70 DAYS WITH THE WRONG BILLIONAIRE

A'S

YEARS

ES

al Airport hits me the moment I step out. Suddenl

my god, lo

nd me. She squeezes the br

rting model into an international supe

bombshell who lives life

ite tank top and ripped jeans, putti

le treasure! You look even more han

s stroller. He flashes her a bright, gap-toothed grin. "Wa

pinches his cheeks with a dramatic gasp. "Look at this little charmer! Rem

ogether. Even with his bald head from the ch

out from head to toe. "How do you have a three-year-old and sti

e out most of her rambling.

gs into her cream-co

n uncle doing?" she asks, a m

you to that strip club back in Paris years ago. But

a small smile

d second uncle. But she absolutely

sy. He's busy a

ometimes, especially Uncle Mike s

alone. He wanted to come with us too. Honestly, I am

ture would have made things worse. I

ion which also includes everyone associated

tle podcasts lately? I haven't heard from them in almost three

ask, looking up fr

ashion design brand, Aureline, has been doing so well in the la

orders and new contr

gs, but I promise them that I

. "You haven't been back in the country for a sin

xplain. "He refuses to let anyone attend to him excep

you, girl," Dais

emiah. He has fallen into a light sleep,

es soft and serious. "H

e. "Some days are better than others. He gets tired so e

y. She skillfully navigates through the heavy t

N

s and pieces about you a

I blink, cau

Daisy says simply. "I don't know

," I reply h

ut saying he was into me? That is just Daisy b

ious. "I don't know if it is the power or the business, but he i

If you come with me, he wil

ou are

er has. I always treated him

do not want to make this more c

ine. I will take Remy home with me. You go do what you

k at him. He is still sleeping peaceful

ooked on his head. I reach back

king his large

say soft

re going home to your godmother Daisy's house,

ful blue eyes still watery

your cool god

s automatically. Then he smil

loudly from t

m, my heart aching. "I will be

ace for us here. But we will be st

e straight to

ough the bustling streets, my

rd clock re

in front of the gigantic building. She gives me one last reas

hat once marked the dar

would never return not to

. I would walk s

is nothing co