Fake Enemy Fiancé: A Billionaire Enemies to Lovers Romance by Aimee Bronson

Author:Aimee Bronson [Bronson, Aimee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Dawson

It had been four days since the story broke and Alexa was nowhere to be found.

I had eventually called the mansion and Harrison told me she left not long after she woke up. But not in the limousine. He didn’t know where she went.

I thought about calling George but decided against it.

She was the one in breach of the contract, which meant she’d be the one losing, not me.

Still, for a gold digger, she had a lot of balls.

I was on my way to work—angry at everyone and everything. I couldn’t tell anymore if my anger was caused by Alexa’s disappearing act or the story.

The car rolled to a stop. The underground garage at the Cresswell Limited building had only one service lift and it didn’t go all the way to the top. It stopped at the fourth floor and I had to walk through a sea of junior employees to access the executive elevator that went to the upper floors.

The setup had come as a rude shock to me on the first day there. The stares I’d received the first time I arrived were hostile at best. But I couldn’t care less. I wasn’t fazed at all.

As I stepped off the elevator, the stares weren’t full of hatred, but curiosity. It was likely the engagement and subsequent scandal, so I just ignored them. I walked fast across the room, sparing them no more than a glance. Impatiently, I stepped onto the elevator and forced myself to be calm.

I’d convinced myself that I was here to get important files from Cresswell. Checking if Alexa was here doing the same thing for the sake of the transition was just a side thing.

Ding.

I stepped out.

Alexa’s workspace was empty, untouched.

Where was she?

I’d been keeping tabs on social media since that day, although I’d stopped my PR team from interfering. I thought the scandal to be the perfect comeback for Alexa and her father. I only wanted to watch it play out.

Or did I?

I was now a walking contradiction. Saying that I wanted Alexa gone but here I was, searching for her. I checked Twitter again and saw a new headline.

“MY ROLE IN AN ENTANGLEMENT: AN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW WITH EMZ FROM ALEXA CRESSWELL”

What?

“Alexa!” I growled before I could control myself.

Who did she think she was? Granting unsanctioned interviews. I had played the waiting game for too long, been patient for even longer. It was time to confront the gold digger and put an end to this nonsense. It was time to set things straight.

I walked out of Cresswell, livid. I couldn’t see the sea of faces staring in my direction.

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