Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 67

“Adelaide

“Do we have the approval that we need from the author?” I asked John, one of my writers on this project. “We can’t add this Samuel part, because if we do then we run the risk of angering the fans of the book. We have to keep it as close to the raw material as possible.”

The script had been fully finalized months ago and the actors had been given their scripts. Gabriel fell in love with Samuel. and I knew that he would smash the role. When we chose to recast the female lead, Annabeth, I wasn’t sure about picking up Tiffany LeMonte. But from what I had seen at the table read a few weeks back she was going to be amazing.

She was a fresh new face and I had been worried about what she would be like next to Gabriel but the girl was holding her

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I decided to have this meeting at my new favorite Thai restaurant. It was a far better setting than just being by the studio. I was cooped up there and I was in need of fresh air.

“I can give Emma a ring and see, but it should all be fine.”

I nodded. “I just want to stay as true to her work as possible. This is her baby and we need to make sure that her fan base loves the movie as much as they do the books.”

It was a hard task. More often than not when a book is adapted to become a movie the movies usually flop. Many of the fans are left bitter and angry. The only truly successful book adaptations were series like Harry Potter. They kept true to the story and made sure to include all the little things that were instrumental to the story.

John nodded, his bushy eyebrows pulling together. “I need to also make sure that we get the sex scenes correct. Have you had a chance to look over everything?”

“Yes I have, I even sent the-wait a minute. I looked over John’s shoulder to see a mop of blonde hair walking into the

restaurant.

Angela.

I hadn’t seen her since dinner at my house and she told us about her past. To be honest I could have gone a few years without seeing her and I would have been just fine.

She was stunning in a slim-fit power suit and mostly natural face. I hated that she was stunning, it only made me want to hate her more.

Don’t judge me, the woman was coming on to my husband and I knew it. At least Damon had agreed that he would not speak to her as much to help ease my ‘insecurities’ but in my defense, I had a right to feel this way. It wasn’t my husband. who I didn’t trust but her.

“Are you okay?” Jolin broke me free from the internal monologue that had me looking just a little bit psycho. He turned to look over his shoulder to where Angela was taking a seat at the corner table with an equally stunning woman. “Wow.”

I frowned. “What do you mean wow?”

“I mean that she is stunning.” he said in a breathy tone. “Women like that are-oh sorry.”

He turned to face me and immediately shut his mouth. I was sure that the frown on my face was evidence enough that I didn’t like har gawking at her.

“Umm,” he coughed trying to play it all off. “Do you know her?”

My eyes shifted back to her travel where she was laughing “Unfortunately, yes I do.”

I was about to look away when her eyes lifted and caught my gaze. She didn’t even look surprised to see me. She just raised her hand in the air and offered me a small

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Great. Now I needed to be nice back.

I smiled and lifted my hand.

Her friend then moved her gaze to me, seeing that her lunch date was a little preoccupied. I didn’t miss the sight and that she sent me way before she corrected her features and smiled.

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1 stood from my seat. “I’ll be right back.”

“You aren’t going to like fight, right?” John looked at me a little nervous,

“Why would you think that?”

“Well, you kind of look a little pissed off”

“I’m not,” I said a little too harshly. “Sorry. I’m just going to say hi. I’ll be back.”

“Oh okay.” He didn’t look entirely convinced but he didn’t stop me either.

1 made my way toward the two women at the table. I made sure to keep the smile etched on my face. I wanted to go with friendliness Damon wanted me to be more understanding. So I would try his method first and see how it worked out for me -1 had little to no faith in it

“Angela, so good to see you again.” I greeted her as soon as I came to a halt by the table. “Hello, I’m Adelaide Steyn” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

1 extended my hand to her friend. The woman stared at my hand like it was going to bite her or something but eventually,

she shook it.

“Melissa, nice to meet you” She then looked at her friend. “How do you two know each other?”

“I’m friends with her partner. Damon Steyn. You know, the guy who owns one of the top 3 development firms in America”

“Oh my God, I met him like three years ago in Ibiza, he was such a vibe.” Melissa giggled a little. “We went onto his yacht for a party.”

I cleared my throat feeling just the slightest bit uncomfortable. “That’s interesting. Well, my husband used to have a little bit of a wild side.”

“Husband?” Melissa’s green eyes went to my left hand which was graced by my immaculate ring from my man. I saw the way her eyes lit up hungrily at the rock on my finger. “You’re married to Damon? I heard he had a wedding because he got some whore pregnant

Her voice trailed off as she saw my face and she didn’t finish that statement.

Hmm, it looked like birds of the same feather truly did flock together.

“Well, I can assure you that Damon is happily married,” I said through a tight smile. “He has been very happy for the past year now,”

“Hmm, happy?”

Of course, Angela just had to give her opinion where it was not needed. “Last I checked you were neglecting the very man who made you.”

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“I’m sorry, made me?” Was she for real right now?

“Come now. Adelaide.” She tilted her head to the side in an almost empathetic fashion. “Do you honestly think that you’re where you are because of your pure raw talent?”

She really had some nerve.

“You’re only in this position because your husband is well-known and well-connected. The Steyn mane carries so much weight across the country anyone with it can magically

open doors”

“How dare you.”

Tm only speaking facts, sweetie.” The way she said sweetie sounded so demeaning. “You’re not a self- made woman, no matter how hard those articles try to paint you as one.”

Regardless of this woman’s story, I knew she was mean underneath the façade she tried to put on for my husband I was about to blow up at her when a thought climbed into my head.

“You read up on me?” I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest.

“You read up on the lowly dependent wife of the self-made billionaire. And do you want to know why? You’re jealous, Angela. You’re jealous that I have the man and you don’t. You’re jealous of The way he stares at me every time I’m in the room. You’re jealous because you know you can never have him in that way.”

She bit down on her tongue, her jaw locking in place. “I don’t want your man.”

I placed my left hand on the table making sure that both of them saw my ring clearly, “Oh, but you do. And whatever gam you’re playing at you’re going to lose. I have him and I never plan on letting him go”

I stood to my full height making sure to lock my eyes with hers.

“Bon appetit, ladies.” I swiveled on my heel and made my way back to my table.

That was what she got for trying to piss on my territory. My man was my man and he belonged to no one else.

If Angela wanted to tango then I would allow her to. I had dealt with far stronger women than her and come out on top. She didn’t scare me.

But I wished I hadn’t underestimated her as much as I did. Because what I didn’t know was when Angela came swinging, the came swinging hard.