The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 63

Chapter 63: Messing with the Media

"Stop calling her your wife! Stop!" Selene placed her hand over her ears, a desperate attempt to not hear his words. When she had gone to his home the other time, he had also referred to that woman as his wife. Had he not already divorced her? She was not stupid; all these years she had already guessed what kind of relationship he had with his wife. That is what gave her the confidence to pursue him this long. She admits she had staged photos. She was hoping that the woman would learn her place and leave sooner. But now that she had succeeded and that woman was gone, it is one thing if he refused to look her way, but why did he still call her his wife?

It was as though she had lost her mind, as after a few seconds she immediately turned to begging. She reached out to grab his arm, but he tilted away from her, and she slipped. One would have thought he was avoiding a snake. "Think about it, Daniel," she urged, her voice low and seductive. "If my family and yours come together, wouldn't we be the perfect match?"

Daniel's patience snapped. With a swift motion he pushed her away, his eyes blazing with fury. "I said move," he growled, his voice laced with venom. Seeing her stumble and fall to the ground, he approached her slowly, his demeanor like a tiger about to kill. "It seems you have a death wish. I don't mind granting you something so simple. You overestimate your father's worth. Maybe he needs to be knocked down a bit for you to learn your place. What you need is a wake-up call. For this action today, your father's company will pay the price. This is how it will be from this day forward. I will know you down till you do not dare to think of yourself as a princess." His words sent chills down her spine. She knew that he meant every word, and he had the ability to execute it. His cold eyes only froze her solid to the concrete tile. She dared not move.

Without another word, Daniel turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing in the empty parking lot. He entered the car and drove away. After his car was no more in sight, Selene finally breathed a sigh of relief and got up from the cold floor.

The obsessive look In her eyes vanished as she glanced at a corner of the parking space and called, "Come out."

In the shadows of the parking lot, a figure emerged from hiding, a camera in hand.

"Did you get it?" she asked.

"There is a really good one. It looks like you two are glued to each other," the man answered.

"Good. Do it as usual," Selene said and handed him an envelope filled with cash.

seems angry than

were going to buy rings," she instructed. Of course, she knew he was angry. She even

in his

the look of someone

finally waited long enough for that woman to leave; how could she possibly let go of this opportunity? Since that woman was no more here, the most important thing to do now was to make sure someone else did not walk in and take that spot while she was still

slight scoff. She could see the judgment in his eyes. He had seen her pitiful state

with a nod and disappeared into the

Daniel pulled into the driveway, his heart seemed to calm. He was already ninety percent sure that his wife was the target. But, from what he saw, they were quite weary of his family. To him, this was a good thing. He wanted to see who had the ability to touch his wife

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the house, he made his way to Anya's coom, completely ignoring his mother

she snorted, "And he was busy acting as though he did not

the door, he found her sitting

ot captured

spread far and wide on the internet. Even a copy of the document they had prepared for her to sign made its way to a blog. And and posted to social media.

contract.

collaborate with her; why is there a clause that all of her art suddenly belongs to

seen shamelessness but have never seen this kind of scam. They brought her in claiming she would be

behalf. Translation: If we manage to borrow it or take it from you, we can

even steal people's