Page 38 of Falling For The Billionaire Rockstar

I sighed. “You do realize that before that, I was a very popular rockstar with a pretty massive fan base.”

She gave me a teasing smile as she shrugged. “I didn’t know you.”

“That’s because you have terrible taste in music.”

She scoffed.

“Look, just trust me on this, okay?”

She paused and looked at me. I could tell she was fighting with herself to make a decision. I decided not to push any further. Finally, she sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine, I’ll go along with your crazy plan.”

I gave her a wicked smile. “You’re going to thank me later. That boy won’t know what hit him.”

***

I have never been interested in social media, especially not in couples’ dramas, but in the next few days after our agreement, I found myself deeply invested in everything surrounding Greg and Olivia.

It even got its own hashtag. Everyone was talking about the new developments, particularly Olivia coming out of her shell and not responding to Greg’s desperate attacks.

Everything was going according to plan, but what was more important was that Olivia was regaining her confidence. At first, it had been a challenge for her to step out of the house without feeling like a Marvel character. However, she eventually embraced the fact that to bring about change, she needed to face her fears.

Everything was going according to plan, and I was getting ready for the grand finale. I began reconnecting with the rest of my bandmates, and we began planning a reunion party.

I got back in touch with my friends from my music days, and they were excited about the idea. Soon, teasers flooded the Internet about my upcoming special appearance.

Olivia was surprised to see how fast I became a trending topic again. It was hard for me as I had left the music industry for over eight years, and a lot of things had changed during that time.

I used to think greedy businessmen were my worst crowd till I met the new generation of clout chasers who had taken over the music industry.

I began attending parties and dinner nights again while still maintaining my business. Multitasking was never my forte, but I was ready to make sacrifices. I was going to do everything in my power to make sure Olivia was past Greg and happy again.

I sat in my office scrolling through Olivia’s Instagram page for the fifth time that day. She only seemed to get more beautiful each time. I tried to convince myself that I was simply helping a friend. But lying to myself was also not my forte. I knew deep down that under any other circumstance, I would’ve made Olivia mine. But I couldn’t let my feelings interfere with what really mattered.

“What’s got you smiling like that, sir?”

I slammed my phone on my desk as Anderson’s voice startled me back to reality. “You understand there is something called knocking, don’t you?”

“I knocked. In fact, I stood at your door knocking for the last minute, but clearly, you were more occupied.”

I sighed.

“Is that who I think it is?” he asked.

“Is there something I can help you with, Anderson?”

He stared at me for a moment before stating, “The CEO’s sister is here to discuss the reports with you.”

“What reports?”

“The one I sent to you an hour ago.”

“Oh yes, that. Let her in.”

He hesitated. “You didn’t go through the reports, did you?”

I stood up from my chair and walked to the visitors’ area. “I did. I’ve just been preoccupied, as you observed.”

“Preoccupied with what exactly?”

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