Page 37 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

“Part of what I do for a living is conduct statistical analysis. Let’s just say I’ve got pretty good foresight.”

She folded her arms and shifted her weight to one leg before raising an eyebrow. “Well, go on.”

A smug grin crossed my lips at the disbelief in her voice, and I said, “Why do you think Greg made that post?”

She rolled her eyes upward in thought before shrugging. “To piss me off, I guess.”

“Exactly! But how does he know if you’re actually pissed? How does he even know you saw the post if you don’t react?”

“So, you want me to just give him what he wants?”

“Precisely, but not yet. You are going to wait till it’s what everyone wants.” My grin spread as she tilted her head to the side, interest playing in her eyes.

“And how are you sure that’s going to happen?”

“Because you’re going to get your life back on track. You’ll return to posting on your social media, but you won’t regard Greg’s post.”

“That will just make him more determined to get a reaction.”

“See? You’re catching up to speed. He is going to want to get your attention by posting more about his relationship.”

“So how does that help us?”

I paused for a moment. I could not ignore the fact that she’d saidus. She had acknowledged the fact that we were a team. “You know how when you see a couple on Instagram, you feel like, ‘Oh, cute, wish my relationship could be like that.’ Then, as you keep scrolling, you see two more reels about the same couple—”

“And get fed up!” Her eyes brightened.

“We’re going to wait for that moment when the audience gets fed up, and people will begin to shift their attention to you,” I said.

“And instead of seeing someone struggling to prove a point, they see someone who’s picked her life back up and carried on,” she added.

“Exactly, but we will not stop there. That is when we would introduce the love interest,” I explained.

Her face fell. “Is that absolutely necessary?”

“If you don’t, people would begin to believe that the situation with Greg has affected your chances of ever finding a man and that you’re just secretly bitter,” I explained.

“I see where you’re going with this, but where on earth is this love interest going to come from?” she asked.

I spread my arms wide, a cheeky grin stretching her lips.

It took her a while to understand, and when she did, she scoffed. “No.”

I sighed as I got closer to her and held her forearms. “Think about it, Olivia. There are already rumors with very implicating evidence. If you suddenly pop up with another man, it won’t be pretty.”

“Fine, then I won’t show up with anyone, and we can scrap that last part of the plan.”

“Look, I know you’re trying to be careful after what happened, but this is the best shot we have at getting the media off your ass. I know you don’t like staying in Sam’s home and feeling like a burden.”

“But why does it have to be you? I mean, what would Sam think?”

“Think of it as a marriage of convenience. You can’t date any regular guy because they won’t give you the publicity you need to pull this off.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Andyouwill?”

“Exactly.”

“Alex, I don’t want to burst your bubble, but you’re a businessman. You’re only famous among business tycoons and aristocrats.”

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