Bogus Billionaire by Shining Riviera

Chapter 182

Caroline became amused at the look on the man’s face. “Really?” she asked.

“Why would I lie?”

Caroline was relieved. She packed up a portion of the pizza and gave the rest to the cafeteria’s

staff.

Watching Caroline leave, the staff went over to the cook, who had tried the pizza.

“Hey, this design director doesn’t seem as … useless as the others say. At least she seems quite

talented when it comes to cooking.”

The man looked at Caroline’s retreating figure and smiled sunnily.

“Do you think a normal person could handle a picky man like Eddy Morrison?”

He said this so quietly that the others didn’t hear it.

Armed with her pizza, Caroline headed to the hotel where Corvin was staying.

The company had arranged this hotel for him. So after informing the staff of her identity, Caroline

had no trouble getting through. Soon, she arrived at the door to Corvin’s hotel room.

She knocked on the door.

It swung open.

At the sight of Kirk standing there, Caroline got a huge shock.

She took another look at the room number and checked that it was the right one. Then, she looked

at Kirk and asked, “What are you doing here?”

Kirk’s eyes held a hint of amusement. He angled himself away to let Caroline in.

Right then, Caroline noticed that there was an old man standing behind Kirk.

The old man was about five feet and nine inches tall, which wasn’t short at all. Standing next to

Kirk, though, the old man seemed tiny.

When the old man saw Caroline, he gave Kirk a thumbs up. “Morrison, you’re amazing. You even

predicted that I’d get a visitor today.”

Kirk with

let out a

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each other soundlessly, the old man eyed

said. “You must be Thorne Corporation’s design director, Caroline Evans,

right?”

at the man. She extended her hand politely. “How

French?

“Come in then”

followed Corvin into

was a presidential suite. Stepping inside, the first thing she saw was a huge floor–to- ceiling window. One could see the streets

three sat on a couch

Kirk meaningfully. Then, he said to Caroline, “Ms. Evans,

“Yes, but not

but what other reason

had so meticulously prepared. She placed it in

been craving authentic Vithalian pizza recently. I made this

removed the lid, a strong aroma filled the air.

He inhaled deeply and

up a slice. He rolled the slice of pizza into a

bit into it.

like a child who had gotten

is the Vithalian pizza I’ve been dreaming about for so long! It’s delicious! I’ve been going mad looking for pizza these past few days. There’s no

pineapple on pizza

ate, one typically displayed one’s

as Corvin frantically complained. She found that it was nearly impossible to see him as the

When her gaze shifted, she accidentally met

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each other’s eyes, Caroline’s heart started racing.

looked

her earlobes turn pink,

Kirk’s question. “N–no. I only brought

too

pizza Caroline brought.

if you want some, I’ll have

only wanted

bite of pizza before putting it down. He turned to

don’t!” Caroline blurted it out. After saying this, she looked guiltily at

changed the topic. “Mr. French, I didn’t just come here

getting to the main

I’m sorry. When it comes to

amused

what

surprised. “Then

about what you think of artistry and skincare. Will you give me