The Billionaire’s Mistaken Prostitute Grief

Amelia’s Point Of View.

“Is it really hard to be a single mom? And you’re going to depend on your dad for your house and car?”

I took a deep breath before speaking, this old woman will never change.

“For your information, I did not tell dad to buy me and my children a house and a car. Stop spreading false information,” I said seriously but sounded annoyed.

After all, if my children and I move to the condo, I will never see this woman’s face. Fortunately, dad bought a condo.

“Because you didn’t have a husband to buy for you then,” Cecelia said sarcastically.

Alas! If you only knew who the father of my children was, you might faint from shock! I wanted to say that in front of her but I stopped myself, I was still very angry with that man.

“Shouldn’t you be happy? Because when we move to the condo, you will become a family here. And I’m happy because I will never see your face again,” I said annoyed causing her to laugh.

“Yeah! I’m really happy! Because you’re leaving with your devouring children!” she shouted angrily and I burst into anger so I quickly came to her and slapped her hard.

“Don’t you dare call my twins like that!” I shouted angrily as my eyes glared at her. “What did you think of me?! That I was weak like before and would let you talk to me like this?! I’m a new person, Cecelia! I hope you are too!” I added.

She held her cheek and looked at me angrily.

“Don’t ever mention my children, Cecelia! Because I’m going to show you my true nature, turn me into a bitch, call me whatever you want to call me!” I said, breathing fast because of the anger I felt. “But when you do that to my children? You’ll feel my palm on your cheek again.”

“I’ll make sure your dad will know what you did to me!” she shouted angrily while still holding her hand on her cheek.

I grinned. “Sure, tell him. I’m not fvcking scared,” I said. “That’s how you are, isn’t it? Playing she’s the victim in everything? That’s what you’re good at.”

I turned my back on her and walked quickly while I calmed myself down. She should be the one to leave! She will take her devouring daughter with her! They are the bitches here in the mansion since then!

I was fed up with both of them, so when I was abroad I felt a different satisfaction because when I was here my life was hell every day.

My morning is already ruined. It’s so annoying.

Chase’s Point Of View.

My grip on the steering wheel was tight as I drove, I was going to meet Ryan today at a high end bar that the two of us always go to.

He will give me the information of Amelia Raine Salvador. I don’t know why we still need to see each other when he can tell it to me on the phone.

Damn that prostitute, I will know who she really is and why she behaved like that. She’s just a woman who uses her body to make money, but why is she acting so opposite?

I don’t know how she lived with Caleb and Aria, maybe she’s selling her body abroad? Or did she save up so she went abroad? Caleb and Aria seem to be in good shape, they seem to be taking good care of them.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Well, actually if you look at Amelia, you can’t tell if she is a prostitute or not, she has long hair, good posture, beautiful face, strange guts. She’s indeed beautiful, I won’t hide that but she’s not my type. The only beautiful woman in my eyes is the first woman I loved and no one else.

Ever since she disappeared, all women have been my toys, and even Amelia is no exception.

When I got to the high end bar, I quickly went straight to the vip room because I knew Ryan was there. I passed the dance floor and many girls immediately pulled me.

“Long time no see, Chase! Are you here now?” said a woman whose name I can’t remember, her face was full of lipstick and there was barely any cloth on her body.

“I’m busy,” I answered and removed her hand from my arm.

Damn these hoes.

When I got to Ryan, he immediately smiled at me which irritated me.

“You have so many women, Santiago,” he laughed and raised his leg on the table.

I got up and sat on the other sofa before looking at him seriously. “Where is what I asked for?” I asked and he quickly placed a brown envelope on the table.

“All the information about Amelia Raine Salvador is there,” Ryan said and I raised my eyebrows.

Ryan never disappoints me with how fast he works.