The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Evelyn's POV

I walk elegantly into the company, wearing one of the dresses Pamela got for me during the shopping she did with my daughter, Anna the other day.

I have been home since that day trying to figure out how to meet with the so-called youngest billionaire and womanizer. I have been thinking of what to say to him and how to convince him to do my bidding.

I see no reason why I should allow my daughter to go on with the abortion, I only suggested it in the first place because I was having a feeling that I will lose my job soon. I didn't want Anna to give birth to a baby despite our poverty-stricken situation.

My boss was requesting an affair and I rejected the offer, he began to mistreat me at work and that led to me losing my job.

People say I am proud, yes I am, even though I don't have money. I know what is right from what is wrong and I don't take shits.

Getting to know that the man Anna had sex with is a young handsome guy and a billionaire, I feel relieved and I want to use this to our advantage.

I want to use this opportunity to change my life and that of my daughter. I don't take free things but in this situation, I know whatever I take from this so-called man isn't free since my daughter is going to give him his first child. His heir.

I called Pamela back that night to ask for the company's address and other pieces of information I would be needing.

After she had given me the information, she asked me if I had considered the job offer. I had forgotten about the job offer because my mind was filled with the thoughts of the billionaire and how we will begin to live our lives when my plan eventually works.

I told Pamela I was in, without giving it much thought. That is because I didn't want to lose two things at a time. Pamela's father is also a billionaire and I know he will pay me twice my former salary.

If this plan doesn't work, I will fall back on the job offer, I say to myself inwardly.

Anna didn't want me to come when I told her I would. She is strongly against the idea, even though I did not tell her what I intend to do.

I want everything to work out well before telling her about it. She feels he would reject her, I feel the same way too but I know a little word of threat from me will make him succumb to my wish. I am a smart woman and I have my ways of doing things. I smile to myself again.

I walk to the receptionist with a smile on my face. The receptionist returns the smile.

"Good morning, ma'am", she greets me. "How can I help you?"

nude Capri dress that has a deep V-neck on an

morning", I reply gently. "I am here to see Mr Alvarez", I mutter with confidence. I sound like all these wealthy women we see on TVs and that is the exact

here for an appointment?" She

am not expecting

be questioned by the receptionist for an appointment, I would have figured out a way to get myself in. I feel embarrassed that she is asking

I know she won't allow me in and I have just wasted my time

He is a fucking billionaire", my

I curse out

home without making good use of this dress",

The receptionist taps, pulling me out of my

him to give me the exact time to be here", I say out loud the

at

don't", I respond with all

can't see the boss",

I am upset.

will I do

woman", I

"I know ma'am but......"

see him. "Even if it means letting your boss loss a huge sum of money just because of some

ma'am", she looks

her a stern glare. "Are you going to do something about

picking up the telephone on her desk to call someone. I am sure

she greets. I grin in

is here to see you", the receptionist glances up

cold glare. I liked her instantly for

her ears. I am not expecting her to ask for my name. I don't know what