Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire. Chapter 11: Conspiracies .ALAN* Repeated knocks sounded on the door to my bedroom as I groaned rolling on my bed trying to avoid the noise. “Alan!!.” I opened my eyes reluctantly hearing my mother’s voice. She sounded annoyed. “Yes?.” I muttered getting down. I had no choice. Either wake up or she destroys the door. “Yes mum?.” I say again as I opened the door revealing her face. She was annoyed. She pushed past me walking into the room. “Why are you at home and not at work?.” “I rarely go to work, you know that.” I responded confused. “Well you have to, now wash up and go.” “Relax, it’s not like I’ll get fired. Grandpa would never do that to me.” I reply her going back to flop back on the bed. “Well your grandfather might not but your uncle will.” I sat up stunned as I faced her. “What are you talking about?.” “My brother is in the company today. I don’t know why but I guess it’s to see my father, to see your grandfather.”

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 13: spoiled . *ALAN* I stared at the strip, my heart racing. “You have got to be kidding me.” I muttered. “You must be joking, tell me you are joking.” “Joking?.” She scoffed in response. “I certainly am not, Alan. I’m serious about this, that’s why I’ve been trying to reach you, you idiot. I went to the hospital because I’ve been getting some symptoms and then they ran tests.” Chantelle stood there crossing her arms as if daring to me to talk back. “The tests came back positive?.” I blurted out, unable to contain my fear. “Yes it did. What’s your problem?.” “My problem?!.” I sneer. “You are the one who barged in here giving me unpleasant news. Why the fuck are you pregnant in the first place?.” “Oh gee, I don’t know Alan, maybe because we had sex.” She responded sarcastically. I roll my eyes. “Don’t give me that bullshit. You are not the first girl I’ve had sex with. Are you sure what you are saying is the

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire .Chapter 15: CEO title? . *BANCROFT VILLA* At the dinner party, Alan's family and Chantelle's family gathered around a long, polished oak table, adorned with flickering candles and gleaming silverware. The room was alive with the buzz of conversation and the clinking of glasses.Alan's mother, Janette Bancroft, a poised and elegant woman with auburn hair swept into a bun, leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I think the company’s 60th anniversary is the perfect opportunity to announce Alan and Chantelle's partnership at the company," she suggested, her voice carrying across the table.Chantelle's family nodded in agreement, her father, Mr. Normal, a distinguished gentleman with a warm smile, chiming in, "It would be a double blessing indeed. I mean, what better than to announce a profitable partnership while celebrating 60th anniversary.“You are right, Mr. Norman.” Alan’s grand father chimes in as he takes a pause from eating

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 17: Affections . *NORMAN VILLA* "Isabella, you look beautiful!" exclaimed Dara, her eyes lighting up with admiration as she put the final touches on my outfit. I smiled gratefully at her, feeling a surge of confidence. "Thank you, Dara. You're the best!" Dara grinned back, her hands fluttering around me like a butterfly. "Oh, stop it, you're making me blush. But seriously, you're going to dazzle everyone tonight." As Dara adjusted the folds of my dress and smoothed down my hair, I felt a sense of excitement bubbling within me. Tonight was the company party, and I was determined to make a good impression.I don’t know if Archie’s father was actually going to go ahead and introduce us to everyone but I just had to dress the part just in case. I didn’t want the case of a surprise sprung on me. And tonight, I was going to be Archibald’s date and I seriously couldn’t wait. We’ve been closer after the family dinner night that we ha

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 19: A New Addition .You can do this, Isabella. You can do this. I try to motivate myself from not getting too nervous as Archie squeezed my palm to help me. As Archie and I made our way through the crowded room, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the sea of faces surrounding us. Even when I usually attended events when I was still living and abiding by my father’s rules, I still couldn’t just adjust to this lifestyle.It’s just so overwhelming. Being in a room full of people that are better than you. People that know that they are better than you. Makes one self esteem low. And I already have a low self esteem to begin with. But it seemed like my experience at this particular anniversary party was going to be different because people were smiling and greeting us warmly, their voices blending into a cacophony of sound. I clung to Archie's arm, seeking comfort in his reassuring presence.He sensed my unease and leaned in c