Billionaire’s Ex-wife : Craving You

Chapter 12

HAZEL

For the umpteenth time, David told me that we have to leave for the airport, but here I am, repeating the same instruction for the twentieth time. “Remember to give her the ducky doll and give me a call to wish her good night before putting her to

bed.”

“For Go d’s sake Hazel!” David groaned, his head craned towards the heavens, “You’ve said that a million times!” I rolled my eyes; speak of exaggeration. “I’m sure Daphne gets the memo. Let’s go or we’ll miss our flight.”

“Fine! I’m coming!” Leaning down, I kissed a sleeping Daisy on the forehead before walking out of her room. David who has been waiting in the hallway fell in line behind me. “You’re going to be gone for only twenty-four hours.”

He held the door open for me as I got into the back seat before joining me. “I’m going to be gone for more than twenty-four hours if I get that award.” I glared at Agatha seated in front, “A certain someone agreed to interviews.”

Agatha, my secretary and social manager chuckled. “Interviews are requirements if you get the award.” She picked up her tablet, “I’m sure David agrees with me too.”

“Let’s stop using the word if,” David mumbled as he leaned back and closed his eyes. “She’s going to win the award, I’m sure of it.”

My lips stretched into a smile. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Copying his position, I closed my eyes. “Wake me when we get to the airport.”

“Why don’t you hold that sleep until you get on the plane?” Agatha requested.

I rolled my eyes inwardly. “Whatever.”

some sleep on the plane, because the moment we arrived at the hotel, Agatha told me to grab a shower because the makeup

planned, they opted for smokey eye makeup and a wet hair look, topping it off with a long

room, dressed in a black tux and a red brooch complimenting my dress. His gaze slowly racked my body as he took in my dress, his gaze lingering on the slit and my

red. “Thank you.” Smiling to get rid of the tension, I grabbed my clutch. “You don’t

Shaking his head, David stretched out his hand, offering me his open palm. “Come on,

Accepting his open-palm invitation, I allowed him to lead me out of the hotel

when I stepped out of my car, my hand interlocked with David’s. We posed for the camera, modeling the Versace outfit. I’m certain that some of them can’t wait to get

whispered in my ear that we should get going and just as I was about to walk away from the red carpet, the crowd went crazy. Curious to know the reason for their craziness, I looked at the black sleek Benz

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leaned in. “I bet my a ss it’s Jeremy Beckham.” Jeremy is my competitor in the art curating out to steal your shine, which was why he let you walk in

iness. “He was always

my eyes, I leaned in to tell him that not everyone is as dramatic as he is, but when my eyes captured who got down from the car, the words got stuck in my

arm tightened its hold, squeezing tightly. David, noticing my sudden

that he’ll be showing up?” David hissed

for the sake of the camera. “This shouldn’t be a problem right?” She glanced at me. “I’ve seen

mine which was resting on his arm. “If

if sensing that we are discussing him, Ravel turned his head and locked his gaze with mine. I could I sworn that he smiled at me. The crazy b astard smiled at me! We held each other’s gaze for a little too

sure about that?” David asked skeptically. “You don’t have to do this

find our seat, these heels are killing me.” I held onto David’s arm tightly as he led me into the grand hall. Following the number on the invitation card, we made

wandering around the hall, trying to catch sight of Ravel, and thankfully, I didn’t