The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 128

Michael stormed into Derek's office, his usually composed face twisted in frustration as he approached the desk where Derek sat, casually glancing up from his laptop.

idn't change even though he knew Michael exactly what Michael was in his office to do.

Derek's calm expression didn't

Derek leaned back in his chair. "Mike. I've told you before. You have to knock when you come into my office. You can't just barge into my way. I can't keep telling you this. What if I was in a meeting or something?" Derck scolded. office this

"I'm sorry, Derek. I confirmed with your secretary before coming in. I just needed to talk to you before I lose my mind," Michael said, resisting the urge to scowl at Derek since keeping up his act was more important at the moment than Derek's stupidity. "Want to sit?" Derek asked, gesturing for Michael to sit. "What is the problem?" He asked as he picked up his phone casually and placed it on record.

He knew Michael was about to spin a story, probably some elaborate excuse. He had been waiting for this all morning. He and Evelyn had agreed to always record their conversations with Michael and Sandra more for their entertainment than for evidence because the duo were dim-witted clowns

Oblivious to what Derek was doing, Michael threw himself into the chair, rubbing his temples in frustration. "I can't believe how stupid I am," he muttered through clenched teeth. "I'm so mad at myself that I could die right now

Derek raised an eyebrow, maintaining his calm demeanor. "How can you say such a thing about yourself? What did you do? Did something happen! Derek asked, folding his hands on the desk in front of him, his voice even and patient.

Michael exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "Yesterday, I got a call from Evelyn."

Derek widened his eyes, feigning surprise. "Evelyn! Why would she call you?"

"That's what I thought!" Michael said, shaking his head. "I was just as shocked. She asked if we could meet and said she wanted to talk things over.

Derek's expression remained neutral, but inwardly, he was struggling not to snort. He doubted that Evelyn even had Michael's number, but he knew Michael was playing a part in whatever this was, and he needed to play along "And you agreed to meet her?" Derek asked incredulously

"At first, I wasn't going to. I mean, after all that happened, why would I Michael shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "But then. I guess curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to know why she really called off our wedding. I needed closure.

Derek nodded slowly, pretending to follow along "That makes sense 1 1 can see why you'd want that."

Michael continued, his voice dropping lower as if he were sharing a dark secret. "She sent me a

a suite

number, not a restaurant or cafe. That should've been a red flag, but I wasn't suspicious. I thought maybe she lived there or something, so I didn't make a big deal out of it."

face calm, but inside, he was plecing together the story

muttered, looking embarrassed, "When I got there, we talked for a while, and she apologized for everything and for cheating on me. She told me a lot

you record all she said?" Derek asked,

guess I was still thinking of her as the innocent Evelyn I once loved. This is why I didn't think anything of it when she offered me

holding back the urge to smile. So, this was the angle Michael was going for. He managed to keep his voice steady. "Sandra In bed with you? How Do you

face a mix of anger and disbelief. "I think she's trying to blackmail us, make it look like Sandra and I are

leaned forward slightly, acting horrified. "Evelyn

"I know, right" Mi

his forehead again, clearly playing the victim. "The Evelyn I was engaged to was nothing like this. She

he would not have fallen for this bullshit had he

that? I mean, what is the

I'm pretty sure that is her plan. She might likely send pictures to you or something. She wants

thought about it, and he know that Evelyn was

pictures to Derek and not his aum. His unke Derek,

what so you plan to als Are you going to have her arrested or sur her? Lerk asked since that was the reasonable course of action b

made Michael freeze for a second his eyes widening He quickly shook has head. "No, no. I don't want

but he pressed on pushing Michael into a corner. "Why not? Evelyn crossed a line. She can't just

this out. It's embarrassing enough

scoffed inwardly, "Have you told my

this?" Derek asked, eyring him with disapproval agreed to meet

"Tim not telling them. You know they would be furious that I Evelyn in the first place. And they will blow the whole thing out of proportion and might arrest her. I don't want that I just want it to go away quietly" Derek tilted his head, keeping his tone casuall but insistent. "So, you came to me to vent because you expected me to just sit back and allow you

exactly what game Michael and Sandra were playing, and

did not expect such a reaction since he knew

you pushing this so hard? Do you have something against

a hand dismissively, his face calm. "Notting against her. I just think she's poor too far

"I thought you cared about Evelyn. Why are you bring so

Besides, I told you my

her. I don't think Sandra would want Evelyn to be arrested, either. Despite all she has done to her, Sandra

but he didn't want to argue. "That's

you. If you want to punish her, then don't let her interview you. I don't want to arrest her, so drop it," he said, and it was all Derek could do not to laugh out loud. Derek pretended to cough to hide his laughter, and before he could say anything else. Michael's phone buzzed. Michael glanced at it, and when he saw it was Sandra, he looked back at Derek. "Work calls. I need to get back to my office." He said as he stood up, afering Derek a

back in his chair and let out a soft chuckle. pleased with how

couldn't believe Michael thought he was so easy to manipulate. Now that Derek could see through his lies as clearly as day,