Page 15 of Faking it With A Grumpy Billionaire

“Wait, pause for a moment! You did what?”

“I introduced her as my fiancée.”

“Why on earth will you do that? What are you thinking?”

“Could you just relax a bit and try to hear me out first? Ugh! Why do you ladies never like to listen?” I rolled my eyes as though she could see me as I tried my best to summarize how it happened.

“So what do you want to do now? Proceed to actually marrying her?”

“Well, not technically, but I would love us to fake a marriage, at least.”

I heard her laugh from the other end of the phone, as though my idea sounded ridiculous.

“May I ask why you’re laughing at me in that manner? Need I remind you that it is rude to do that?”

“I’m sorry, but are you even listening to yourself? You want to enter a fake marriage and with nobody else other than Elizabeth? You mean my Elizabeth?”

“Yes, and what is so funny about that?”

“You do know that Elizabeth doesn’t even like you as a person, right?”

Well, I didn’t know that. Why wouldn’t she like me as a person? Every woman likes me. I’m the perfect definition of the kind of man every woman would love to be in a relationship with.

I got the looks, the money, and the body. I mean, what else would a woman want?

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, in simple words, she sees you as arrogant, proud, and egotistical.”

I let out a loud scoff in unbelief. Me? Proud? Arrogant? Egotistical? That is definitely not me.

“Come on, your friend has to be a joker.”

“Look, Will, I don’t know how you want to fix things, but please just leave Elizabeth out of your plans, okay? She is not the right one to help out with this.”

The harder it seemed to get Elizabeth on track, the more I wanted to ensure she did this with me.

“Lydia, please! Look, just help me talk to her, okay? I mean, I’m promising to give her business the push she needs. In fact, I’ve already instructed Anthony to grant her the loan and double it. Look, I just need her to pretend to be with me for a little while so I can clear my name. The rumors are beginning to affect my business relationship with my clients.”

I heard her let out a sigh from her end. At this point, Lydia was the only one who could help me convince her friend.

“Look, I don’t know Will.”

“Please, Lydia! Look, I promise I won’t mess anything up. It’s just for her to play along, and in return, I help her grow her business.”

Lydia remained silent, thinking about the proposal I was making.

“It doesn’t sound bad, but then, knowing Elizabeth, she is going to need a lot of convincing.”

“Well, that’s why I’m calling you to please help me out.”

“All right, I will see what I can do, but I’m not promising that she will give in fully.”

“I get you, but there is no harm in trying now, is there?”

“No, there isn’t.”

“Thank you, sis.”

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