All Chapters of Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

Willow’s POV“What is she doing here?” I whispered. Adonis was equally as stunned as Beatrice strode onto the set, a smirk on her face. My eyes remained locked on her. For a moment, I thought I must be dreaming. Or maybe I was seeing things?Because there was no way in hell that my opponent was Beatrice.She looked fabulous, in a tailored cashmere blush pink pant suit. Her hair was up in a high bun, her heels clicking across the floor as she went over to her table.“No,” I shook my head. This wasn’t happening. Beatrice had lost her company! The last I’d heard, she was working for an escort service. Luigi and Logan had seen her with their own two eyes.How the hell had she been offered a spot on this show?“I can’t do this,” I said, rushing towards the assistant. I tried to explain in rushed tones that this was a mistake, that I had to cancel.The production manager appeared. “This isn’t right,” I told her. “I can’t be on the show with her.”“This is television,” the production manager

Willow’s POV“This is Perfuming. That’s what we’re calling it,” I smiled into the camera. “It’s a new way to ‘perfume’.”Holding up the large heart shaped necklace, I turned it over for the camera to see.“Right here, there’s a small spritzer.” I squeezed it. “It allows for a tiny amount of perfume to be released. Just a bit. For those small touch ups when you’re on the go.”“Whaaaat?” Steve asked, coming towards us. “Let me see.”I handed him the necklace. “This looks like a piece of jewelry,” he exclaimed.“It is,” I smiled. “A very nice piece of jewelry. It’s ten karat gold. But it’s hollow inside, so there’s room for the perfume.”“The idea came to me while I was on a yacht with my boyfriend. I’d forgotten to put on my perfume that morning, and I’d wished I’d brought some along. I was fidgeting with my ring at the time, and I remember thinking, wouldn’t it be cool if there was perfume inside my jewelry. Because I never forget to put on my jewelry. Am I right, ladies?” I winked at t

Third Person POVIrritated didn’t even begin to explain the way Beatrice felt when she left the TV show. Jewelry with perfume inside of it? What sort of pathetic idea was that?Beatrice had caught wind of the fact that Willow was going to appear on the television show. So naturally, she’d made the call to the production manager and pitched a drama filled episode where two sisters went head to head.Of course the manager had eaten it up, and Beatrice had promptly been invited to attend the show. She’d warned the manager that Willow likely wouldn’t come if she knew that Beatrice was going to be there. The manager had laughed, claiming that was perfect, all the more room for drama.Armed with copious amounts of money from Giulia, Beatrice had promptly designed a new perfume, and now was in the midst of launching a new company. She’d stolen Beatrice’s ideas of ethically sourced perfumes, since that was going well for Willow.Beatrice’s plan was to undercut Willow’s perfume prices on nation

Third Person POVThe moment the doors swung open, Adonis’s eyes landed on Jay. He was standing at the end of the aisle, looking handsome as ever in a gorgeous tux with a bowtie that matched Adonis’ tuxedo.Taking a moment to pause at the door before Adonis began his walk down the aisle, Adonis’ eyes swept over the guests. Almost every single person they’d invited had RSVP’d, and both Adonis and Jay were so honored that everyone had chosen to come and share their special day with them.With a deep breath, Adonis began his walk down the aisle, as cameras flashed. He’d been told to take it nice and slow, but the moment his eyes locked onto Jay’s, Adonis couldn’t help himself. He rushed down the aisle toward Jay, taking his hands in his own.“I want to marry you,” Adonis said loudly.“Um, I know. That’s what we’re doing,” Jay said, chuckling.“Screw the vows. Let’s just say I do. Let’s just be married already.”The crowd fell silent. It was pretty unorthodox to just forego the vows. Even

Luigi’s POVHolding Willow in my arms as we danced, I felt that all was right with the world. The ceremony and dinner had been lovely, and Willow had nailed her speech, as I knew she would. Plus, a fortuitous turn of events had led me to meet Sasha, and I was still reeling from the chance meeting.I’d brought Sasha to the table and introduced her. She was a college friend of Jay’s, even though she said they hadn’t talked in a while. During dinner, Sasha asked me what I did for work, and I told her about my winery.Her eyes had grown wide. “Get out,” she said, chuckling. “That’s crazy. I just happen to be a biochemist working on a new breed of grapes.”Stunned, I’d asked her about her grapes. She told me that she was making a hybrid grape that offered a higher potency and a quicker growth time.“They’re still in the developmental stages,” she’d said, “but I think there’s a lot of promise there. You’d know better than me though.”My mind had flashed back to Enzo and our conversation.“S