.---Saturday afternoon, Emma arrived to take Isabella."Where's David taking you?" she asked, settling on the floor with her niece."Won't tell me. Says it's a surprise.""Ooh, mysterious. I like it.""You would."Isabella crawled into Emma's lap. "Emmy!""Close enough," Emma said, delighted. "We're working on the 'A' sound but Emmy is acceptable.""She calls you Emmy?"
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