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ThE Billionaire's Revenge

Chapter 3 You're late, Ms. Dick

Word Count: 1097    |    Released on: 05/04/2025

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another

ones?" My mom almost s

agged as I massaged my

is her way of showing concern. When I got pregnant

without any reason? At 22 years of age, why do I want to beco

end of the day, I'd regret keeping the child of a man who was so

ad cast me aside because they couldn't continue taking care of a s

even for once. Because I had given birth to a g

uldn't jumble up being pregnant, working part-time, and in college. Even if it was all about money than it been hectic. And Mimi

could still go on with life to achieve my drea

ad to take the brunt. The moment I knew I wanted to keep her,

a company now...as a Secretary," I a

ched on her face. "Are you sure this company isn'

omeone who'd done a six-month online c

ce competition at her school. She'd dressed like her favorite celebrity dancer, and have her dark black hair in a pony

ile so I could ignore the sting

s, but I could really do better without them disc

one urgently." I withheld the rest of the information. She needs not know where I work or wh

gnored the fact that she wouldn't call my Mimi by her name. At least, she's made an

friend Julie since her plac

next word, but I got a tin

nchalant attitude bother me so much, and today is one of th

ould ruin my mood...not even the fact that my bo

minutes, I'd skittered out of my single-room apartment, taken the morn

gantically amid the city, dazzling in the morning s

face, and my heart

online, I can be as diligent, dedicated, and hardworking as those who'd graduated from those pre

ding, I made my way in to take

corporate wear, and their necks adorned with AFH's ID card. After all, it's only 7;30am. But today being my fir

shake, and my heart thrummed in my chest... definitely not because I was ner

not the

of his office door. He was dressed in a white shirt, tu

is arms over his chest, nor pay attention to the way his brown eyes steeled over m

red my throat. "Good m

is watch before he locked gaze with me again. His nose s

late, M

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