Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 89

“Angela

Who did that bitch think she was? I was not one to be messed with.

She wasn’t deserving of a man like Damon. She wasn’t up to his standard. He needed someone like me. I was a much better match than she was.

I needed to get rid of her but she kept interfering with my plans,

I pulled out my phone and thought for a moment, then dhaled a number that I really had no interest in calling. Of course, it was not picked up at first, so I hung up and called two more times and waited patiently

Eventually, she would have to answer. As expected, on the fourth try, someone finally picked up.

“Angela,” a female voice that sounded like nails scratching on the chalkboard greeted me. “Surprised to hear from you, little

che.”

I shivered at her referring to me as a “little one” in disgust, and 1 rolled my eyes silently at her fake enthusiasm. We both knew she didn’t care to hear from me anymore than I cared to hear from her

“Hello, Mother”

I did not speak to my mother very often. Well, to be precise, we never spoke if it wasn’t out of necessity. We were two very different people. Where she had favored the company of men and drugs I did not. She spent her youth sleeping her way through New York high society where she fell pregnant with me.

My father? He was Bill Gaverth, a wealthy man who had accumulated a fortune in the energy world. He also wanted nothing to do with the side piece that he only wanted for a good time. He paid my mother to get an abortion and when she refused he threatened to take care of her permanently. He would rather kill her than deal with her or her baby.

mother from reminding me how I was

had this delusion that eventually my father would change his goddamn mind, and embrace her and her child back into his life.

at some point, he might need a spare daughter he could marry off for some business arrangement. Who knows what my mother’s young and drug-influenced mind did to convince her it was wise to keep me? But I guessed she did get her

had every intention of living off the

life works?

the pleasure?” she said, but I couldn’t sense any pleasure

promised myself that once I moved to the West that I would be done with her. But that was the thing about family, they always somehow sucked you back

smirk in her voice. “You need something from me? Wow, how the

and used her real name, “you can either give me

will you do for me then? You know I don’t like to get nothing in return for my

was my mother after all. She

with her. The money. She could never get enough of it. The only problem was that she could never keep it to save her life. She always

but she never cared what people thought. As long as she felt she looked good then she didn’t care that she had no food in the house. It was how it

in. And I knew that it pained her that I was now in the crowd

you ready.

me that. I hated that name but she knew I did, it’s why she always used it.

tell

of your mind. I’m not giving you

but I couldn’t work out

way! She

deep breath to level my tone so that I wouldn’t piss her off so much that she

two.”

“Angie”