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“Stop it, I think I’m gonna vomit” “Quit being dramatic and press the damn button,” Donovan said. Kenny tapped the elevator button. He walked directly into the kitchen. “What about the food you were served? I didn’t get any since I came late” “Everything was good, but really tiny. I can’t believe Hilliard is selling his business” “How much do you think he’s selling?” “10, maybe” “$10 billion dollars?” “Yeah, he’s restaurant chain is renowned” “That Thomas Gray guy, didn’t he and Lily go to the same school?”

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

I ask. "It's nothing." She lies once again. "Nina!" I say raising my voice a little. "Okay. Okay fine. Here." She says and hands me her phone. A website was open and so was a article. It read: New couple alert? Supermodel Sarah Jones was seen spending time with American Billionaire Karter Allan. The two were photographed at a fancy dinner and then seen leaving a club giggling and chatting. We all think they looked super cute and have amazing chemistry. Don't you think?

"Do you know how expensive this chocolate cake is? My friend had it air-shipped all the way from France for me. And because of her, all the handmade dolls on top of it fell. I asked her to compensate, but she couldn't afford it. So I told her to drink one small cup thing on the table and then I will let her go." I followed the woman's gaze and looked back, landing on the pink cake on the bar. I had seen it downstairs before. Jill behind me started to drink that cup of something. Before I could stop her, she had already finished half of it. Indeed, the glass princess on the second floor had fallen to one side. "How much is the cake? I'll compensate," I said through gritted teeth. "One million

But the ache in my chest called me a liar. My phone buzzed in my apron, snapping me out of it. A text from Jake: Check TMZ. You’re fucking famous. My stomach plummeted. I slipped into the break room, hands trembling as I pulled up the app. The headline hit like a punch: Mystery Billionaire Drops $100K on Necklace at Greenwich Charity Auction—Who’s His New Flame? The article was pure TMZ gossip: “Last night at the swanky Greenwich Country Club, tech billionaire Justin Drake made waves with a $100,000 bid on a sapphire necklace for a mystery woman in an emerald gown. Insiders caught him getting cozy with her on the balcony, but who’s she? A new lover or just a passing spark? Stay tuned!”

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

In fact, the meals prepared by the housekeeper at his villa were probably far more sumptuous than mine. We ate in silence. My thoughts drifted back to what my mother had told me earlier that day. After hesitating for a moment, I finally asked Nathan, Me: “Was it you who sent the one hundred thousand dollars?” In the end, I decided to ask the question. Nathan: “You already know about it? That was fast,” he replied lightly. He wasn’t surprised at all by my question. In fact, he continued eating with elegance, as if what I said had nothing to do with him.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

There were thousands of headlines; Billionaire CEO, Hayes Caldwell, Spotted in Intimate Moment with Mystery woman. That wasn't what surprised me at all. What surprised me was the fact that he was the Hayes Caldwell. The freaking rich CEO worth hundreds billions. “Oh my freaking days! What the hell is this?”