Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

Raoul felt embarrassed upon seeing Fleur and Miss Lopez meeting one another. He knew the messy relationship they were involved in with Mr. Martinez.

"Miss Leroy," He still greeted politely.

Fleur said, "Go back to the car first."

Raoul obediently got in the car.

Wearing a long black dress with a dark green windbreaker by her shoulders and stilettos on her feet, Fleur looked the epitome of mature charm. The sunglasses she wore accentuated the curve of her smile too.

"Miss Lopez," she greeted first.

Compared to Fleur, Virginie was dressed much more reservedly. If Fleur was a red rose of passion, Virginie would be an elegant wood chrysanthemum, decked with different qualities of beauty.

A woman who once was on par with Odette Durand, who rejected even Olivier, naturally had her own charisma.

"Fleur Leroy? I've heard Raoul mention you. Your name is beautiful, but you yourself is even more so," Virginie said gently.

throw praises at one another, then we can end things right now and just leave." Just as Fleur finished, Thierry drove the car over to

thought. There was a popular saying, that two women did not need weapons to compete with one

into her pocket so the clench of

"I'm his girlfriend."

denied it

it's impossible because he proposed to you yet you

Virginie's lips trembled.

that you don't believe me. You

"Is that so?"

shrouding her. "I am officially pursuing Olivier, so please don't call him after you get wasted, and don't go dashing into his arms like

there's no actual relationship between the both of you, why should I care whether you're

you're saying you'll

even in a relationship yet. Olivier has many admirers you know." And he doesn't need

teeth showing. Her expression had charming exquisiteness

many admirers. But I am Fleur Leroy, how

showed panicked