Page 92 of His Cruel Billionaire Scorecard

Michael leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. “Scarlett, we do. And trust me, you won’t come out on top.”

“You see, I just had the chance to rekindle old friendships. He was not pleased speaking to me, but he gave me what I needed. Thanks to Olivia.”

“What are you talking about, Roman?”

“I’m saying you remember Speedy Alex? Olivia knows Alex. She knows him quite well.”

Scarlett’s face paled, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Does she know him?” she stammered and stood up, taking a step back, as if trying to distance herself from the revelation.

Roman reached into his pocket and pulled out his iPad. With a few taps, he brought up a video that sent a chill down Scarlett’s spine. It was a recording of a drunk Scarlett behind the wheel of a car, speeding recklessly beside Alex’s racetrack. The vehicle collided with a teenager, and Scarlett emerged from the car, intoxicated, and celebrating with her friends.

Scarlett’s breath caught in her throat as she watched the damning footage unfold before her eyes. She was at a loss for words.

“I can play it again if you don’t remember. Maybe you were too drunk to realize the extent of what you’ve done. You know the interesting thing was how, after minutes of dancing after hitting a child, you sped away and returned to New York?”

“Alex is in touch with the victim and their family. They are willing to testify against you,”

Michael rose from his seat. “Alternatively, we can explore the option of settling outside of court, compensating the victim’s family for the damages caused. And as for you, Scarlett, you will sign an agreement stating that you will never interfere with Roman’s life again. You have a few minutes to consider.”

Scarlett’s hands trembled, and after a few minutes, she said, “Will you give me the footage?”

“If you give me all the copies of videos and pictures, you have of me. Frankly, you’re going to get more damage than me if we release what we have on each other. Consider this a favor from me.”

“You win. I’m tired of playing this game anyway. Give me the contract.”

She quickly signed the contract without hesitation, her hand trembling with the weight of defeat.

With a silent nod from Michael, Scarlett turned and walked out. She promised to mail everything she had to Roman.

As the door closed behind Scarlett, Roman pulled Olivia closer, pulling her into a warm embrace. “I couldn’t have done it without you,” he whispered.

“Well, Roman, looks like you narrowly escaped this one. I hope the next call I receive from you is about a raise,” Michael joked, bringing lightness to the tense atmosphere.

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds.”

With a parting nod, Michael disappeared.

“We did it,” Olivia said softly, eyes shining with tears.

But Roman’s expression turned serious; his eyes locked onto Olivia’s. He lowered himself to one knee and took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering as he looked into Olivia’s eyes, holding her gaze with his blue eyes, oceans deep.

“Roman, what are you doing?”

His voice trembled with emotion as he spoke.

“Olivia, these past few weeks have been a rollercoaster. I left, and I thought I’d be okay. My life turned upside down without you in it. I can’t imagine my life without you by my side.”

Olivia’s heart skipped a beat as she realized what was happening. Her eyes widened. “Roman, what are you…what are you doing?”

“Look, Olivia, there’s no rush for our relationship to magically work out. But I know what’s in your heart, and I happen to love you with all of mine. I want you to know that I’m willing to wait as long as you need to accept me. I love you, Olivia. I don’t want to wait to tell you how I feel. Life is uncertain and can be taken away in a second. I know that I have work to do and I’m far from perfect, but I perfectly love you and I want to have a family with you if you agree, and ... we can build a family and then have a child.” she shivered and laughed as he touched her stomach. “And the child will be the luckiest kid on earth to be surrounded by so much love.”

He kissed her again.

“I want you to be my wife.”

Olivia felt like she was in a dream. “You’re going so...fast my head is spinning.”

“Don’t overthink it. All that’s left for you is to say yes, you’ll think of it.”

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