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.

sweet smile. Derek decided to step in before the tension could escalate.

nodded, watching as Michael walked away, his posture stiff. As soon as he was out of

at him,

her, that was all she needed. She knew that Michael would never expose her.

the building together, the sun shining brightly overhead as

was filled with small talk- Sandra prattling on about work while Derek responded with polite, if

even more difficult to pretend to like Sandra

restaurant, a chic place that Sandra had suggested, they were

Sandra wasted no time, her tone taking on a slightly accusatory edge. "So, I was meaning to ask you. Why did you let Evelyn answer your call 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 her to answer the phone. I didn't know

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

suppressed a sigh, keeping his tone even. "I didn't think it was a big deal. But

remained wary. "Is it true that you're still doing the interview? Why 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

that Evelyn will try to seduce you under the guise of the interview." Derek kept

in confusion. "What did you

treated you and how she's been acting, I realized she's not suitable for me. I've moved on from her, Sandra. That's why I'm interested in you now." Sandra's eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and pleasure washing over her

had ever liked Evelyn in the first place. She reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. "Can we take a picture together?" she asked

shrugged it

the waiter left, Sandra leaned forward, her

problems for me at home," Sandra said, and Derek's eyebrows lifted

turn our parents against me. She has always been jealous of me, but it's getting worse now that you're in the picture.

narrowed slightly, but his tone remained calm. "I find that hard to believe, Sandra. If Evelyn wanted me for my money, she would have had

flashed him a sweet smile. "You're