Chapter One

NATHAN(March 14 - Miami, Florida)"Congratulations, Hawthorne." I endure congratulatory slaps on the arm and handshakes from excited wedding guests as the ceremony proceeds. Soft music plays in the background, and the delightful aroma of food fills the air. The air is well-conditioned in the event hall, tempering the varying scents worn by the wedding guests in attendance. Conversation ensues as everyone mingles, their noisy chatter punctuated by the sound of glasses clinking and music playing. I force a smile in response, duly returning the excited greetings. Deep down, I'm scowling at the deal I've gotten myself into.It's a small wedding, with fewer than 100 attendees. Only a few of Mr. Alvarez's closest acquaintances are in attendance. I've invited Giovanni as my guest, excluding my immediate family from the invitation. They will be informed of the occasion eventually, but they're not welcome. "Love indeed is blind," I hear one of the ladies in attendance remark, the subtle i

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Chapter Two

ZENDAYA (February 12 - Orlando, Florida) The air is bathed in silence behind me as I hum softly to myself, lost in my creative world. I stand before a medium-sized easel board, bringing my imagination to life with every brushstroke. My hands are dusted with different shades of paint, and my work clothes are spotted with vibrant colors that flicker in the light as I work. Time-conscious, I move swiftly, my hands dancing across the board with precision.As I finish my masterpiece, I step back to admire it. A sense of satisfaction washes over me as I appraise my handiwork. With a flourish, I step aside, vividly showcasing my art to the audience behind me.A collective gasp erupts from the judges' table, followed by a flurry of whispers. There are stunned expressions on the faces of two of the judges. The panel consists of five judges: three males, Baron, Julius, and Abel, and two females, Cassandra and Whitney. Both Cassandra and Whitney openly express their admiration for my painting

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Chapter Three

NATHAN(February 12 - Miami)Giovanni, a member of my party team, asks, "What are the stats of this week's campaign?" as he fills his glass with white wine. He settles comfortably into the cushion, throwing one arm across its head, and takes a sip. I grab the remote from the center table and press the button, and the TV glides down automatically from its hiding spot behind the ceiling.I show Giovanni the unsatisfying results of my campaign over the past weeks. Despite actively campaigning and investing heavily in the project, my opponent, Simon Grills, consistently has an edge over me. We've brainstormed ideas and explored various avenues to gain the upper hand, but nothing seems to work in my favor. I regret considering Giovanni's idea to step into politics, especially since my business is running smoothly without the added stress.Giovanni's expression turns sour as he reviews the stats. "This doesn't look good," he says, echoing my sentiments. I run a hand through my hair, ho

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Chapter Four

NATHAN(March 3 - Miami)Securing an appointment with Potiphar Alvarez proved to be a daunting task. After weeks of persistent calls and rescheduling, my secretary, Lena Lee, finally managed to land a meeting with the esteemed political and business figure. My driver's voice breaks the silence, "We're here, Sir," as he pulls the car to a halt in front of the magnificent building that houses Potiphar Alvarez's company.The building's grandeur is awe-inspiring, exuding opulence and architectural excellence. The sleek, modern design seems to shimmer in the sunlight, with every detail meticulously crafted to reflect the company's success. I step out of the car and approach the entrance, where the rotating double dark glass doors beckon me inside.As I enter the lobby, I'm enveloped by a soothing scent that reeks of luxury. The air is thick with the aroma of polished leather and fine wood, a subtle reminder of the immense wealth that has been invested in this edifice. The décor is taste

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Chapter Five

ZENDAYA (March 14 - Orlando)I break into a run the moment I sign off work, hoping I'm not too late. My mother's prescription has run out, and I need to renew it today. If she misses her prescription, she might develop asthmatic complications, the doctor warned me.As I sprint across the lane toward the pharmacy where she's registered, my hair whips behind me. I arrive just as the doorman is about to flip the door sign from "open" to "closed." I barge in through the doors, panting. The doorman, Jimmy, assesses me through the glass perched on the bridge of his nose, his mouth turned down in disapproval.I have a reputation for always renewing my prescription late, and the staff is now used to my frantic monthly arrivals. Jimmy, waves me inside, turning the sign to "closed." I murmur my appreciation, moving toward the counter to have my order processed.Rosa, the pharmacist, a middle-aged green-eyed blonde woman wearing a lab coat over a floral print dress, shakes her head as she see

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All Chapters of The Billionaire's Mistake : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five