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Chapter 147 Client Dinner
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2025-08-03 13:26:23‘I’m not lying.’ She shook her head so hard her earrings slapped her neck. ‘We dated for, what, three months? If I act like he was the love of my life, that’s just pathetic. I’m not that girl.’
She sprang to her feet and scanned the room like she was ready to flip a table.
‘I’m gonna build my brand and make a bloody fortune. Men are distractions. I’m over it. That breakdown was temporary, Mira, I swear, I’m fine now.’
I exhaled through my nose. ‘He never deserved you.’
My palms itched. ‘You shouldn’t’ve let him walk away like that. You should’ve called me. I would've made sure he couldn’t sit for a week. He doesn’t get to treat you like that.’
Yvaine waved me off. ‘It’s done. I’m not wasting another second on him. If I throw a fit, it just proves I gave a damn. And I didn’t. Not really. Guys like him
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I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 147 Client Dinner
‘I’m not lying.’ She shook her head so hard her earrings slapped her neck. ‘We dated for, what, three months? If I act like he was the love of my life, that’s just pathetic. I’m not that girl.’She sprang to her feet and scanned the room like she was ready to flip a table.‘I’m gonna build my brand and make a bloody fortune. Men are distractions. I’m over it. That breakdown was temporary, Mira, I swear, I’m fine now.’I exhaled through my nose. ‘He never deserved you.’My palms itched. ‘You shouldn’t’ve let him walk away like that. You should’ve called me. I would've made sure he couldn’t sit for a week. He doesn’t get to treat you like that.’Yvaine waved me off. ‘It’s done. I’m not wasting another second on him. If I throw a fit, it just proves I gave a damn. And I didn’t. Not really. Guys like him
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 146 Memories
‘Happy birthday,’ he said again.He placed it on the worktable.The cake inside was tiny.Four inches, maybe.Enough for two.The icing was smooth and white, with a single purple flower piped dead centre.No glitter, no sprinkles.Just that flower, neat, precise, a shade darker than amethyst.Primrose, my birth flower.I stared at it for a few seconds.‘Thanks,’ I said quietly, before my voice could crack.He lit a candle on top, just one, and grinned at me.‘Make a wish.’The flame flickered.I closed my eyes.Nothing came to mind straight away.My brain spun in ten directions before settling.I opened my eyes and blew out the candle.The smoke curled upward, sharp and faint.‘Happy birthday,’ Ashton said.I repeated it. ‘Happy birthday to me.’The heat in the room had settled into my chest.It wasn’t from the heater.‘Cake?’ he asked.Then he swiped a finger through the frosting and smeared it across my cheek.‘Birthday girl.’I blinked. Then grabbed a chunk off the side and smeared
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 145 Birthday
‘No and no, though I wouldn’t mind giving my firstborn and last and my soul and all my tomorrows for a glimpse of the Pink Star.’I drooled at the thought of touching the 59.60-carat, vivid pink, flawless diamond.‘Any plans tonight? Why do I even ask?’ Yvaine waved off her own question. ‘Let me guess. Candlelit dinner by the bay, live string quartet in the background. I know, I know. I won’t be the third wheel.’I said nothing.Actually, no, I didn’t have any plans tonight.Ashton hadn’t said anything when I left the house this morning.And so far, half the day had passed without a message from him.Maybe he thought the share transfer agreement had said ‘happy birthday’ loud and clear.By evening, Priya and Daniel packed up and left.Yvaine got a call and dashed off in her ridiculous boots, leaving the studio dead quiet.I shut my laptop, stacked the loose sketch sheets, reached for the light switch—And stopped.Through the glass, someone appeared on the pavement outside.Alone. Ste
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 144 New Hire
‘He said he’s into jewellery,’ Yvaine said. ‘Wants to try something different. Let’s just meet him and see.’‘Fine.’We didn’t have to wait long.At half ten, the door opened and a guy walked in.White crewneck jumper, loose black trousers, no tie, no jacket.Not sloppy, just not trying too hard either.He looked fresh out of uni. Big smile, clean skin, short black hair, the kind of face casting agents probably fight over.Yvaine nudged my elbow and muttered, ‘Fit. Nice build. He’s wearing head-to-toe designer. Think he’s some bored rich kid?’I kept my voice low. ‘He doesn’t look like someone who knows how to get shit done.’We both straightened our backs.I motioned Priya over, and the three of us lined up on one side of the little glass table.He sat opposite, still grinning.‘Hi,’ he said brightly. ‘I’m Daniel Williams, twenty-two, just graduated from Eastwick. Looking for work. Would love the chance to join your team.’His voice was smooth, posture decent.It was irritating how l
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 143 Boycott Campaign
I cracked the door open the moment I heard footsteps.Kept it barely ajar, just enough to see Franklin bolt down the stairs like his arse was on fire.I couldn’t catch his expression. No clue if he’d gotten what he came for or if Ashton had kicked him to the kerb.I stepped out.Ashton came out of the study at the same time.‘Did you check your phone?’ I rushed towards him. ‘You didn’t actually give him that project, did you? Tell me you didn’t agree to work with that dodgy little shipping company.’He kept walking, straight towards the staircase.What did that silence mean?My stomach clenched.I didn’t know the ins and outs of his business deals, but Franklin was slick and shameless.‘Wait—seriously? You didn’t fall for it, did you? If you trust him, he’s going to screw you over. You really didn’t see my messages?’Still nothing. Not a word.He headed downstairs.I followed, practically breathing down his neck.The stairs were narrow, polished, and I was barefoot.I stepped on the b
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis Chapter 142 Ashton’s POV: She Deserves It
Ashton entered the study first and walked straight to the leather chair behind the desk.He didn’t speak. He didn’t look up. He unlocked his phone, scrolled, tapped something, and stayed quiet.Franklin hovered near the centre of the rug, hands twitching at his sides, eyes darting around like he couldn’t decide whether to sit or stay upright.Eventually, he stayed standing.Ashton kept scrolling.Franklin cleared his throat.No response.‘I know Mira’s been... distant,’ he started, his voice thin. ‘She probably told you stuff about us. Some of it is true, I admit. But we raised her. She’s got a temper, sure, but she’s our daughter. Watching her do well now... it makes me proud.’Ashton’s eyes flicked up, then dropped back to the screen.Franklin kept going, his tone sliding into something meant to sound sentimental. ‘She hardly comes home these days. I miss her. Her mother does too.’The corners of Ashton’s mouth twitched.Franklin perked up a little, mistaking it for warmth.He launc
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