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Chapter 112

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CLAY'S POV

Picking up my phone again, I scrolled through my contacts until I found a name I hadn't thought about in a week.

Jodie.

She answered on the first ring, her voice a sharp contrast to the silence of my office.

โ€œWell, look who finally remembered I exist,โ€ she chirped, her smile stretching into her voice. โ€œI was actually just about to call you, Clay. You owe me a date, or did you forget?โ€

I leaned back, my eyes hardening as I stared at the the shattered mess of the phone on the floor. An
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  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 112

    CLAY'S POVPicking up my phone again, I scrolled through my contacts until I found a name I hadn't thought about in a week.Jodie.She answered on the first ring, her voice a sharp contrast to the silence of my office.โ€œWell, look who finally remembered I exist,โ€ she chirped, her smile stretching into her voice. โ€œI was actually just about to call you, Clay. You owe me a date, or did you forget?โ€I leaned back, my eyes hardening as I stared at the the shattered mess of the phone on the floor. An assistant would've cleaned it and saved me the displeasure of cleaning up the evidence of my loss of control.But I knew I couldn't do assistants if I wanted to keep my real image hidden. You can never trust anybody, and โ€œuncovering Owen Graysonโ€ was always a trending topic in the country.โ€œI didn't forget, sweetheart. I was just waiting for the right moment. It seems our minds work alike.โ€Jodie giggled, a high, light sound that lacked Anytaโ€™s smoky depth but still filled the void in the room.

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 111

    CLAY'S POVโ€œ...the board of directors are adamant about their demands and I'm not sure there is much we can do to change their minds.โ€โ€œWhy is Landon holding onto a failing company?โ€ I asked incredulously as I leaned back in my leather chair, the cool air conditioning hum of the penthouse washing across my face.โ€œSentiments?โ€ Philip answered. โ€œIt could be that he has strong feelings towards it because it has been in the family for generations..much like the Ashbourne's.โ€I grunted, twirling a pen between my fingers as I grabbed my phone.โ€œLet me just set up a meeting withโ€ฆโ€ I paused, squinting at my screen.Then I saw it.The post notification box felt like a silent grenade that was dropped into my lap.Frowning, I tapped it with a steady finger and my world narrowed down to not one, but threw high-definition images of Anytaโ€™s lips pressed against Jamieโ€™s, and a blurry one taken from a different angle.Before Anyta, I had never understood or experienced what I felt like for one's hea

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 110

    ANYTA'S POVโ€œUh, yeah, he's literally built like one.โ€I snorted, despite myself. โ€œAnd I assume you don't think the โ€˜hulkโ€™ build is impressive.โ€โ€œI mean, if you're into that sort of thingโ€ฆโ€ Laura answered, chuckling. โ€œWait, why are we talking about this instead of the amazing thing that just happened?โ€I sighed, rolling my eyes. โ€œBecause I'm trying to bore you so you can leave me alone. I want to go have my morning coffee.โ€โ€œThen go have your morning coffee.โ€โ€œEh, this isn't exactly the type of conversation I want to start my day with, besides Alice is already downstairs.โ€Laura snorted and despite the headache brewing in my temple, I let out a small laugh.โ€œWell people are loving you and Jamie, maybe you two can start a couple's channel?โ€I rubbed my eyes, feeling a wave of nausea that wasn't just from the alcohol.โ€œBecause of photos? No. Besides, we're not even a couple yet.โ€โ€œYet,โ€ Laura echoed. โ€œOuu, I like that. Shows you're actually considering it!โ€ She squealed and I was sure s

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 109

    ANYTA'S POVโ€œGet it together, Anyta,โ€ I sighed as I stared at my reflection in the vanity mirror, a half-used makeup wipe hanging limp in my hand.My skin was still flushed from the clubโ€™s heat, and my eyes looked heavy, and not just from exhaustion.The kiss with Jamie darted into my mind.It had been a โ€œtesting the watersโ€ kind of kiss to me, even though I already knew where my heart stood.With an inward groan of frustration, I opened my gallery and scrolled once. There it was. The shot Laura had captured was, honestly a masterpiece.The lighting was moody and cinematic, catching the sharp line of Jamieโ€™s jaw and the way his hands rested a bit low on my waist.โ€œHmm,โ€ I tilted my head to the side. โ€œWell we do look good together,โ€ I murmured.And truthfully, we did.Post it, a toxic little voice whispered in my head. See if he reacts, he probably will but you won't know unless you post it.โ€œNo.โ€ I countered out loud. โ€œIโ€™m not that kind of person,โ€ I muttered to the empty room, dropp

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 108

    ANYTA'S POVโ€œKiss me.โ€Jamie didn't wait for a repeat. He promptly leaned in, his movement deliberate and slow enough for me to pull away if I wanted to, but I didn't.When his lips met mine, the world around us, the shouting, the pulsing lights, the heat seemed to muffle for a heartbeat.A felt a light buzz of excitement, but it quickly began a speedy free fall.My mind went into overdrive, moving between the voice screaming at me to concentrate on the feel of Jamie's lips on mine, and not being able to concentrate because of the voice telling me to concentrate.Eventually he ended the kiss with a light peck on my upper lip.It was a good kiss. It was technically perfect.But as I stood there, my response delayed by a split second of internal calculation, I feltโ€ฆ nothing. It was like looking at a masterpiece through a thick sheet of shattered glass. I could see the beauty, but I couldn't feel the brushstrokes.Jamie pulled back barely an inch, his expression a mix of hope, and then i

  • Too Late, Mr. Billionaire ย ย ย Chapter 107

    ANYTA'S POV The bass in the club was alive. Like a physical entity, thumping against my ribs and vibrating through the soles of my feet until I felt like I was constantly being pumped full of adrenaline and buzz.The club itself was a sea of gyrating bodies, expensive perfume, and the sharp, antiseptic bite of expensive vodka.We'd had dinner at some local restaurant that Laura saw online and wanted to try it. The food turned out really good, and I'd made a mental note to come backโ€œIf this drink were any stronger, Iโ€™d be able to see the future,โ€ Laura shouted over the roar of the booming speakers as she slid a tray of shimmering green shots across the high-top table.โ€œAnd in the future, Anyta, you will humour me by at least dancing on a table while I record it for, I'd go viral.โ€I scoffed, โ€œwhy don't you dance while I record?โ€She gave me a โ€œreally?โ€ look as she eyed me up and down suggestively, โ€œhoney, have you seen your body? I'd literally be booed off the tables if I tried.โ€I r

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