Sold To A Billionaire

Acting Cupid

“MAN! What’s wrong with you? Why did you kill them? Are you insane?” The man smiled. “They deserved it. It was just a simple task, but they failed to do it. And that woman, I gave her a chance before to get closer to Helios, what did she do? She gave up! A coward! The same goes with that asshole! Useless creatures. And that Amanda, she’s really pissing me off!” “What’s really your plan? And what did Helios do to you… that you’re acting this way?” The man looked at him sharply. He stood up and recklessly cocked the gun and aimed it in front. “Why are you asking so many questions? Huh?” the man shouted. The guy raises his two hands. “Chill, I’m on your side.” The man who was holding the gun laughed and touched the head of the gun to his face. He kissed it. ‘Crazy,’ the man thought as he saw how he kissed the tip of his gun. “Get out of here. I might lose my temper and kill you,” the man said, and he followed. “I’ll repeat. I’m on your side. Whatever your problem with Helios—Whatever your plan with him, do ii before Helios makes the first move.” He tapped the man on the shoulder and walked away from the room. … “SWEETIE, Helios will be with you for a few days.” Zoe stopped what she was doing. “Pardon?” she asked crookedly. “Where are you going? And why do we even need Helios to be here? We have a lot of bodyguards, mom.” They are currently eating dinner, and she’s feeding her daughter. Why does Helios have to stay with them for a while? Luckily, Amanda and her son were not there. And when Amanda hears about it, she might get jealous. She couldn’t understand Amanda’s behavior. Sometimes, she’s silent, and sometimes she’s mad at something. There seems to be a problem with her brain. But she was surprised before dinner that she brought her son inside the theater room and said that they needed to spend some quality time. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“I’ll go back with your Aunt Millie in California,” her mother looked to her dad, “we’re attending a business summit.” “Helios knew about it, and he asked me if he could stay here for the meantime,” said Millie. “But Aunt, there’s no need with that. Besides, he can come here anytime. But he’s not allowed to stay here. Think of me,” she complained. Don’t you care about my feelings, she wants to add. Her mother laughed. “Gosh, sweetie, you’re not a teen anymore. Don’t tell me you’re being aloof with the father of your child. And we’re more at ease if Helios will be here. Just be thankful that we’re not sending you to his place.” “Why are we going there, mom?” “You need to get married first before we will send you there.” “What? So, how about him? He can come here whenever he wants, even if we’re not married yet. Is that so, mom?” she asked sarcastically. “Don’t be sarcastic, sweetie. If you’re going to ask us… you would have been married to Helios. But you’re so picky, eh,” said her mom, and the old woman laughed. Zoe handed the spoon first to Elena and let the nanny feed her daughter. She then turned to her parents. “How many days do you plan to spend in Cali?” “You’re willing that Helios will stay here? Her mother asked, which made her brows arch. Hmm… she smells something. “Wait—you mean Helios doesn’t know about your scheme, mommy?” The old lady seemed surprised by her action. And she was sure that her mother was acting cupid again. “Of… Of course, he knows about it. That’s why I’m telling you about it. Anyway, we’re staying there for two to three weeks,” her mother replied. Three weeks? “Of course, we need to settle things there. Spend some quality time together. Right, Millie?” “Yes,” her aunt replied, who had obviously scripted their performance. Why didn’t just her mother and aunt enter the world of showbiz? They’re good at acting.

But she doesn’t want to pressure her mother and throw tantrums like a kid. Well, honestly, she wants Helios to spend more time with their daughter. “Okay. Fine. And don’t forget about the presents,” she said, totally surrendering. Her mother then let out a smile of success, while her Aunt Millie just nodded.