Page 17 of Billionaire Grump


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My phone dings with an incoming message. I take it out of my pocket, preparing to ignore yet another blocked call from Margot.

But it’s Noah.

I just heard from Cleo. It’s a go

The deal’s off. It was a ridiculous idea. I’m going solo

Three dots appear immediately to tell me he’s typing back.

Nice try. Cleo’s having a drink with the lead candidate as we speak and she’s willing to do it. Two hundred up front

I said the deal’s off

Did we actually agree on those numbers?

More dots.

Apparently she’s hot AF

Damn it. Something in me twitches.

Cleo says you’re the “luckiest grump on the planet” to get this girl to agree to it

Who is she?

She wants to start out with first names only

Why? Is she on the FBI’s Most Wanted list? She knows my last name, I’m assuming

Cleo tried to convince her you’re cool but she’s cautious

I guess that’s fair enough.

It’s too late to back out, bro. She said she’ll be ready on Friday afternoon. Just name the time and place

I can’t believe I’m considering this

Cleo says to tell you this girl is (direct quote) “waaaaaaaay out of your league.” She’s ordering me to tell you that you have to promise to be nice to her. Where do you want her to meet you?

Now I’m curious. Out of my league? I’m a billionaire. I’m ripped as fuck since I have nothing else to do when I’m not in the office besides work out like a maniac and swim laps in the Olympic-sized pool on the roof garden of my penthouse. I’m also hung like a fucking Trojan. I won the lottery on a lot of levels but especially that one.

I want to meet the girl who’s “out of my league.”

Dude, you owe me big time

There’s a photo attached to his text.

Is this her?

Duh. Yes. Her name is Ivy

Ivy.

I zoom in on the photo.

Hell.

She’s young. She looks younger than twenty-three, in fact, and it makes me wonder where her parents are. Do they know she’s accepting fake dates with men for money? Is she desperate? Is she okay?

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