The Realtor and My Fiancé
Summer Swayashe fiancemistakenly in the billionaire's bedbillionaire's regret: finding hersold to the billionaire, now my family begs for forgiveness
“Miss Gwen, this is luxury furniture. We have to be careful, don’t you think?
“Don’t get me wrong. I do this for all my clients. It’s just protocol.”
Then, her tone shifted, laced with mockery. “But usually, real socialites and wealthy ladies understand these things without being told. Perhaps your etiquette classes didn’t cover this?”
Her final comment made my blood boil. I shot up from the chair, glaring at her. “What are you trying to say?!”
Sophia immediately shifted her demeanor, flashing an ingratiating smile. “Miss Gwen! You misunderstood me! I wasn’t criticizing you. I was just admiring how lucky you are to have found such a wonderful husband!
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