He Divorced Me, I Marry A Bigger Billionaire!
A week later, Aaliyah was back on her feet, and I took her to a networking event at The Shard, London’s elite packed into a glittering ballroom.
She wore a navy dress, sharp and confident, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. “Ready to charm the crowd?” I asked, offering my arm.
“Born ready,” she said, smirking. “Who’s the big fish tonight?”
“Roger Ellison,” I said, nodding toward a suave guy in a gray suit, laughing with investors. “Media mogul, owns half the UK’s outlets. He’s your ticket to global PR.”
She squared her shoulders. “Let’s do this then.”
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