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Chapter Forty-Six: The Montgomery Family Dinner
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I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-Six: The Montgomery Family Dinner
The room swallowed me whole. It was so big it almost mocked me for existing in it. The chandelier overhead glittered like a thousand tiny suns, spilling light over the long dining table that stretched across the room like it never ended. Gold trim, velvet chairs, wine glasses catching reflections of wealth. The kind of place where whispers weighed more than words.And right now, all those whispers had turned into silence.Every head turned as Lucian and I stepped in. Every pair of eyes landed on me like I’d just wandered onto the wrong stage. I held my chin steady, heels clicking softly on the marble floor.Lucian’s expression didn’t shift. He moved beside me with that calm, cool confidence that never cracked. But I could feel the quiet warning radiating off him, steady yet dangerous if provoked.“Well, well.”The voice came from the far end of the table, deep and sharp. “If it isn’t our favorite guest of honor.”Alexander Montgomery. The eldest brother. The one who thought power wa
I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-Five: The Montgomery Estate
The car rolled to a stop in front of the Montgomery estate, and I swear, my heart tried to climb its way up my throat. The place was ridiculous in such it looked like someone had taken a castle, dipped it in gold, and then decided to add a few more zeroes to the price tag just for fun. This house would make you question every life choice that led you to this moment.The front gate alone could’ve paid off my rent for the next ten years. Iron bars, polished to perfection, lined with roses so carefully arranged it felt staged. The driveway stretched forever, lined with manicured hedges that looked trimmed by people who feared losing their jobs if a leaf was out of place.The chauffeur opened my door, and I stepped out, my heels clicking against the marble steps. The air was crisp, cool, filled with that faint scent of pine and money. Lucian followed, adjusting his cufflinks like this was just another boring Tuesday for him. Meanwhile, I was pretty sure my palms were sweating.Lucian glan
I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-Four: Pretend to be mine
Downstairs, the faint sounds of Lucian’s voice carried through the marble halls, followed by the lingering scent of his cologne floating upward. That scent has a habit of finding me when I'm at my weakest. The strong scent of amber and musk with a hint of oud send my nerves system on over drive.I stood at the top of the staircase, my fingers gripping the railing tighter than I meant to. My heart beat fast and uneven, and my legs threatened to betray me and give out. Two days before the gala, and I was about to meet the family of a man who would never really be mine.Tonight, I had to pretend he was. That was the cruelest part. I exhaled slowly, steadying myself. The silk of my gown whispered across the marble as I took the first step down. Every movement felt heavy and sluggish. The chandelier light followed me like a silent witness, bouncing off light on the glitters of my dress.Lucian was waiting. Or at least, he was supposed to be.He stood a few feet away, phone pressed to his e
I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-Three: Becoming Mrs. Montgomery
Two days before the grand gala, and I was already tired of pretending to be perfect.Before the main event could officially start, every Montgomery had to show up for this so-called family dinner. Lucian called it tradition, something passed down long before his grandfather was even a thought. To me, it just sounded like another excuse for people born dripping in money to remind themselves they were still better than everyone else.Every year, Lucian and Sienna skipped it. Even though it was a quiet, private dinner with no cameras, no reporters, and no outsiders allowed, they never bothered showing up. Guess sitting in a room full of people who whispered about them not having kids wasn’t exactly their ideal perseverance. But this year, out of nowhere and for some unknown reason, he suddenly decided attendance was mandatoryHe said it was a “good idea” for me to get acquainted with his family, to build some kind of strategy from our meeting. Apparently, I needed to “get into the shoes
I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-two: The Wrong Twin
“Well this is a sight I never thought I'd see!”A voice caught us off guard. Sienna stood just behind him, leaning against the big doorway covered with a cutin, her laugh tumbling out loud and clear, like she couldn't help to hold it in. She didn’t even bother hiding the smirk tugging at her lips.Lucian froze, caught between her and me. His brows pulled tight, his jaw slack. I could almost see his mind scrambling to make sense of what he was seeing. Two Sienna’s, one in front of him and one behind.“What the hell—” he started, but Sienna’s innocent giggles cut him off .“Well,” she said, grinning wide, titling her head as her eyes sparkling with mischief.“I guess we’re even now, huh?”she teased, pushing off the curtains and strolling forward. “Don’t look so confused, Lucian. That’s Scarlett, who you mistook for me. You actually treated her like a princess. How cute.”I swallowed hard. My skin burned under his stunned stare that my throat dried up. I forced a weak laugh, “Yep.”
I Hate You, Mr Billionaire. Chapter Forty-one : Wearing the Same Skin.
Sienna stomped her feet, tapping them impatiently at me like I was some stubborn child refusing to move.“Scarlett, get over here,” she ordered, standing in front of the full-length mirror with that smug little grin she always wore when she thought she’d outsmarted me.I sat frozen on the velvet chair, staring at the glimpse of my reflection in the opposite wall. I wasn’t ready for this. I wasn’t even close to being ready to know that things are going to change so fast and so dramatically only because I did a simple make over.“This is a stupid idea,” I muttered under my breath, hugging my arms around myself. “Lucian will see right through me. His an idiot if he doesn't.”She rolled her eyes so hard I could practically hear them scrape against her skull. “Oh my God, would you stop whining and stand up? Just come here.”Before I could dig my heels in, she grabbed my uninjured wrist, thankfully, and tugged me forward. I stumbled but managed to keep my balance, glaring at her the who
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