Too Late, Mr. Billionaire; I'm Getting Married! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

"Mr. Strickland, allow me to introduce you. This is my woman, Estelle Holder."Victor said it loudly and proudly, as if he were showing off a prize.Estelle froze.My woman.For five years, she had secretly dreamed of hearing a man claim her in front of other people. Of finally having a real place in someone's life.She never imagined the first man to give her that would be a pervert.And the man she had dreamed of hearing it from? He just kept turning the wine glass in his fingers. He didn't even look at her.It was as if nothing happening in this room had anything to do with him. So cold. So heartless.Victor noticed Edward's complete lack of interest. He quickly hooked a finger under Estelle's chin and tilted her face toward him."Mr. Strickland, take a good look. Doesn't she look just like your Aeliyah?"Earlier that day, Victor had gone to Evergreen to discuss a project. That was where he ran into the Hale heiress, a woman who looked strikingly like Estelle.A few questions later

"Okay, time to draw! Whoever gets the same number is a team. Teammates have to swap seats, so no sitting next to each other~"Scarleth placed the folded slips of paper on the table. The two people who drew the same number would automatically become partners.The first round would have four players. Everyone else had to wait their turn. Whoever drew a one or a two would play first.Unfortunately for Estelle, she drew a two.She looked up across the table. Edward had drawn a one.They were on opposite teams.Scarleth had drawn the other one. She raised an eyebrow at Estelle, her meaning crystal clear.*Just watch what I do to you.*"There's still another two. Who's got it?"Dax hesitated for a moment. Then he opened his hand and unfolded the slip.He smiled at Estelle. "I'm honestly not great at cards. I'll be counting on you."Estelle forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.The truth was, she had always been a good girl.At the children's home, she listened to the director. A

Estelle never expected Victor to lie like that.For a moment, she had no idea what to do.Edward was obsessive about purity. He had told her once, very clearly, that she was never allowed to be with anyone else. Ever.She wanted to explain. To tell him it wasn't true.But their relationship was over. What was the point of explaining anything now?While she was still torn, Edward suddenly tipped his chin toward her."If she's that pure, then let her pour."Victor was thrilled that Edward was giving her another chance. He quickly pushed the bottle back into her hands."Go on."Estelle had expected Edward to be furious.But there wasn't a flicker of emotion on his face. He had simply changed his mind and told her to pour.She didn't understand it at all.Still, with Victor rushing her, she took the bottle again and leaned down to fill his glass.The wine hadn't even touched the glass when his long, defined hand covered it again.He lifted those cool, misty eyes and fixed them on her."On

The moment Estelle said she could get him the project, Victor's interest was piqued.Bidding on the West Side development would open next month.The old man, his father, had made him a promise. If Victor landed this project, the position of heir to the Robinson Group would be his.But this time, his rival was the Caldwell Group from Washington, D.C. They were one of the biggest, most powerful companies in the country.Beating the Caldwell Group on skill and experience alone would be almost impossible. That was why Victor had decided to win the project by getting on Edward Strickland's good side.But Edward was impossible to deal with.If Victor hadn't begged Dax for an introduction, he wouldn't have even gotten in the same room with him.Trying to win the project by flattering Edward was like trying to climb into the sky.If Estelle could really get it for him, that would be perfect. But...Victor narrowed his eyes at her."If you've got dirt on Edward Strickland, why didn't you use i

Edward's tall, powerful body went rigid.His dark, bloodthirsty eyes were like chunks of ice at the bottom of a frozen lake. Cold enough to freeze someone to death in an instant.He stared at her for a long moment.Then he pulled his hand away, yanked out more than a dozen wet wipes, and scrubbed his fingers furiously.Watching him, Estelle couldn't help letting out a soft, mocking laugh."Mr. Robinson already told you we slept together. Why insist on checking for yourself, Mr. Strickland? What's the point?"Her eyes were smiling. The corners of her lips were smiling.There wasn't a trace of anger or embarrassment on her face. If anything, she looked like a woman who had spent her whole life working the night.Her careless attitude and her provocations, one after another, finally broke Edward's composure. A man who never lost his temper suddenly exploded.He threw away the shredded wipes and seized her chin in a brutal grip.He used all his strength. Her small, pale chin turned purple