All Chapters of Played by the Billionaire (English): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Joy looked inside her wallet, hoping for a miracle to happen. She opened it slowly, even though she could feel how thin it was in her hand. Only one hundred pesos greeted her. In the middle of her wallet, the face of Roxas looked like it was frowning, as if it was not happy to be alone there. It was like even her money had an attitude. "Good thing I still have one hundred," she whispered to herself, trying to make the situation better. But in reality, she knew it was not enough. As usual, her trip earlier was a failure. She was along the streets of Butuan City, her feet were tired and her back hurt from walking. She thought she could sell at the school she went to. She even fixed her hair before entering and practiced her sales talk in her mind. "Ma'am, vitamins for immune support..." But it seemed like even the teachers there were immune to her offers. They rejected her one by one. Someone smiled, someone pretended to be busy, and someone said "maybe next time." It seemed lik

"Have you been here long?" Joy asked when she finally got close to her classmates' table. Her voice was almost covered by the loud music of the bar. The bass was beating in her chest. The lights were colorful, red, blue, and violet turning around on the ceiling. There was a smell of alcohol, cigarettes, perfume, and sweat mixing in the air. In one corner of the bar were the people she lived with in the dorm for four years. Four years of crying and laughing, breaking down together and staying up late together. "Yes, April Joy, we have been here for a while!" they answered together while hitting the table. There were already bottles of Red Horse on the table. There were some plates of food that were only half full. There were laughs that sounded a bit drunk. They had been inviting her in the group chat for a while. They said it was a celebration. Finally, it was done. Their graduation was just yesterday. She is a graduate now. They are graduates now so they should be happy. But whi

Joy kept her phone pressed to her ear while staring at the ceiling of her almost empty dorm room.Her room was quiet. The utter silence was deafening. And even though her room was quiet, she still could not think of anything. Her head just started to ache because she was trying to understand if the person she was talking to was normal.Make him laugh? She asked herself. What the fuck! What is this? A job interview or a talent search? It seems like he plans to make her a clown. If he wanted a clown, why did he not just purchase a Netflix subscription and watch comedy shows?She blinked a few times. She felt like she was going to lose her sanity."Hello?" he asked again on the other line. "Are you still there?"Oh no, I am not here anymore. You should be nervous, her brain whispered. Rich people are really something else, right? They think of all sorts of things just to waste money. While those of us who are struggling in life would do everything just to earn money.That is life for you

At exactly two thirty in the afternoon, the black fountain pen stopped between Alexander's fingers. It seemed like his pen was also about to give up. He wanted to rest so he could think properly. He had been using that fountain pen for a while but he hadn't written anything sensible. He was just wasting ink.Well, it didn't matter to him if he had to buy a new one anyway. He didn't care how many fountain pens he wasted, he could afford to buy them. He could even put up a fountain pen business if he wanted to.He shook his head at his own thoughts. His arrogance was acting up again, but the important thing was, he had something to brag about.He looked at the expensive watch on his wrist. Thirty minutes left. Only thirty minutes before his appointed time. He would only wait for thirty minutes.In front of him lay an open, thick acquisition report that he had been trying to finish for a while. He had already read more than twenty pages, but not a single detail truly entered his mind.He

Alexander's whole office was quiet. Only the soft hum of the air conditioner could be heard between the two of them. It was a miracle that his companion had not started talking for a few minutes.Alexander stayed standing in front of the wide glass window. While Joy was sitting properly on the gray sofa, her back was straight and her two hands were tightly folded on her lap.He could not help but notice it. Earlier, she almost never ran out of things to say. Now she is very quiet. He did not know if she ran out of topics or her mouth was just tired of talking. Or maybe she was starting to feel the heavy situation.He stepped closer to the small coffee table between them."Coffee?" he asked her.Maybe if she drank coffee, she would start talking again.Joy shook her head a little. "No thank you, I am okay.""Tea?""I am really okay, no need.""Water?"The woman paused for a moment before nodding."Okay then. Just water."He quietly poured cold water into a crystal glass and put it in f