Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

"Money and power are one thing, but they're not you, Mr Martinez. If I have you, I have everything."

"What are you offering then? Your body, that paper, or the deal with my Grandma?"

"You sound like you won't give me a chance no matter what I do." Fleur clapped back.

Olivier lit a cigarette. The flame of the lighter shielded any emotion that may have appeared in his eyes.

He took a swig and exhaled clouds of blue-ish white smoke.

"You've been a pain in my side the entire day. I really screwed myself over by letting you state whatever condition you like, huh?"

Fleur had played coy to get the two million this morning, then later tried to sleep with him, and now she had managed to get Virginie to leave, all in one day.

Odette wanted to know what Olivier meant by Fleur's conditions, but Fleur's voice interrupted her from asking.

"First she refused your marriage proposal, then called you the day after to see if you were still upset at her." In the hospital elevator today Olivier had responded to Virginie that he did not have the energy to be upset with her everyday. Even an idiot would know what Virginie was doing when she asked Olivier that.

whining about her ex when you do. When she sees me talking to you, she tries to appease you and play coy." Fleur's voice was tinged with mockery. "Did you look for that kind of

have never dared speak to Olivier like this even though they had known one another for more than

Fleur was

"What kind of idiot looks for such a way to suffer? How can all

was fading, replaced with an interest in just how Olivier would

face was completely

wave of his hand. The club manager who had been waiting by the

at Odette with a

"Uh..."

club manager, not someone who could move, let alone touch, someone

it?" Olivier

her tongue, resigned. "Fine, I'll leave you two alone. Just remember before you do anything to

With that, Odette left.

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