THE BILLIONAIRE PROPOSAL

CHAPTER 3: TEARS OF TREACHERY

Charlotte saw a black sedar pulling up in front of her, the tinted windows reflecting the sun's rays like a mirror.

The door opened, and a stern-looking young lady in a business suit stepped out of the car and approached Charlotte. I am Caroline, Logan's secretary. Come with me. Charlotte hesitated for a moment, her heart racing. She took a deep breath and slid into the car, her wedding dress rustling against the leather seats.

As soon as their car departed, Frank's car arrived at the scene. He stepped down from the car, accompanied by some other men dressed in black suits. His eyes scanned the area, and he ordered the men to search for her.

" As they drove through the winding roads, Charlotte's anxiety grew.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the car turned into a driveway. The gate swung open, and they drove up to a majestic mansion.

Caroline pulled up to the entrance, and Charlotte's heart skipped a beat as she saw the surroundings of the mansion.

Caroline opened the door and led her to the room where Logan was. As she stood frozen, her eyes were fixed on the floor, her mind racing with the thoughts of what could be waiting on the other side.

Logan told her to have her seat without even looking at her. She took a deep breath and relaxed her hands on her legs.

Charlotte opened up to Logan about her situation and fears. She felt a weight lift off her, and Logan was surprised about her dressing but decided not to show it. He listened to her with understanding, and he promised to help her on a condition.

She couldn't shake off the feeling that she was trading one prison for another.

As he sat across from her, he could see the fear and pain in her eyes and voice through her explanation. explanation.

Logan began,I will provide you with a solution to your stepfather's threat and help you reclaim your mother's properties, but it's left for you to decide. His deep voice was calm and reassuring. Charlotte's eyes widened as she leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper. "What is the solution?"

Logan's fixed onto hers. A contract marriage between us for seven years. Charlotte's eyes expanded into shock, and her pupils dilated in fear for seven years?.

But Logan leaned back in his chair, tenting his fingers together. It is a win-win situation to protect you from your stepfather and help you get back all your mother's properties, and as for me, I am only signing this contract to prevent the useless marriage my father is forcing me into, so it's left for you to think fast and tell me your decision.

Charlotte's mind raced as she considered his proposal. It was a crazy gamble, but part of her knew it was the only way out.

Her stepfather will not be able to strike a deal with the billionaire CEO to force her to sign her mother's properties under his name.

How do I know I can trust you? She asked, and her voice faintly uttered Logan's eyes rumpled at the corners as he smiled.

You don't, not yet, but why did you call me and ask for help if you don't? But I promise to protect and keep you safe, and in return, you will be my wife on paper. Also, you must abide by my rules and not interfere in my business.

Charlotte took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. It was a last resort, but she knew she had no other choice. Okay,she said finally, her voice firm, I would do it.

Logan's eyes lit up with approval. Good, good. I will get the paper drawn up. He picked up his phone and called his secretary to make an arrangement for him.

We will make it official today since you are already dressed up in a wedding gown. It was perfect timing. Can you excuse me? I need to get dressed.

Charlotte was dumfounded and short of words. She left the room without uttering a word.

Within the hour, they were standing in a quiet registry office, surrounded by Logan's lawyer and a small entourage. Charlotte's heart raced as she signed her name on the dotted line, feeling a strange sense of relief wash over her.

As they left the registry office, Logan turned to her with a small smile. You are now Mrs. Cassanova, Charlotte, and you are not allowed to chit-chat with any of my family members. Charlotte faked a smile, feeling a strange sense of discomfort towards Logan.

She felt a surge of gratitude towards him, even though the contract was more like a prison. She nodded, her heart feeling a little lighter; at least she had escaped from her stepfather's molestation. Thank you,she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Logan's smile widened, his eyes sparkling with warmth. You are welcome. They both drove back to the mansion in silence.

As they got out of the car, he stood beside her, holding out his hand to her. Charlotte took it, feeling a sense of security and protection wash over her.

Together, they walked into the mansion, ready to face whatever lay ahead, and Logan showed her a room opposite his own.

Logan's eyes fixed on her. I will send my secretary to you; if you need anything, you can talk to her about it.

Can I make a request? Don't reveal that I am married to you,she said shifting her gaze to the floor.

Why not? He tilted his head to one side,I want to create a life for myself first,so I can face my stepfather.

I can help you with that before the sun rises,you don't want that? Logan raised his brow.

I want to avenge myself and take what is mine , Charlotte replied with determination burning her gaze .

There's no problem in that if that is what you want, but you must abide by the terms and conditions of this contract,Logan looked at her sternly.

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Malcom slammed his fists on the table, his face red with rage. She has know about our plans; that little brat just disappeared.

Charlotte husband to be, Frank, nursed his whiskey; his eyes narrowed in frustration. . I will make sure I look for her and get her.

Malcom's eyes blazed with anger. Will you shut your filthy mouth up? It was all your fault. I told you to keep an eye on her and make sure she wasn't near my room.

All our plans are worthless now that she knows about all our schemes. She has slipped through our fingers, and I will never be able to get my hands on her mother's properties.

Frank's face twisted in a snarl. We will find her, sir, and when we do, she will pay for this. His voice is barely audible.

Malcom's eyes gleamed with malice. You better leave my sight and go find her right now.

Frank nodded, his eyes glinting with determination. I will find her and make her sorry that she ever crossed paths with us. Malcom's smile was sinister. Oh, I am counting on it, Frank.

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Logan's secretary, Caroline's eyes, gleamed with a sinister light. She was Evelyn's spy, and she has been feeding Evelyn information about Logan's movement. Now she has an exciting piece of information: Logan's impromptu marriage to Charlotte.

Evelyn's voice was filled with anger when Caroline called her again. What did you mean, he is married? That is impossible. I was supposed to get married to Logan soon, not a nobody like her.

Caroline's voice was soothing. Don't worry, Evelyn; I am sure it's just a temporary setback. We will find a way to make her life miserable, get rid of her, and make sure you are the one who ends up with Logan.

Evelyn's anger turned to manipulation as her mind raced with strategic thinking. Yes, that is what we will do. We will get rid of her and make sure Logan's regrets never cross my mind.

Evelyn picked up her phone immediately after dropping Caroline's call and dialed Logan's father's contact, Mr. Cassius Cassanova.

Sir, I am so devastated and disappointed. I don't know how to tell you this, but I heard about Logan's court wedding with someone else today, shedding crocodile tears. She paused for dramatic effect, her sobs echoing through the phone.

You know we had a discussion, sir; he was meant to get married to me. But now it's all falling apart.

Cassius voice was stern and commanding. What are you talking about, Evelyn? Who is this woman he got married to?.

Evelyn's sniffling continued—just a nobody named Charlotte. I don't know how he could be so cruel and do this to me, to us, and to the company. We need to do something, sir; we can't let this mistake happen.

Cassius's tone turned cold and calculated. Don't worry; I will take care of this. He hung up the call and called Logan immediately.

What is the meaning of your so-called wedding? I hope all this is not true. Before I get to your house, it's best for you to cut it off before I do something drastic. Cassius said, shouting at Logan on the phone. Logan hung up the call without uttering a word.