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My heart pounded as I started the car snd my hands trembled. But why? I wasSebastian Monteiro one of the world's wealthiest and most powerful business moguls. She was only Britondii Luca,my personal assistant. And the woman you are in love with. Is Sebastian Monteiro the ruthless businessman afraid of being rejected for the first time? Because if the woman he loves reject him, he may do what daddy did. Right? A sarcastic little voice in my head taunted. I thought deeply,realising I didn't know what I would say to her when or even if I saw her.

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.”

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

I shot back, "We'll see who ends up begging." I turned, my gaze landing on the VIP table. A man sat there in a tailored suit, lazily swirling a glass of red wine. Gabriel York was Lumeria's wealthiest man and the company's biggest investor. Lifting the hem of my dress, I walked toward him under everyone's watchful eyes. He looked up, studying me with clear interest. "Mr. York." I took a deep breath and said loudly, "The banquet's already paid for. Since the groom is trash, would you like to replace him? I've got 100 billion in assets, and I can promise you a lifetime of absolute devotion."

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

Designer names she didn’t even know how to pronounce. Rows of shoes lined up by color. Boxes stacked taller than she was. A single glittering clutch that looked like it cost more than her first car. “What… is all this?” she whispered, eyes wide. Rafael appeared behind her. “I may have gone a little overboard.” “A little?” “It’s just a few outfits,” he said innocently. “For our date today.” Lena turned. “I have clothes.” “Yes, but now you have clothes that scream ‘I have a billionaire boyfriend who worships the ground I walk on.’ Much better vibe.”

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

I grabbed my phone and quickly did a background search on Adrian Russet. "He is young and successful, but also known to be promiscuous. His family has a billion-dollar fortune, and he is the sole inheritor. He made a name for himself by building a tech company all by himself, and he also has a step-brother. This is what Evelyn would like," I read aloud. “I'm not going to let them do this to me,” I said. I grabbed some clothes and savings from the side drawer and snuck through the window. It was raining heavily but I ran as fast as I could down the road. Tears rolled down my eyes, I knew what I was doing was wrong but Evelyn also ran away.

But tonight, amidst the glitz and glamour, I sensed an undercurrent of tension, an invisible threat lurking in the shadows. Unbeknownst to us, a rival billionaire, Charles Blackwood, vying for Alexander's power and wealth, had hatched a sinister plan. He had hired a seductive spy, Isabella, to infiltrate our lives, to seduce me and extract valuable information that could be used as leverage against Alexander. We were pawns in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, and the stakes were higher than ever.