Semua Bab Billionaire’s Pet: Don’t Go, My Girl: Bab 1 - Bab 8

Angela’s POV:I always knew this day would come. I just hadn’t expected it so soon.Kyle sat there, detached from the lively atmosphere around him, his presence magnetic. I couldn’t help but watch, wondering how he’d respond. Would he agree?Before Kyle could say anything, Vivian appeared.“Angela, what’re you staring at? Come on, everything’s already on the table,” Vivian said, tugging me toward our private dining room.I followed, but my thoughts stayed behind.Vivian had ordered an extravagant spread, but I barely touched my food.Last night, when I’d seen Kyle, I’d been thrilled. I’d thought he came back early to celebrate my birthday. But now I knew better. He’d returned to meet his fiancée.He probably didn’t even remember today was my birthday. To him, I was nothing more than a fling—a convenient distraction.“Why the long face? Did your boss dump more work on you?” Vivian asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.I shook my head. “No, I’m happy.”“You should’ve stayed in fashion

Angela returned to her grandmother’s place. Money was tight, and with her grandma needing frequent hospital visits, she could only afford a place in the suburbs.When Angela got back, her grandma was still up.“Grandma, why are you still awake?” she asked, hugging her from behind.Her grandma, over seventy, had never fully recovered after surgery four years ago.“You’re back? I’ll make you something to eat.”“No need, Grandma. I already ate.” Angela held her, feeling the warmth in her frail frame.“What’s wrong?” Grandma could tell something was off.Angela shook her head. “Nothing. Just tired from work.”“Has your father’s side contacted you?” Grandma’s voice had a strange edge.Angela knew she meant her dad’s family.Her mom had died years ago. Her dad remarried fast, bringing a new wife and two kids into the picture. The stepmother made sure Angela was sent back to the countryside.“No, they haven’t. Why?”“Good.” Grandma sighed, relieved.“Angela, let’s go back to the countryside

“Sorry, I had no idea about this.” Angela couldn’t believe the disgusting dad would go this far. This wasn’t just a blind date—they were trying to marry her off.Ashley smirked. “So, you’re saying Mr. Albert isn’t good enough for you? You think you’re too good for him, Angela?”Ashley was pushing buttons on purpose, just waiting to see how Angela would handle it.Angela saw right through her. “Of course not.”“Oh, so you fell for him at first sight, then? Mr. Albert, looks like my sister is quite pleased with you.” Ashley stirred the pot with a sly grin.Angela stayed cool. “Honestly, I don’t think I’m good enough for Mr. Albert. To be frank, I haven’t lived with them in years. Did they tell you I’m some obedient, well-mannered girl?”Juan nodded. That’s exactly what Sam had told him.Angela leaned in. “Truth is, I smoke, I drink, I hit the clubs. I’ve had two abortions. Go ahead, check the hospital records. I didn’t even know who the fathers were. Oh, and I’m pregnant again. The doc

“Mr. Alexander, he’s not even on your level. And maybe Angela isn’t like that, who knows? Why don’t we just… ask her first?” Mark felt the weight of the pressure pressing down on him.“Mr. Alexander… about the room you booked, should we still notify Angela?”“No need.” Kyle’s voice was cold, sharper than ice. His lips barely moved as he said, “Just take me to the office.”Downstairs at the company, Angela stood her ground. “Sorry, Mr. Albert. I’m not interested in your money. I’m not some mistress, and I’m definitely not gonna be your lover.”“If you keep harassing me, I’ll call the cops.”Juan just laughed. “What’s with the act? You really think I’ve forgotten what you said last night? Aren’t you the one who’s had two abortions and still carrying a child? You’re gonna act all innocent now?”People passing by overheard his words and shot Angela confused looks.Juan’s strategy was clear—if Angela wasn’t going to give in, he’d ruin her reputation.He tried to grab her, but Angela dodge