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A Billionaire After Divorce YOU ARE ALIVE!
In an all-furnished office, Natasha sits at her desk, her fingers tapping restlessly on the desk, and her brows creased in worry. All day, she has not been able to do anything.Her mind has relentlessly been on Jordan who left since 8 a.m. It is almost noon, and he still has not returned yet. She knows he told her to call the cops if he doesn't come back by noon, but she doesn't think she can wait any longer. What kind of debt is he getting that it is taking him forever? Could something have happened to him? No, she can't sit here any longer.She slams her laptop shut, stands up and briskly walks out of her office, heading towards Benjamin's. In a matter of a few minutes, she arrives in front of his office, and without bothering to knock, pushes open the door and waltzes in.Benjamin's brows crease into a frown at the unsolicited invasion and he lifts his gaze about to snap at whoever it is, but his words die in his mouth at the sight of who it is.Natasha stands in front of him, her
A Billionaire After Divorce JORDAN, WAIT!
"H-huh?" Natasha stammers, her brows furrowing in confusion. "What's wrong? Why wouldn't you hug me?"For hours, she had been worried sick, even breaking down in tears over the thought that he was dead, only for him to suddenly come back, safe and sound, and she had been so overjoyed to see him that she'd wanted to give him a hug. But instead of opening his arms to her, he'd backed away, looking at her with nothing but disgust in his eyes. She doesn't understand why he would do that to her. It is heartbreaking, to say the least."W... why wouldn't you hug me?" Not being able to keep her raging emotions in check, she repeats, her voice somber. She looks at him with such intensity that it is as if she can see right through him, into the very depths of his soul. "Why would you turn away from me like that?""Why wouldn't I after what I just saw you doing?" Jordan blurts, his disgust clear in his tone. "I know it's none of my business, but there are plenty of guys out there..."If you need
A Billionaire After Divorce FOR ALL I CARE!
Sitting behind his desk and relentlessly tapping his foot on the floor, Benjamin appears to be lost in thought. He can't seem to wrap his head around how a mere pauper like Jordan could be able to successfully get the money when more than twenty people supposedly better than him in every way had tried and failed and even lost their lives in the process.When he sent Jordan on that task, he had been confident that he would die in the hands of Black Dragon like the others did, but not only did the lad come back alive, he also completed the task.He was never bluffing when he said he was going to come back with the money. How surreal that is.He should be happy that at least the debt has been finally cleared after ages, but he is not in the least, instead, he is boiling in rage. Jordan was supposed to die!The punk is a pain in his ass!A few minutes ago, he was having the best time of his life with Natasha but Jordan had to arrive at that moment and ruin the beautiful moment! It is cle
A Billionaire After Divorce HER FORMER CLASSMATES
"Jordan, you are finally here!" As Jordan drops down in front of Gourmet Garden, a five-star restaurant and one of the very best in the county, he is met with Daisy, who appears to have been waiting for him. "For a moment back there, I thought you wouldn't be coming," she batters her lashes at him.Jordan chuckles and playfully pokes her cheek. "I told you I would come, didn't I? Anyway, I thought you said we are only having a meal with your former classmates, why then are you dressed like you are meeting with a governor?" He teases."You are so annoying," Daisy shoots him a glare and chuckles. "I didn't mean to dress this high-end though, but my classmates can be... yunno," she trails off, not bothering to finish the statement. "C'mon, let's head inside. My classmates are waiting." Without waiting for his response, she loops her arm through his and they glide towards the entrance in perfect tandem, like two swans gliding across a lake."Look at that beautiful damsel, buds! Gosh, My
A Billionaire After Divorce DARLING, LET'S GO
"What does my expression and shaking of the head have to do with you?" Jordan asks impassively. "Besides, I agreed with Daisy that you guys are quite impressive, do I have to kiss your feet to show it?""Are you so big to?" She snaps arrogantly. "Look at me, I'm Olivia de la Croix, a goddess everyone looks up to! Do you know how many outstanding men line up to impress me every day? Do you know how many of them wish to kiss my feet? You should feel proud and grateful if you get to do that!"Not only is Olivia an international model, but she also hails from a wealthy family, although not one of the top 5 families, so everywhere she goes everyone falls to her feet in respect and no one dares go against her will, to top it with her beauty, which only pales when compared with Daisy's, she is indeed like a goddess, an all guys girl."Olivia has a lot of fanboys! Men practically kiss the floor she matches on! You should be proud if you get to kiss her golden feet!" With a condescending look,
A Billionaire After Divorce THE PRESIDENTIAL PRIVATE ROOM
"Wait, Daisy, don't leave!" Seeing that Daisy is serious about leaving, Olivia dashes after her, pleading. "I'm sorry! I promise, I won't cause any more trouble. Please stay! Please!" She tugs on her arm.Olivia had initiated this meal with Daisy in particular not out of nostalgia because she's been dying to flex on Daisy how great and intriguing her life is and show off all the big names she's rubbed shoulders with over the years. It doesn't matter to her how fleeting those encounters were. And now she's got juicy dirt on Daisy too - her loser of a boyfriend, there's no way she's letting this opportunity slip through her fingers. She's got Daisy right where she wants her! She can't just wait to taunt her all afternoon and have her have a taste of what it feels like to have everything good to one's self.However, what she doesn't know is that she would never be getting the opportunity to do all that as Daisy has already made up her mind to leave. With a look of steel in her eyes, Dais
A Billionaire After Divorce AS YOU WISH, MR. CALLAHAN
"What?! By who?!" Daisy is literally screaming at the top of her lungs, almost as if she is losing her mind. Indeed, her family is the top 5 family in the county but dining in the Presidential Private room is something she can't do. Not even her grandpa can. It's not like they can't afford it, but they will literally have to sell half of their assets to do so.The cost of dining in the Presidential Private room is so drastically expensive that the private room is only for billionaires, who have no better use for their money. People like her can only dine in the Executive Private room. Two levels below the Presidential Private room."Miss, who paid for everything?" Barely able to contain herself, Daisy asks yet again."Rather than asking me, why don't you ask the young man beside you?" Just as the elevator dings and the door opens, the waitress remarks and steps out.In an elevator below the first floor, Olivia and the rest seem to be in the middle of a conversation;"Are you certai
A Billionaire After Divorce ALRIGHT, SHUT UP!
"What a bitch!" As they step back into the elevator as requested by the waitress, Olivia curses, kicking the innocent air. "Just because she is able to dine in the Presidential Private room, she is feeling all high and mighty! How infuriating!""Calm down, Olivia, I doubt they are dining there. Did any of you see that wastrel pay for the room?" Spencer suddenly asks a shocking question."No, why?" The others respond unanimously, staring skeptically at him."One of the rules of Gourmet Garden is payment before dining. That is, when someone arrives here, he selects a room and whatever he would eat and drink, then pays before a waiter or waitress leads him to the room he selected, and his selected dishes and drinks are served. You guys haven't forgotten we did the same thing when we arrived, have you?""Just go on, Spencer," Olivia urges impatiently, repeatedly tapping her foot on the floor."Well, that wastrel never did any of those and the waitress suddenly started leading them away. I
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