Entangled With The Vicious Billionaire

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other's troubles, I walked into the living room to see her seated on a cushion, a small prin

?" She asked, a brow

ied, trying the best I

ed my gaze back to her and finally back to the paper again before crouching down to pick

countant. Studied at Harvard

aurant, Thursday ni

read the details of the paper and I li

his suppos

tible." She explained to me in a carefree tone as if there was noth

y at the idea of my mother and my matchmaker aunt

serious as ever and I had no doubts that she had truly

into something I didn't want to do. I would not let anyone force me into something

us a partner, you should look up dating sites and get one for yourself." I threw the pap

letter from the magazine company yo

now written on my face. Somehow, my heart sank at the reminder of my f

lking about?" I

of paper from the empty cushion again before wal

all these while about having a successful writing career while in the real world, you are nothing but a garb

how a mother would be so harsh and radical to use cold words like these on her own child, how could sh

ced a dry nervous lump down my throat. "

laugh followed. She reached for my hair and patted it gen

find out about that from you. I wil

hide it from her. One thing about my mother was that if she ever caught a

high time you stopped living a fake life and cam

evate myself amongst them too, I had to come up with a lie about a successful career. They hadn't been more pleased to show me off as their successful wr

well that my mother had a real motive behind wa

maintained her cold smile, her han

fly and sucked in a

your aunt has arranged for