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Fifty-five
"Good. What kept you busy on Tuesday?" Josh asks.
"Chores," I say with a laugh.
It's the way he says it, his accent seeps into his words, makes it come off as Chewsday. My hand goes over my mouth to muffle my laughter, his brow arches and his hazel eyes tinged with gold flecks rake over me. The distance between us gives me a chance to analyse his features all over again, my head falls to one side as I drink in the sight of him.
He runs his fingers through his brown hair which falls over his forehead at intervals and I chuckle, he never uses gel, he likes his hair untamed. His lips are surprisingly full, pink and pouty, just like Brandon's. At the thought of him, I let out a sigh, stopping myself from further comparing him with my d
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Mr Reluctant Billionaire AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hi,Sorry to cut short your reading but I wanted to alert the old readers to the changes I made, that is if you didn't see the message I left as a review.I split chapters 6 - 30 which has resulted in the book having extra 25 chapters. The last update before the split was Chapter 30 which has now been split into 54 & 55. Chapter 29 becomes 52 & 53, Chapter 28 becomes 50 & 51 and so on... Hopefully, this breakdown doesn't confuse you.The point of the split and this note is to make the chapters affordable, also alert those who read the previous version to avoid buying chapters they already read. Moving forward, for those who are up to date with the story, all you have to do is continue from Chapter 56 or use the split method I explained earlier to figure out the chapters you stopped reading at.My sincere apologies for the inconveniences and as soon as the arrangement issue is resolved, new chapters will be uploaded.Thank you for reading.
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-six
Seconds, maybe minutes after Brandon storms out of the diner with Josh hot on his tail, I stand there, feet rooted to the ground until someone shakes me out of my trance. My gaze falls on Clarissa who has a hand on my arm, I blink the tears lining my eyes and try to reciprocate her smile which does little to comfort me. How could I let him kiss me?"Well, what are you waiting for?" I blink, my head bobs like a robot and she rubs the back of her hand against my cheek to comfort me. "Go after him."
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-seven
"Move," he says in a clipped voice. There is no trace of the man who gifted me a car earlier today but I maintain my stance and shake my head. "Elna, out of my way.""Why don't you ever believe me?" I ask. "It was a mistake. I didn't know he would do that. Joshua kissed me." My knuckles caress his cheek. "You know when I am lying," I whisper. Palming his face so he can see the sincerity in my eyes, I continue, "Look at me, please. I know it sounds stupid but it’s the truth, I didn’t know his plans. He ki
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-eight
The hand weaving through my scalp applies more pressure when I make to lift my head in her direction, tugging gently on my hair. A sigh slips past my lips, there is no point trying, Clarissa won't give back my phone. I shouldn't demand it since all I have gotten is a truckload of news with captions that send my already broken heart into overdrive. But I still want to see it. To read the gossip tabs about the women he dines with. It is the only way to keep track of him, to know he is fine, if we still have a future
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Fifty-nine
I insert a chip covered in brown sauce into my mouth, barely tasting it. Stifling a groan at the heap of chips left in my plate, I scowl at Clarissa sitting across me with an empty plate in front of her. This place is not worth the hype, maybe it is but I am too tired to notice. Whatever the case, and like Clarissa said, from now on, we only roll in Gucci.Thinking about it now causes me to laugh, her straight face after she hollered at the sight of the black card and proceeded to list all the Gucci things we will g
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Sixty
Heat crawls up my cheeks at the wicked reminder of that unfortunate incident, sending me into a fit of coughs. Clarissa winks, faking gag sounds and I scowl. Embarrassment claws at my throat, I clamp a hand over my mouth and watch with tear-stained eyes as she retreats with the phone plugged to her ear, unable to give the perfect comeback.
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Sixty-one
None of us attempts to break off our staring bout, the anger, hurt, every emotion I feel is transferred into the glare directed at him. His lips press into a thin line, my nails dig into my jean and I grit my teeth to quell my rising anger. I want to inflict the same level of pain on him, whack him on the head like the unwanted mole he has become.
Mr Reluctant Billionaire Sixty-two
Ping. Ping. Ping. I wake up with a start, my eyelids flutter open and a groan slips past my lips as my gaze lands on the ceiling. The vibrations coming from under my pillow cease, I
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