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he said, laughing slightly as he followed me. I bit my lip when I heard what he said. Well, he has a point. He is indeed rich, and billions come into his account every month. My gosh! Until now, I couldn't believe that a billionaire like him was dating a poor single mom like me. "I hope I'm the same with you so that I can give all my time and attention to Agatha," I said to him as I went straight to the sink. "You can do that now, Kali. I'm your boyfriend now, and I'll take care of you and Agatha," he answered me.

Katherine wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks with the back of her palm. I swore to forget about you even though I knew you would be somewhere in the world, enjoying your life. I finally had the courage to search for you on the internet one day and lo and behold, you did not disappoint me. You were one of the most successful men in the states, you were married to the daughter of a billionaire and you had a kid. You had it all and I assumed you were literally living your best life.”

It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.

“Just the beautiful ones.” And just like that I snapped out of my trance and was back to reality. I was back in the elevator and before me, was the infamous playboy billionaire, Kareem Finnegan. Ding! “Have a good day Mr. Finnegan,” I hurried out of the elevator; without looking back for a second, I made my way to my car and drove off. --------------------------------- La Creperie always smelt like spring and roast duck.

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME KIMBERLY'S POV “You’ve got to be kidding me! I can’t believe it!” Serena exclaimed, her voice way too loud the moment I told her what was happening. “Shush! Keep it down before you scare all your customers away,” I hissed, and she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. “You have two billionaires fighting over your attention!!! Ahhhh, give me your life!” Serena said dramatically, eyes sparkling.

John handed him a bank card and he passed it on to Belle. She furrowed her brows, eyeing Frederick and John alternately. “What is this now?” she couldn’t help but ask. “This card has one billion dollars in it. Make use of it however you want. Take this as a gift for being my granddaughter-in-law on paper,” he told her bitterly. Belle frowned, and this time, it was real. She does feel sad after hearing what Frederick just told her. ‘It would have been great if you became my real grandfather,’ she thought to herself, but didn’t bother voicing it out.

She pulled out the top sheet of paper and began to read its contents. (To Shasha ... Congratulations! You suddenly became a billionaire, hehe. Are you shocked ?, please calm down, I still have a thousand secrets that will make you even more shocked) Shasha read the first part of the sentence with furrowed brows. Shocked? Is there anything more surprising than being an heir in one night? Getting lots of properties and money deposits that even the zero numbers make her heads dizzy?. (Before knowing the other shocking thing, I hope you pray first, so that your heart is still healthy after you know everything. I don't want anything bad to happen to you and make

James and Sally. One of the captions caught my eyes, and I quickly ordered him to stop scrolling. He stopped scrolling, and I turned the screen to face me. "Reasons why newly wedded Sally would cheat on her billionaire husband your thread." I chucked. It was a funny caption, and for some reasons I liked the scandal. I began scrolling through the comment section. A smile played on my lips as I read through the comments. I was excited to know that everyone pointed fingers at Alex. I wasn't mentioned in the whole drama, and it was a relief to me.

I felt a deep sense of gratitude that the bitter emotions I had long harbored had finally begun to dissipate. Emily and I headed to the nightclub for a meeting with Don Sacrum, a prominent investor. Unconventional as it may seem, Don consistently preferred conducting business in such settings. His reputation preceded him, and I made it a point to be available at his beck and call, regardless of the hour. As the son of a renowned billionaire, Don Sacrum had inherited a vast fortune following his father's passing a few months prior. I glanced over at Emily, noticing a look of discomfort on her face. Seeking to alleviate her unease, I gently took her small hand in mine, offering a reassuring to