The Billionaire’s Mistaken Prostitute Grief

Amelia’s Point Of View.

I finished dressing Caleb and Aria and now I’m fixing myself, I’ve been looking at myself in the mirror and I feel like there’s still something missing in my appearance.

“It took you a long time to fix,” I heard Sandy say.

I looked at her. “Do I look okay?” I asked her, my chest hair was loose and I also put on light make up.

Sandy smiled at me. “Even if you don’t have make up on, you’re beautiful, and why do you seem so conscious of your face right now?” she teased me.

I blinked and lowered the comb I was holding before answering her. “It’s not for that guy, I just want to look good in front of his parents,” I said. “Maybe the way I was introduced before was that I was a prostitute,” I added annoyed.

I heard Sandy laugh. “I can’t believe he mistook you for a prostitute,” she said with a laugh.

I just didn’t answer and continued to fix myself. When 4:30 in the afternoon came we quickly left.

“Are you sure you don’t want to take me with you? They might ask who your nanny is!” Sandy said while looking at us as we were about to leave.

I made her suffer. “Just watch over my house!” I said to her and then entered my car.

“I’m so excited, mom!” I heard Aria say while I was driving, I smiled.

“What if they don’t like us?” I was surprised by Caleb’s question, causing my smile to disappear. But later I just smiled.

I don’t care if they don’t like us, their opinion doesn’t matter to me. But I’m sure they’ll like my kids, I’m just not sure about me.

“I’m sure they’ll like you, Caleb,” I promised him with a smile.

“Yes, mom! We’re so kind and great!” Aria shouted as I just laughed and focused on driving, it’s a good thing we left early because I knew the subdivision we were going to was far away.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Are they really that rich? To live in a subdivision that is among the top 10 biggest subdivisions in the world? And it looks like they still own that subdivision.

They are very rich then, but no matter how rich a person is, not everything they can buy with their money.

Chase’s Point Of View.

“Bro, why do you seem nervous?” I heard Ryan speak, I’m still here in my condo and fixing myself.

I looked at him badly because of what he said. I lifted my necktie and showed it to him. “Do you want to die?” I said seriously and he just laughed out loud.

“Why are you restless?” he added.

I sighed because he didn’t seem to have any intention to stop talking, I didn’t know what he was doing here in the first place.

I know he is busy with his work, but he is good at time management.

“What if they didn’t show up? What will I tell mom and dad?” I ask seriously. “Mom called me earlier, she said that the whole mansion has been prepared. I know mom is a professional, so I don’t know what to say if they don’t come. Mom’s effort will be wasted and I don’t want that to happen.”

Ryan leaned his back on the seat before speaking. “You should chat her, man. Ask if they’re on the way or what,” he said.

I frowned at what I heard. “Is that really your advice or are you fooling me again?” I asked him seriously and he laughed out loud because of what I said.

“Hey, I’m not stupid. Nothing good comes out of my mouth,” said Ryan annoyed.

I hesitated for a while before picking up my cell phone, I also thought about chatting with her but every time I saw her replied “Okay.” I’m getting annoyed.

When I told Ryan that and he just laughed at me and said maybe I’m not Amelia’s type.

And I was even more annoyed because of that. Maybe because it offended my ego.

Amelia:

me : Are you still going?

I was about to hang up the phone but I quickly received a reply.

Amelia:

her: Otw.

“Wow?!” Ryan shouted and I just realized that he had been peeking at my cellphone.

I looked at him evilly while he just laughed at me.

“Bro! There is really something about that girl! Maybe you’re just not her type!” he laughed and shouted and I just frowned.