My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Darien was stunned as he glanced down at the bill in his hand.

Over $300,000...

He blinked, staring at Ellie in disbelief. "What is this supposed to mean?"

Ellie didn't respond and instead turned her gaze to the manager.

The manager immediately spoke up. "Mr. Britt, you've spent $357,000 tonight. Will that be credit or cash?"

Darien blinked again, looking back at Ellie.

Ellie smiled. "Mr. Britt…"

She dragged out his name in a mocking tone, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Her cold gaze bore into him as she chuckled softly. "The manager is waiting for you to settle the bill. Why are you looking at me?"

Darien swallowed hard, his brow furrowing.

"Ellie, stop playing games."

Ellie crossed her arms. "You can't pay the bill, but I'm the one playing games?"

Meanwhile, Mollie was completely confused.

Her two friends were even more bewildered, speaking up in unison.

"Mollie, what's going on? Isn't this Darien's bar? I remember we used to come here, and he'd just put it on his tab. Why are they asking for payment now?"

Mollie, what's happening? Ask him! The way Ellie's acting, you'd think

quickly turned to Darien. "Darien, what's going

nervously. "I...

the bill is just common sense, Darien. You wouldn't be thinking of skipping out on it, would you? Hey, manager, what happens to someone

call the police. Anyone involved would be taken in. For over

and her friends. "And

so they'd be looking at

If you can't pay, you and Mollie are headed to jail. Better

of fresh air to Keira

munching on pistachios, leaned over and

There's nothing better than seeing

Keira blinked.

is up with this

things. She turned to Darien in disbelief. "Darien, what is going on? Ellie,

matter who owns the bar;

to Darien. "What's wrong? Can't afford it? Maybe you and your girlfriend should

you talking about? I... I don't

wouldn't be too much to ask for you to cover half, would it? Unless... well, you are an accomplice, and that's five years in jail for

"You!"

her eyes wide. "Darien, what's

it off! You're embarrassing me in front of all these people, and I swear, if you don't stop,

and get mad. What does

"You..."

finally spoke through gritted

you asking me for

hand, and the manager quickly handed her

about this: however you poured me wine earlier, do