Being Loved By The Billionaire

Chapter 1: Going Back To America

"Our company is going bankrupt"

"Why? How come?" I asked in a confused state. I don't know how things turned out this way, but one thing is for sure, something happened that made our company's state this bad. As far as I know, before I went back to Paris to pursue my modeling career, it is doing well enough.

"Someone from the finance team took our company's money. It has been happening for months but no one noticed it until last week. As a result, we're currently in need of a million dollars to save our business." She sighed heavily as she said these words. We're just talking on the phone but hearing her this stressed out, the situation must have been worse than what I expected.

"How's dad? How is he?"

"He's not doing well recently. Our investors are currently backing out, so it has made things harder for him to deal with them."

"Tell him to at least rest, I'll be coming back tomorrow. Fortunately, I am not busy these days, so I can help you out a bit."

How stupid are their other finance employees not to notice such an important thing?

I can't believe that my dad's company lost that much money in a short period of time without even knowing it.

How unlucky of us

Seriously, my parent's company is not that big but I can say that it is successful enough to earn a lot from it. Also, it is a business that was passed down to dad by his parents so, as much as possible, they must've wanted to save it.

"haa" I sighed.

This is the reason why it's hard to hire someone who's not known for their loyalty, especially in the finance department.

"Alright, thanks sweetie" right after she bid goodbye, I hung up and turned my head toward my personal assistant.

"Book me a flight for tomorrow morning" she nodded at me as a reply, then went ahead to probably do as I said.

I am starting to get dizzy because of too much stress.

Come to think of it, that girl, Mary, it's currently 11 at night. Will she work this late?

My gaze stood at her as her back vanished before my eyes.

No matter how much I look at her, I can't help but feel a little off. How come that she's that competent?

I met her when I was just starting my career as a model. She was introduced by my mother, who's known for her meticulous attitude towards employees.

Although that is indeed true, all these years, we never got close despite always being together. Not like I don't like that trait of hers, but it's just that she holds too much professionalism, which made me quite uncomfortable. Unlike mom who likes to distance herself from her employees, I prefer to have comfortable conversations with them.

Anyway, for now, I have to rest as much as I can. Starting tomorrow, I will have a tough day.

I just hope that I can at least help them a bit.

With those thoughts, I gently closed my eyes.

The next morning, just like what I promised my mother, I went to fly from Paris to America to help them with their business. I am usually accompanied by my personal assistant, but since I will be doing personal work there, I decided to just leave her here in Paris.

"We're now in front of the airport."

"I'll be leaving then, bye." I looked at the driver's seat where she was sitting, then left the car. I am currently in shades and cap since it would be bad if someone noticed me here. After all, I am not with my bodyguards who can protect me from the crowd.

Not like I am bragging, but I am a well-known model around the world

I walked as quietly as possible just so I wouldn't get any attention until I reached the airplane. Since my personal assistant booked a VIP seat, I won't have to worry about my identity being discovered.

There, I removed my shades and cap as well as my coat due to an uncomfortable feeling. It's not currently cold but I just felt a little sticky so I removed it and sat comfortably.

I also made sure to put earphones on both sides of my ears.

'Beat my heart by Cristine Eleanor'

Touching the repeat button on my phone's screen, I went to listen to it.

That went on until a guy with handsome and perfect features appeared in front of me. At first, I was doubting myself whether I was seeing things right or not, and long ago, I realized that this person is a real human. Who wouldn't feel that way? After all, he looks so dreamy and too handsome to be true. Just looking at his eyes, you will already feel that he's not normal.

I stared at him for a while until a thought came to my mind.

This is a VIP seat and space, so why is he here?

I looked at him from top to toe, then asked him using my eyes. I thought at first that he would answer me properly, but instead, he looked down at me with a face that didn't give a single care, which is kind of annoying. With my VIP seat, I should have had a little bit of privacy but then this guy just barged in there without a say. The whole space here was booked by me, so he doesn't have the right to be here.

Arrogant b*stard

After him, a guy in a suit followed him. Looking at how he's in so much rush, he must be his employee.

Of course, at first, I did nothing but close my eyes despite how cold his eyes were a while ago, just so I could calm myself up at the very least.

Yes, that is until he suddenly tapped me.

How come he doesn't have an ounce of respect?

I even purposely closed my eyes to forget this unusual hate that I had been feeling a while ago but he dared to touch me?

He's really rude. Too rude.

I seriously am the kind of woman who has always believed that everyone is aware of how to act in front of a stranger, but this guy just made that belief crumble into sand.

With so much annoyance, I roughly opened my eyes, then looked at him sharply.

"What?"

"Get out," he said calmly. Looking at him saying these awful words casually, I can say that he's used to it.

Of course, I felt like kicking him.

This bastard is the worst. As expected

Well, he must be acting like that because he has never encountered someone who can fight him back.

"Shut up and leave. What a jerk"

I even held myself back from hitting him because he's handsome and it would be bad to hit someone with Greek-like features, but now that I am seeing how he's acting again, I suddenly regretted not giving him a strong punch.

"Ma'am, please just leave" Hearing the voice of the guy with him, I even felt myself boiling up. How come these guys are being so annoying? Wasn't he supposed to say sorry because they inconvenienced me? I'm supposed to be resting now but since they disturbed me, I am here feeling mad.

"I. am. not. leaving". I highlighted every word to let him know that I would not be leaving my seat. How dare he tell me to leave the seat that I purchased myself?!

"Ma'am please"

"I said no! Are you dumb? Can't you understand what I said?!* My voice raised in madness. The guy with blue eyes is annoying as well as his lackey. How come his personality reflects his employees'?

"Why are you even wasting your time? Just call a staff and make this girl leave" he said, then threw a glance at my side.

He's definitely looking down on me!

"Ha! What a rude bastard!"

Now, I am finally believing the quote that says

Choose someone with a good personality rather than a good face

I have this belief that a guy must be handsome and good, but then, this guy just ruined it. I realized that no handsome guy can be as kind as other people who don't own an artistic face.

These people are ruining my day