Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

"Virginie did that foolish act on purpose. I was toying with Olivier at the time so she deliberately wanted me to think she could do whatever she wanted with Olivier's tokens of affection to her, that she was favoured by him. Even if she stopped appreciating those gifts and tossed it to a servant, Olivier would never be upset at her for it. That I am nothing compared to her.

If it was up to me, I would snap the bracelet and make her eat it down, then mess her up. But Olivier is different. I asked him what he thought afterwards and he replied that Virginie could do whatever she wanted with the bangle since it was gifted to her. He also said so long as she was happy it was fine."

Fleur clenched her fingers, eyes looking far away.

"Olivier is quite infatuated with her. Virginie really is a despicable person, always looking for his pampering yet still in love with Samuel Muller."

Honestly, this was all the confidence Virginie had.

Her sense of security in this big world never came from any respect or harmonising with others. It was all because she was spoiled.

Virginie was so unruly because she knew Olivier loved only her.

"People are greedy in nature," Fleur sighed.

"Isn't that right? That's why I supported you in killing off Virginie and snatching Olivier from her."

Fleur's eyes were misty as she said, "...Do you think I should make a gamble then?"

"Gamble on what?"

"That in four days Olivier will fall in love with me and be rid of Virginie." Let him test her, Fleur did not care.

"..." Odette exhaled, saying admirably, "You're the only one brave enough to and can last these four days. I admire you."

The task seemed impossible. Four days was not a lot of time.

Fleur would gamble then, since she liked to see how these unexpected outcomes affected those around her.

Moreover, this was not only a bet between Olivier and herself, it was also a contest between Virginie and her.

"Make some lunch, I'm hungry."

Odette inhaled sharply. "You want me to cook?"

"Yes. I don't know how to."

"Fleur Leroy, look at who you're speaking to. Me, Odette Durand, cook for you? Hey, don't grab me, let go..."

Five minutes later, two women were in the kitchen.

...

salt or

know? Taste

the mind? Go back to your house if you

you is much more fun, I get to learn how to seduce men too. Hurry up and get

Odette cursed: "F*ck!"

always bossing

......

and had kicked her

now an abnormal redness around the bandage.

concerned though,

to leave either, sending a text to Olivier,

her time wisely.

half

casually leaned into her seat, but her expression swiftly changed the next

"It's me."

Virginie.

with Olivier's phone. Fleur looked at her finger against the sunlight,

are...impressive." Olivier was actually more impressive, being able

with me. Olivier postponed all his plans this afternoon. Miss Leroy, you framed both of us last night. Do you think I'll just let it go

to me. Do as you please. If you want to vent and cry to Olivier and actually succeed in it that's kudos to you. But please, have a bottom line. Olivier likes you and always

know that he likes me. Then what me and him does no longer

...

The call ended.

woman was truly...the eldest brat

much she

......

man's phone down when Olivier's secretary Yves came

...

saw what Virginie did. Mr. Martinez never liked his phone to be used by

didn't say anything. The president favoured her, and Yves was just an assistant, so he dared not object. He

Did you put sugar

bitterness, so I've already done so." Mr. Martinez had also instructed him of this a

said, "Thank you." It was sweet with only a hint of bitterness that neutralised the sugar.

opened as Olivier came in with some documents. He hesitated for a moment when he saw Virginie but went to

signaled