One Night With The Billionaire

8

"Oh, no!" Andrew swore. "Okay, I'm not going to say anything stupid. But, Owen, you should be aware that I am not the only outsider here."

Andrew was like a bystander. He gave Adrian a friendly smile and said, "Amber is your sister's friend, Adrian. It is said that your sister was nearly burned to death as a result of this matter."

Adrian was one of the few people who had been instigating this case, so he couldn't stay out of it.

"I see. You are not required to remind me."

"Good. I'm just trying to be nice."

Adrian's shoulder was patted by Andrew.

Adrian reacted quickly. Andrew withdrew his hand to hide his embarrassment.

"You had scurf on your shoulder, and I assisted you in cleaning it."

Andrew smiled and walked to the side with those words.

That's nonsense! I washed my hair this morning. Adrian pondered.

Adrian was well aware that both Andrew and Owen were bad people.

Of course, the woman expected Owen and Emma to be hesitant to admit it. She had also offended Owen and Emma, so she took out her phone.

"I have some proof. This is a surprise for both of you."

She then played the recording, which contained the sound of Owen and Emma arguing. Despite the fact that they didn't say much about Amber, it was clear that her death was suspicious.

Emma was seized by anger when she discovered the woman and Owen in bed in the morning.

Emma widened her eyes and pointed at the woman. "You did record our conversation."

The woman responded confidently, "I have to be cautious because you are such a cruel b***h. This is for you, Adrian."

She threw the phone at Adrian with those words.

Owen wanted to grab it, but Adrian had already stowed it. Owen was stopped by the cops in the area.

"What? This is the case's evidence. Do you really want to grab it in front of so many people?"

Owen placed a hand on his waist. Adrian was clear about what he wanted to do.

"Look around, Owen. There are a lot of people staring at you. What are you planning on doing to me? I swear I can go to hell with you, no matter how powerful you are in Orlando City. Openly attacking the police is not a joke."

Emma regained her composure and stopped Owen.

They were caught off guard today. They could completely conceal the situation in private. However, there were reporters arriving one after the other.

"You don't have the guts to record in such a short period of time. You're not that bright. Who exactly are you?"

Emma took a look at the woman. The woman had clearly done her homework.

The woman narrowed her eyes and smiled. "So, who do you believe I am?"

Her eyes resembled Amber's, who used to look down on Emma.

Emma would never forget her first encounter with Amber. Wilson took her back and smiled at Amber, saying, "Amber, she will be your sister in the future."

Amber didn't even bother looking at Emma. "I'll never have a sibling. I am the only child in this family."

Wilson expressed his embarrassment and explained, "Emma is both intelligent and compassionate. Believe me. You two will make wonderful sisters."

"Really?" Amber gave a flat response. She continued after a brief pause, "I recently won the ski racing championship and the first prize in the piano competition. Of course, unlike some people who only know how to flatter themselves, they are both my hobbies."

Emma's eyes widened in surprise as she heard this, and her face darkened.

Emma was unable to learn these things or receive any awards.

She could only boast, and there was no proof.

She was, after all, an illegitimate child.

Wilson was overjoyed at the time. "Did you really get the trophy, Amber?"

"Without a doubt. Allow me to demonstrate."

Therefore, Wilson forgot about Emma and followed Amber away.

"Dad!" Emma exclaimed quietly.

Wilson, unfortunately, did not hear it. Emma recognized Amber's smug expression and understood what she meant.

Amber was attempting to explain to Emma that she was an illegitimate child who was unwelcome in this family.

"You aren't Amber!" Emma yelled. She didn't think the woman in front of her was Amber. After all, she had witnessed Amber's death with her own eyes. "Can you tell me who asked you to do this?"

The woman replied with a click of her tongue, "Emma, you are so arrogant. Yes, as you stated, I am not that bright, so I let you, a murderer who murdered her father and sister, bully me in this way. But you pushed me too hard, Emma, so I had to fight back. Outsiders say you're virtuous, but is this true? Did you and Owen have nothing to do with each other at first? Or were you two planning to murder Amber at the time? We'll find out soon."

With those words, the woman opened her bag, and a slew of pages flew through the air, scattering across the roof.

The page was thin, but it was dense with stories.

It was claimed that Emma teamed up with her brother-in-law, Owen, and murdered her father and sister five years ago. Their relationship was strange after that. Owen had affairs with a variety of women, but Emma didn't seem to mind. In private, she made every effort to threaten and expel those women. Emma, of course, was unfaithful to her husband. She met David in private, and they seemed to get along well. She even met some attractive men in bars and walked into the hotel with them.

Obviously, Owen and Emma cheated on each other.

When Owen saw the photos, the veins on his forehead stood out.

"Laurel, Emma!" He roared, his eyes turning bright red. "You said you had nothing to do with David? So, why are you standing so close to him in the photo? What about these gentlemen? You deceived me."

Emma opened her mouth and quickly grabbed Owen's hand. "Allow me to explain, Owen. These are all forgeries. I'm not crazy about them. I was just annoyed with you and needed to unwind. I didn't expect..."

"f**k it!"

Owen pushed Emma away, disgusted. He had not anticipated being duped by his wife.

Emma was at a loss for words at this point. She was aware that Owen had slept with numerous women. She had endured it numerous times before losing her cool. He, on the other hand, didn't seem to care. Instead, he carried on doing whatever he pleased.

He once enticed her by saying, "Those are all for entertainment purposes. You are free to do whatever you want if you do not like them."

She could, in fact, do whatever she wanted. He would turn a blind eye to whatever she did, but she would be tired one day.

She was so angry that she tried to sleep with other men, but unfortunately, she failed to do that.

She loved Owen so much that she couldn't bear the thought of cheating on him.

When she saw this, she burst out laughing. She sarcastically looked at Emma and said, "Didn't you say I was cheap, Emma? But you're even worse than I am. At least in one way, I'm superior to you. I prefer money to him."

Emma adored Owen, but he was just a playboy.

"Shut up, you b***h!" Owen was enraged. After all, his wife had cheated on him, and his lover had stated that she valued money more than he did.

The most important thing was that he had embarrassed himself in front of so many people.