The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 33

Chapter 33: Plotting Against Anya

Courtney Jones woke up to a resounding headache. She had not gone home for a long time and was only back for a week. She had been out all night and could barely recall how she had returned. She looked up at the clock by the side of the bead to find that it was

almost afternoon.

There was a knock on her door that tore through her already pounding skull, making her wince in pain.

"Who is it?" she asked. It was a maid.

"Your father has asked you to his study, Miss," the maid said. Courtney frozen at her words. Why were they looking for her? What did her father want?

She was full of questions. This was a man who was in love with money and had basically ordered her since she did not become like Kelsey and marry someone influential.

Since she decided not to agree to him setting up a blind date, she could count on one hand how many times she had seen her father.

I

be there in a few minutes," she answered the maid.

She got up from bed and washed quickly. It took her almost an hour to be done as she had a splitting headache.

By the time she got to her father's office, he was stoically drinking tea while her mother stood by the side to serve him.

She barely acknowledged her mother when she zoned in on her father behind his large mahogany desk, who threw her a glare.

Chapter 33 Plotting Agonist Anya

"Can't you greet?" The mother, Gina, scolded, but she rolled her eyes.

"Do you

she asked and her father,

you

you not know how

still not spoken," she responded, and his frown deepened. Seeing their interaction, Gina could not help but

information on Timothy Grey. She knew the Gregs. They were a wealthy family with an infamous son. Famous for having mental issues. He was known as a man who needed help to even dress

this document. "What am I

him in a week," her father said,

boy. How

nonsense are you saying? How can Courtney

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you think you could possibly offer for me to agree

Kelsey, who had found a rich husband who was useful to him. He just had to be careful not

to a grandchild for them. He immediately thought of Courtney. Even though he thought it was a waste to marry her

could reason his mind, she

You even want to sell me off to some mental patient? How much money are they offering for your conscience?" Courtney asked, strolling over to the chairs before his desk and

see her daughter's temper was rising and tried to calm her

father, okay?" She said, but Courtney did not bother to look at her, talk more, or

could you possibly say to convince me to

you from my will?" he asked, and

you want me to state it?" she asked,

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a son, but her husband had never cared, so she felt fine. If her husband really cares about sons, what is going

not

she said with an

I? It is a free world. You can't force me to say I do, can you! amused smile.

do you want?" he

can hand over your company shares first, and I will consider it,"