The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Billionaire’s 118

Chapter 118

As the Elevator door closed behind Derek and Sandra, Derek casually leaned against the wall, his mind already working on the next steps.

He slipped his phone out of his pocket and quickly composed a text to Evelyn: [Taking Sandra to lunch. I just sent you something important. Check it out when you can.] With a swift motion, he forwarded the recorded conversation to Evelyn, ensuring she had all the evidence he had just acquired since it had everything to do with the both of them. As he slipped his phone back into his pocket, he turned his attention to Sandra. "Did you come in your car?" he asked, his tone light as if the question was merely a formality. "Yes, I drove. Why?" She asked with a cheerful smile.

Although the day had started out in such a shitty way, she was happy being with Derek this way and having him take her to lunch.

"I was thinking it might be easier if we took separate cars, so you don't have to come back just to pick up yours.

That way, you can go straight to your office," he explained, not wanting to endure her company in the drive to the restaurant.

Sandra's expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered, her voice taking on a playful lilt. "Oh, Derek, you're such a gentleman. But I really don't mind. I enjoy spending time with you. We can go together, and I'll just come back here with you afterward."

Derek's smile was polite, hiding the mild irritation he felt at her insistence. Before he could respond, the elevator dinged softly, signaling their arrival on the ground floor.

The doors slid open, revealing the busy lobby of the office building.

As they stepped out, their eyes immediately landed on Michael, who was approaching the elevator. The surprise on Michael's face was almost comical as he took in the sight of Sandra by Derek's side. "Sandra," Michael greeted, his tone laced with mild confusion. "What are you doing here?"

Sandra's heart skipped a beat. She had acted without informing Michael. "I just came to make sure Derek wasn't mad at me anymore. You know how I hate it when we're not on good terms." Michael's eyes flicked to Derek, who was watching the exchange with a neutral expression. "My feelings are hurt.

You cared about Derek so much and didn't even stop by to say hello to me?" Michael asked, clearly taken aback by Sandra's boldness.

shook her head, her hair bouncing slightly with the motion. "I planned to come over and say hello to you when we come back from lunch," Sandra assured him with a sugary, sweet smile. Derek decided to step in before the tension could escalate. "We're heading out for lunch, Mike. Care to join us?" His offer was casual, but all he wanted was to see how Michael would react. Michael shook his head, a tight smile on his lips. "Thanks, but I've already got

soon as he was out

up at him,

knew that Michael would never expose her. Not when doing that

the sun shining brightly overhead

drive to the restaurant was filled with small talk- Sandra prattling on about work while Derek

was in a relationship with Evelyn, he found it even more difficult to pretend to like Sandra as he had

at the restaurant, a chic place that Sandra had suggested,

the other day?" Derek raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by the sudden change in her demeanor. "I was driving," he explained calmly. I don't take calls when I drive, so I asked

slight frown. "You could have called me back instead of letting her handle

think it was a big

are you so determined to have Evelyn do it? I could easily handle it, you know." Derek leaned back in his chair, taking a moment before responding. "Evelyn and I had an agreement.

was a flicker of something darker in her eyes. "I'm just worried that Evelyn will try to seduce you under the guise of

frown deepened in confusion. "What did you

leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering. "I told him that I was in love with Evelyn and that I wanted her to do the interview because I wanted to get to know her. But after seeing how she treated you and how she's been acting, I realized she's not suitable for me. I've moved

her phone. "Can we take a

quickly shrugged it off. "Okay,

orders. Once the waiter left, Sandra leaned forward, her lips curling in a scowl. "I actually came to see

home," Sandra said, and Derek's eyebrows lifted in interest. "What kind of problems?" He asked, wanting to hear what

always been jealous of me, but it's getting worse now that

tone remained calm. "I find that hard to believe, Sandra. If Evelyn wanted me for my money,

eyes at his harsh words, but she quickly flashed him a sweet smile. "You're right, Derek. I shouldn't let her get