Trapped by the Cold Billionaire

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to every possible fashion retail store,

hed into the bathroom to change. Living with Catherine and Peter wa

cent all the time, and I couldn't change as I pleased. I always

ate

ll to contain anything I owned, which wasn't much. Sometimes, I thought about settling for one of those small apartments as long as I had so

If I wasn't so broke, I would have been staying at a motel, but as cheap as it was, I coul

s taking me to the most luxurious places. Aside from that, I contributed to things in the house.

r and Catherine were already at wo

y, I stepped out of the bathroom and took the th

down a bit as the crowd was much. I managed to push th

d, knowing it was going to be quite a distance. My bad luck was that only private cars could enter. Shou

d the time to see that I only had five more

ctly behind me. I turned around so I could see exactly where it was,

ad just happened, but as the motorcycle zoomed away wi

ran after the vehicle. "

street, and we were all far apart from each other. Aside from th

idn't stop me from running faster. However, that only resulted in my fallin

beginning to look at me. I despised them. They didn't give me their face when

, but I managed, anyway. My white shirt was dirty from the fall, and I had a

ite a distance into the street, whi

on my phone to call a cab. My bag had been stol

y, my eyes were immediately d

y entered the app. Just like in the movies, it was at the

hone since it was dead. I was officially stranded. I had the strongest urge to throw my phone against the wall, but I wo

n't be ordinary. So many bad things couldn't happen to one person in two weeks. I refused to believe

where to sit for a while befor

ger with me, but it was in the bag that had just been stolen. It seemed like everyth

hen a black car stopped in front of me. I eyed t

own, and I came face to face

ing here? Was it a coincidence that I

nter, or do you wan

, but I was stranded at the end of the day a

e on my bad knee. His eyes immediately traveled down there, but his expression rem

n beside him in the backseat before signaling to the driver to start

he reminder."

crack on

obably from when I fell. I hadn't noticed it earlier because I was panicking, but it was there. I felt like a

gizing to me for b

looked out the window, not recognizing where we were. "Where are we go

oing something fishy to me, would he? Then again, he could be a serial killer f

king me relax. "You were limping, and you

nt to owe him again, another thing bugged m

y. "Should I turn around and dro

tter for the first time since I