The Billionaire's Facade

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rms with this yet? When will you quit this game of charades

How many times would I tell this

. This whole meeting or whatever this even is doesn't even make sens

swallow me already? That would

father will leave the business in your hands." My mother, Bella, said with

glanced over at my father, Tom, who sat right across me, "Besides, Ashton isn't

s been set in stone. it's generational, and obviously, it's a norm

ave anything else to say. If they weren't rea

you want to say, Stephen, just shut it. You're the financial advisor, and nothing b

to hear it." He murmured, gathering

es and took hold of their hands, looking at

s, darling." My mother

d folder, sliding the documents out. My eyes widened, and I s

" I looked up, refusing to believe m

a small smile on his lips, "Y

n, my eyes going over one parti

llion dollars, and it is he

a smile spread on my lips, "Oh

ess nights and dedication didn't go to waste. This was

you truly are?" Mother asked, with a glint of hope i

worth it to? Excitement coursed through my veins, and without thinkin

ing her hands excitedly, "Oh, finally darling. I'm so

as I gave my tummy a small pat. "I was thinking o

e happiness in his voice, and he gave me a thumbs

ess down, "I'll be taking my leave now. I have exciting news to deliver!" I s

efore stepping out of the glass building and tak

r deal, I would have laughed it off and dismissed the top

t up and reversing into the car elevator that would take me to gr

ce I delivered the good news. He would probably think it was a prank at first, and since he

I pulled into my house's garage. I stepped out, bou

but notice that it was eerily silent---

nced into the house. "Ashton, I'm home!" I called out, giddy wi

rk. I knocked on his office door before pushing the door open, but he was nowhere to be found. "Damn it, whe

ut of nowhere. "Oh, Jesus Christ." I placed my hand on my chest, trying to calm

airs," She responded timidly, averting my gaze.

p again." I commanded, continuing up the stairs, but Matilda stood in front of me, blocking my pat

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udden distraction that Matilda was serving as. "Miss, I don't

inutes, now let me go, Matilda." I ro

and foreign noises. Nothing new, since we were in f

y, feminine voice come

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love how good

be shocked with the sight of my husband,