All Chapters of Marry My Billionaire Second Husband : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Amelia gulped and wiped her sweaty palms on her dress, hoping that it did not leave handprints. Her eyes darted around the ballroom nervously; the ballroom was full of suited gentlemen and perfumed ladies, all clad in outfits that screamed wealth and extravagance.After all, they would have to be frivolously wealthy to take part in this charity auction for the less fortunate.Amelia's eyes scanned the crowd, trying to look for her boss. He had mentioned that he needed the restroom, but half an hour had passed and he still hadn't returned. Amelia decided she would give him another five minutes before she called him.Perhaps he was suffering from a terrible stomachache. She could relate, her stomach gave a few upset growls, but that was due to incredible nervousness."Champagne, miss?" The waiter asked politely, and Amelia gingerly took a glass. She desperately needed something to soothe her nerves. She felt like a fish out of water in such a classy environment, and if it were up to her

Matteo Montgomery hadn't been joking when he said that he had a new dress prepared for Amelia. She had considered that he would be, or at least, perhaps he would've borrowed a last-minute dress for her so that he wouldn't lose his face because of her, but she hadn't expected to see something like that."See if it's your size," Matteo calmly said once the door was pushed open and Amelia walked in. He tucked one hand into his pocket, the other on the door handle. "If you need any adjustments, I'll call for the seamstress to come over."To call it a champagne dress would be a severe understatement. It would probably even work as a wedding dress! It was an off-shoulder dress that had a fitted bodice and a mermaid tail flare. The bodice had a low cut and was fitted with chiffon and shimmering beads, while the flare of the skirts had layers upon layers of fabric to create a full body.It was a light gold color, similar to the sparkling alcoholic beverage, and Amelia wondered if the wine had

"Going once, going twice, sold to Mr. Montgomery!"Amelia slumped in her seat, defeated. She had never even seen so much money before. If she worked at her old part-time jobs for the rest of her life, she would've never even earned five million even if she worked until the day she died. She could have sold every organ in her body and not made that sum of money.Yet, Matteo Montgomery didn't even bat an eyelid when he bought that flute― the very same one she sold for a mere fraction of the price. Amelia didn't know whether she should laugh or cry at the incredulity of events.The rest of the auction moved on without the same fanfare, closing with the auctioneer noting that the proceeds would all be donated to charity after deducting the costs.Amelia followed Matteo down the hallway to collect their new purchase, her footsteps sluggish as though she had been through a war. She had, after all, experienced some insane mental gymnastics."Thank you for your donation, as usual, Mr. Montgom

"I didn't― I'm―"Amelia bit down her lip to stop herself from cackling at the mortified expression on Kelsie's face; then she had to remind herself to not cross his boundaries, in case she ended up like Kelsie. She would have to call him Mr. Montgomery at all times."Come on, don't be so stuck up, Matteo. It was just a slip of her tongue," Caleb complained, his face redder than a baboon's ass. Amelia guessed not only was bravado coursing through Caleb, but copious amounts of alcohol were too.That man probably drank a lot during the auction earlier, if he was delusional enough to expect her to strip for the comfort of his lover.True enough, Caleb was staring at Matteo with barely concealed dislike. How could he hold his head up high in society if he let his beloved get scolded by another?"A beautiful woman calling your name is a blessing, I tell you. Why are you being so pedantic about it?"Matteo barely blinked as he stared blankly back at them. "I see no beautiful women in front o

Giovanni gulped at the dark look in Matteo's eyes. There was no way he could say no and offend him. But there was also no way he could offend the Walton and Friesent families as well.Amelia spotted his hesitation, and she decided to lend a helping hand."Mr. Montgomery, may I say a word?" Amelia asked cautiously."What is it, Amelia?" Matteo asked, turning to gaze at her.Giovanni couldn't miss how his eyes softened as he looked at this Amelia person. To his knowledge, Matteo Montgomery had never looked at any guest he brought with such tenderness."They are unrelated to the issue at hand," Amelia said, looking at the flute as a gentle reminder. "Banning them out of nowhere would merely cause issues for the charity.""But they are also not allowed to harass people at will," Matteo said severely. "Mr. Giovanni?""Yes?" Giovanni leapt up."As the host of the event, you ought to keep an eye out on what is happening at your auctions," Matteo coldly said. "Caleb Walton and Kelsie Friesent