Bogus Billionaire By Shining Riviera

Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Layla’s voice trailed off, but everyone around knew what she meant. Caroline replied calmly, “How I got the money is none of your business.” She continued, “Besides, according to our agreement, I don’t need to get divorced, and you can’t withdraw the investment either. You’re free to choose whether to stay or leave when Evans Group stabilizes.” “Caroline!” Sarah wailed. “How could you say something like that?” Eddy took a deep breath. He heard the sarcasm in Caroline’s tone. Initially, he’d felt rather guilty toward her, but all of that vanished in an instant when Layla suggested that Caroline had resorted to prostitution. Harrumphing, he said, “Fine. I underestimated you. This time, I’m the one who lost.” With that said, he pushed Layla’s wheelchair and walked away. Hastily, Sarah followed after them. Now that peace and quiet had finally been restored, Caroline turned away from the corridor and back into her house. She accidentally stepped on Kirk’s shoes. A soft smile hung on her lips when she glanced down to see them and bent over to pick them up. After placing them on the shoe rack, she went into the kitchen, put on her apron, and started to prepare breakfast. On the other hand, Eddy had yet to start the car, even though it had already been quite some time

since they’d gotten into it. Puzzled, Layla asked, “Eddy … are you blaming me?” Her voice was so soft that it was barely a whisper. When Eddy didn’t respond, Layla raised her head to look at him, only to see him staring at the steering wheel as if in a daze. It made Layla fret, and she hastily poked his arm for a response. Eddy, are you okay?” Only then did he snap out of it and mumble, “It’s nothing …” In spite of his words, the image of that pair of men’s shoes popped into his mind. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Swiftly, he opened the door and climbed out of the car. “I’ll call the chauffeur to drive you. You should go back first.” His words and actions made Layla jump up in her seat. Alarmed, she got out of the car too, but then something crossed her mind, and she sat back down. Her hands tightly gripped the fabric of her pants. She seethed in anger as she watched Eddy head for Caroline’s apartment block once again. 1/2 Last night, when Eddy had confronted Layla about what she’d said to Kent, she’d already started to notice that there was something different about him. She could sense that he treated Caroline differently than before. The thought of it made Layla clench her fists, making her fingernails dig into her palms. She swore to herself that she would never let Caroline take Eddy away from her! Meanwhile, the heavenly smell of food wafting from the kitchen woke Kirk up. “You’re awake.” Caroline stole a glance at Kirk. He had sleep dust in his eyes, and his hair was tousled from just waking up from bed. Hastily, she tore her eyes away from him and lowered her head as a blush crept up her cheeks. Kirk had a hand resting against his temple. His mind was blank now, and he asked, “Why am I here?” Caroline finally raised her eyes to look at him. “You’ve … forgotten about it?” Kirk then moved his hand and placed it on his forehead. “I can’t remember anything.” Instantly, Caroline’s tensed body relaxed. She went to pull a chair out for him and said, “Don’t think about it anymore then. I made some soup. Come, sit down, and give it a try.” Kirk obediently sat down on the chair and turned to look at Caroline. “Are you glad that I can’t remember what happened?” His question hit the bullseye, and Caroline immediately avoided his gaze. “N-no…” “What did I do last night?” Kirk grabbed her by the wrist. His hand felt warm against her skin, reminding her of last night, and she felt the tips of her ears burn.

“N-nothing …” Her voice was barely a whisper. Kirk narrowed his eyes at her. Just as he was about to continue questioning her, they heard the doorbell ring. Immensely relieved, Caroline struggled free from Kirk’s grasp and ran over to the door. “Someone’s here. I’ll get the door.”