The Devilish Billionaire's Bride

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l feeling kinda sleepy and tired, I turned on some music, and went through my morning playlist while humming a song. As a small cafe owner and chef, I tried to spice up my appearance in a pink maxi dress and a bandanna. Despite my best effort to look happy

I said out loud in ann

ke my eyes off of my laptop screen. When I finally did, I came to the conclusion that he was everything a girl's parents dread about. The pictures I found on the internet are from several parties where he is posing with a different girl every time. No parent in their right mind would want their daughter to be even friends with him, let alone dating. And here my parents are goin

e call, I was going to say something silly but my lips sealed as I saw the caller ID. I couldn't really believe my eyes, I thought it was a mistake from her

dy dreading whatever

y mother's nasal voice has a comfortable calm today. Something really fishy is going to happen I could already fe

e also motioning Allison to go ahead so as to be able to talk to her in private, however knowin

e her best intimidating glare. When I did not answer, my mother continued. "...I was hoping we could meet. Will this evening be good for you? We can go to di

oulder sagged dramatically, she then gave me a sad smile, knowing f

before Allison finally kicked me out to go meet my mother. But leaving me alone with my tho

be.? I mutte

in six months suddenly wants to see. The last I've met her was around

attan. My mother arrived quite late, just when I was relieved that she was

ere. I scream "f

oots I own. Mother hates my maxi dresses more than she hates me. My lips twitched in a smile at her approach. I am still

an Kingston in the fakest voice possible without taking a breath. It is like a rhetorical question for us. She doesn't

leave for dinner. Allison w

tress here, the girl from the other side of the tracks. I mouth 'I'm sorry' to her. And my darling

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tarting price here is where mine ends. After giving our ord

e place in the next two weeks. I thought I should give you a hea

in my head. "A heads up...??? Mother

y noticed us. And my body shook with fury, I hadn't raised my voice and even if

me up with a stranger and show up to give me a heads up, I will n

without interrupting, will you..." I nod stiffly, swallowing the saliva r

..? My lips par

ing over to place her hand on mine. To an onlooker, it might seem like a support

d to merge our companies and, apparently, our families too. We initially wanted Maeve to marry Bryce, b

. Tears threatened to surface but I tired my utmost best to hold them down. She has never shown

hissed at me, tighteni

ng me mother"

r yours as well. We've convinced your café's partner to sell his share, but he's asking for a huge sum of money. If you say yes, we'll

What she's saying is right but cruel. My family is dangling the thing I want most in front of me – sole ownership of my café. If I agr

distancing itself from me. She looked a little thoughtful for a moment before she nodded her head as if coming to a decision. "Don't worry about that. Bryce will come to meet you tomorrow. And one more thing, this shall not be discussed any further. The wedding will take place in two weeks an

tly, taking my purse to leave

meet you at your café tomorrow. Make sure you clear all your doubts

I said withou

iver had the heart to call a cab for me so I didn't have to wait for long. When I reached back to the cafe It was alr