All Chapters of I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

For a long moment neither of us said anything.‘It’s getting late. I need to go into the studio tomorrow,’ I said flatly.Ashton frowned. ‘You’re not well enough.’‘I’m fine,’ I insisted. ‘The studio’s reputation isn’t great at the moment. Landing a new client is rare, and I don’t want to lose this one. The fever’s gone. A proper night’s sleep is all I need, and I’ll be fit for work in the morning. It’ll be fine.’I slid under the duvet and turned my back to him.It was a long moment before Ashton finally said, ‘Alright.’The next day, I turned down Ashton’s offer to drive me and went to work on my own.When lunchtime came, I had no appetite, but Priya dragged me out anyway. ‘You need to eat to keep your strength up,’ she insisted. ‘You’re still recovering. You need proper nourishment.&r

‘Haven’t you heard? I told you, the old man left Skyline the day after Frank came to see him. Mum and Daniel went with him. They’re on a cruise, supposedly a world tour, no idea when they’ll be back.’‘They didn’t think to take you with them?’Rhys shrugged. ‘What would be the point? Frank knows I don’t have that kind of money. He wouldn’t bother coming after me. Besides, he’s got nothing on me.’In other words, if I wanted information about Frank, Rhys was the only person I could work with.Either him, or my mother, Caroline.I picked the lesser of two evils.‘What’s the favour?’ I asked.‘Come with me,’ Rhys said.‘Where to?’ I was suspicious.‘You’ll see soon enough.’When I didn’t move, he added, ‘What, you don’t trust me enough to get in the car?’

‘I remember now,’ I said suddenly. ‘When you pulled me away earlier, I left my bag on the chair. Someone must’ve planted it then.’‘Well, I… It was someone else who told me,’ Genevieve mumbled.‘Who?’ Ashton pressed.‘Th-that woman… she left. I don’t know her. She just saw I knew Mirabelle and mentioned it to me.’‘Really? You look awfully guilty to me. Maybe YOU took it, and then panicked and planted it on Mirabelle to save yourself?’ Naomi chimed in.‘How dare you accuse me like that?’ Genevieve snapped.‘So you don’t like being falsely accused? Then why didn’t you think of that before you accused Mirabelle?’ Naomi fired back.‘How is this a false accusation? The evidence is right there—the ruby was in her bag!’‘Alright, everyone, please calm down,’ the assistant interjected. ‘We’re willing to let the matter drop. No charges will be pressed,’ he said, looking pointedly at Ashton.But Ashton remained firm. ‘That’s not

Cassian gave a cold, humourless laugh. ‘It seems we’ve spoiled you. Let you do as you pleased for too long. What you did was underhanded, and I’m not the only one who’s disappointed. Your brother would be ashamed of you. Apologise. And don’t let something like this happen again. We looked out for you for Timothee’s sake, but that doesn’t give you the right to hurt people.’Genevieve clenched her jaw. She’d rather look anywhere else than at me.I turned to the host. ‘Mr Howard, now that we know who really stole the ruby, shouldn’t you call the police? Theft of such a valuable gem must carry quite a sentence. I wonder how many years she’ll get.’‘Apologise,’ Ashton said again, his gaze fixed on Genevieve. ‘This is the last time I’ll ask.’Genevieve pressed her lips together and finally muttered, barely audible, ‘Sorry.’‘What

When we got home, I undressed and went for a shower. When I came out, I realised my evening gown was missing.I turned to Ashton and asked, ‘Where’s my dress?’‘I got rid of it.’‘Are you serious? Why would you do that? It wasn’t even mine.’‘Exactly why I got rid of it,’ he replied, still frosty.‘How am I supposed to return it now?’ I complained. ‘You threw it away. What do I give back to him?’‘He can afford a dress.’‘He didn’t ask for it back. I want to return it. I don’t want to keep anything from him,’ I said, shooting him a look. ‘And you went and binned it.’‘I’ll have someone find an identical one tomorrow. They’ll have it delivered to him. You’re not to handle it yourself, and you’re not to see him. Understood?’‘You’re jealous, aren