บททั้งหมดของ Shouldn't Divorce The Hidden Heiress Of Multi-Billion Empire: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

[BIANCA]“Zoey Raven? You again?”My lips quivered the instant I saw her. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This woman wouldn’t even let me drink my water and drop my cup in peace. She was a constant pain in the neck, always finding new ways to ruin my moment.First, she’d stretched her leg out like a trap, deliberately obstructing my path and sending me sprawling. Secondly, she’d created an unnecessary spectacle on the red carpet. And now? She was blocking me from taking my seat, clearly itching to stir up more drama.I shoved Zoey’s hand off my body and snarled, “Don’t you ever touch me like that again! And most importantly, never dare to stop me from taking my seat here. Is that crystal clear to you?”Zoey scoffed, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear with exaggerated elegance. “Excuse you? I just saved you from making the worst decision of your life by stopping you from sitting on the seat with Paddle One. And instead of thanking me, you’re here claiming rights?”A da

[Zoey]Even though this wretched woman was forcing a impossible choice on me, I told myself it was only temporary. Just for the meantime.Bianca fixed her gaze on me. “So? Is this an agreement?”I scoffed. What gave her the sheer audacity to believe she could outshine Richard? He was stronger, more imposing, more influential, and far richer than she could ever dream of being. What made her think she stood even the slightest chance of winning this challenge?As the thought burned through my mind, Bianca snapped her fingers in front of my face and scoffed right back. “What are you still waiting for, Zoey? We need an answer. Is this an agreement or not?”I stretched out my hand. “Agreement,” Our palms met in a firm handshake, sealing the deal.. “If you somehow manage to outbid Richard in this auction, I’ll bow down to you and apologize. But if he outbids you—as we both know he will—then you will get on your knees and apologize to every single person here.”Bianca smiled, calm and conf

[Zoey]As Richard's temper flared, the atmosphere around us turned tense. Yet, despite his fury, everyone else remained silent. The nosy reporters had already shifted their attention to the scene unfolding before them. Cameras were pointed in our direction, flashes flickered nonstop, and countless photos were being taken.But Richard didn't care.He stood there with anger radiating from every inch of his body while my heart pounded violently against my chest.Fear.Pure, overwhelming fear.At that moment, countless terrifying thoughts raced through my mind.What if I get caught?What if Richard finds out that I'm the one who sold the necklace?What will happen then?He'll skin me alive.Richard will... Richard will beat me to ashes.What am I going to do if he learns the truth?"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Riley, but the item here was acquired legally."The Auctioneer's voice sliced through my panicked thoughts.He continued calmly, "Every item brought here for auction is carefu

[Zoey]I shook my head as Richard and I watched the necklace being carried off the stage and brought directly to where Bianca was seated.The men carefully handed it over to her before bowing respectfully.“Congratulations, my lady. It was worth it.”My entire body went numb.I couldn't feel anything except anger.Pure, burning anger.And jealousy.Why her, of all people?How could she possibly afford something like that?One billion?No...One point five billion dollars?Jesus Christ!That was an insane amount of money. Especially for someone as lowly, poor, and classless as Bianca.There was no way on earth she could afford such an amount.Absolutely no way.Unable to believe what I was seeing, I turned to Richard, intending to fuel his anger even further. But the moment my eyes landed on his face, I froze.His expression had completely changed.He was staring at Bianca.Not with disgust.Not with hatred.Just staring.As though he was seeing her for the very first time.As though t

[Zoey]As Richard and I spoke, a wave of nods rippled through the crowd. It was obvious—no one in the room believed for a second that a broke, penniless girl like Bianca could afford that necklace. One point five billion dollars? Please. The very idea was laughable. What was even more ridiculous was her casual claim that one-point-five billion was “a little money” to her. Who the hell had given her that kind of audacity? And now she had the nerve to demand that we all bow down and apologize to her? I scoffed under my breath. It was perfect that Richard and I had challenged her to prove herself right here in front of everyone. She couldn’t possibly back it up. She was about to humiliate herself in spectacular fashion. Or so I thought. Bianca uncrossed her arms and gave a casual shrug, her expression annoyingly calm. “Alright then,” she said. “Since you’ve all clearly decided you won’t believe a word I say until I prove it, I guess I’ll just have to do the needful.” A few pe