Beauty and the Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

I am jealous of everybody who is with you when I'm not with you..Beauty's POV.Everyone was ready, and we waited in the immigration area until it was time to enter the boarding waiting area. There were ten of us, including Mamita.It's a fantastic experience to be among the top models of Monde Fashion. I was graciously invited by the head of fashion to join the ranks in Asia.Drew is out of town. He was busy again with the businesses. I tried calling him earlier, but there was no answer, so I called my mother and sister before the plane took off. I just left a message for Drew, and off we go. I am uncertain if he will attend the event, as he responded at the last minute, stating he would try his best to be there for me.THE CHILLY wind greeted us when we landed at Tokyo's International Airport. It's the first month of autumn here, and the beautiful colors of the leaves of the trees around the area made the environment more attractive.It only happens a little that an event will be

Beauty's POVI kept rolling on my bed while staring at my phone. The event has ended, and we are free starting tomorrow. The rest of the girls have already made up their plans for the remaining days. They will tour around the city in groups. They asked me if I wanted to join, but I refused. I have other things to do, and I want to see Drew.I let out a never-ending sigh while waiting for Drew's message. It's past ten at night, and I am in this dark room alone. The girls went out for a night party.I FELT THE Shiver of cold, which made me awake for a reason. It was four o'clock in the morning, and the girls were not yet back. I forgot to turn on the heater, leaving the room cold. I strode to turn the heater on and wrapped a thick blanket around me.I grabbed my phone and saw two unread messages from Drew four hours ago. I swipe it to open.Drew's message to me: Sorry, darling. I can't see you tonight. The boys are holding me hostage, and Beatrice is on the go. I will call you tomorrow.

Beauty's POV I walked towards Drew's shut door without a plan. I looked around, and there was no one. I took a deep breath and was about to knock but changed my mind. I felt my flesh shaking thinking of Beatrice. I fisted my hands and took another deep breath. I stared at the door before me briefly and stepped back. I dialed Drew's number, and it rang a few times. He didn't answer it. I chuckled, feeling so annoyed now. Me to Drew: Drew, are you free to talk? I waited long enough for a response, but I realized he would never respond and probably chose to ignore me today. My blood rose to the limit of what I could handle. So, straight away, I knocked heavily on his door. It opened, and it was no longer a surprise for him to see me. He left the door open for me to enter and turned his back to me. I stepped in and looked around. The empty cups of coffee are still sitting on the coffee table. My brows furrowed at the thought of Beatrice being here a while ago. "Drew?" I looked beh

Drew's POV.Damn this. When are they going to stop this nonsense?I heaved a sigh after reading the articles online. I barely had any time to have my coffee as the business in Greece was facing inclination.Xavion has to fly there to check the conspiracy. A few people on the board of directors are doing the pullouts, giving a scare to the rest of the investors.I've been receiving calls for the meeting since last night. I didn't have a drop of sleep as I also took care of the annual year-end financial scheme of the El Monde Towers. My father is crushing me to the bones, manipulating the rest of the investors again, threatening me of the decision I've made.I will never let him arrange my marriage to someone this time. I will rule my life, and I mean it. If he wants war against me, I will face him, heads on high."Don't worry, Drew. I have already talked to Samuel. He will help us." Liam said in the line. "Just take care of Beauty. The articles about you and Beatrice may hurt her. You

Beauty's POV.Holding the folder that contains all the reports, I exited the building comfortably.Vincent held the car door open for me, and I slid onto the leather seat before buckling my seatbelt. We have to drive for another five minutes, and then we will reach our destination.I composed myself when I stepped out and cleared my throat when I entered the building. I followed my sister's instructions for me to be able to get inside the place.It is a secluded venue exclusively reserved for the gatherings of high-profile individuals. The reporters and media personnel are present, as indicated by the cars outside and Vincent's earlier message."Thank you, Miss," I said to the lady at the information desk. She gave me a visitor's ID for entry.One of the security in-charge accompanied me all the way to where the venue was located. I smiled at him, and he formally smiled back. He never said a word, and we were quiet until we arrived on the right level.The moment the elevator opens, t