Page 42 of My Ruthless Opponent

Victor’s eyebrows snap together. “No?”

Now, I am the one clutching her with an iron grip. It works.

“Actually, she said the whole changing pitch was to prank me. But then I thought… why not turn it into reality?”

“I am intrigued.”

Gotcha.

“See, you might be getting tons of emails and calls requesting to have an appointment with you. Obviously, because your resort is worth millions, having a contract to promote it would be a jackpot. They all can promise you great things but at the end of the day, they will hireactorsto work. It defeats the purpose of portraying true love. But in our case…” I trail off. Knowing he got the gist.

“But in your case, everything would be real.”

“Bingo,” I murmur softly. “This way, I can give Hannah a dream wedding and you can portray the resort as a symbol of love. What better way to have the grand opening of your resort than a wedding?”

Chapter Nine

Ihave never felt this kind of rage before.

What in the world is Raleigh doing?

First, he shocked the daylights out of me when he introduced himself as my fiancé. And now this.

When I saw Raleigh in a tux standing beside me, I understood why he was here.

The potential client he wanted to discuss with Archer was none other than Mr. Smith.

The only reason I went along with his pretense is because I want the contract.

I didn’t give much thought to how it would pan out. Because even after we got the contract by pretending to be engaged and deeply in love (which is totally up to Mr. Smith), who would win the promotion? Me or him?

Without thinking it through, I made a gamble by playing along. Not knowing if the outcome would be in my favor.

I did feel guilty for misleading Mr. Smith. But what option do I have other than this?

Deceiving him can save my job. And God knows how desperately I need this job.

So yes, I chose a path that was morally wrong. Because the other option is losing my job. And that I can’t afford.

Having said that, I would never marry someone for a promotion, least of all Raleigh Jackson.

That wasnotthe plan. Right? But then, how the hell would I know the plan when we didn’t discuss a thing? And judging by his talks, he didn’t plan this either.

This was an impromptu decision on his part. And now it’s getting out of hand.

I had no idea Raleigh can act so well. It’s like playing the role of my fake fiancé comes naturally to him.

I almost believed that he gave a damn about me and my safety when he asked if I was okay.

With the way he held my face in his large hands, his concerned gaze swept over my face, I genuinely believed… he cares about me.

But all of it went up in flames when he proposed our wedding idea for the ad campaign.

It showed how he cares less about talking to me first before making such big announcements.

I cannot and will not marry Raleigh Jackson. That is too much.

He can’t make big promises to Mr. Smith without discussing them with me first.

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