Business Deal Between Mr And Mrs Billionaire

Chapter Thirty-One

Bale stopped as soon as he sighted her, a smirk appearing on his lips, probably at the sight of her miserable expression.

She probably looked like how she felt.

Their gaze locked and he started towards her, the smirk not leaving his face, even when he stopped right in front of her.

“Look at you,” the exultant in his tone was more than evident, “did a dude break your heart?”

She glared at him, fighting back the tears, “mind your fucking business.”

“I was till you came to claim it.” It took her a moment to realize he was talking about the company so she rolled her eyes.

“You're not the only Sincol, you know?” Her voice was hoarse from the amount of tears she'd shed.

“Yeah, but I'm the only one with real business sense.” He said, seeming satisfied with her emotional breakdown. “The only business sense you have is getting guys on your bed.”

Shit. That hurt also. Like he already knew that was what was bothering her.

“I don't know why you even bother trying to become the CEO of any of the companies when you should just continue having sex around.”

Bale was the last person whose words were supposed to get to her, but they did. Because he was right.

He walked past her, but stopped. “I don't know who broke your heart,” he started, “didn't even know a guy could break your heart, but I know you have tons of men you have waiting in line to fuck you so do what you know how to do best.”

Then he left, leaving her to her miserable life.

Just like Greg, he was right. The only thing she was good at was having sex. She was probably the most skilled in bed.

The tears continued rolling freely. Did she seriously want company at the moment?

She just wanted to be alone. She wanted to stay alone with her thoughts and just recall how miserable her life was.

Pivoting, she walked further from her dad's place.

Ivy would be the best person to talk to at the moment, but she didn't want to talk to anyone.

She didn't even want to be home at the moment. Maybe she should just go to the best place where she always calmed herself.

Crying the whole way, she didn't even realize how far it was when she got in front of the ocean she always went to whenever she was stressed.

As soon as she got there, she let it all out.

Three people had let her know how miserable her life was.

First Jack, who she didn't even recall having sex with. Like what?

How could she not even remember the people she had sex with. Gosh, she was one pathetic and miserable slut.

Then Greg, the boyfriend she'd been with the longest. She had dated Greg for that long because he was the only one who didn't mind her having sex with other guys while they were together.

Like seriously. He already knew her to be a slut so he didn't mind her being with more guys that weren't her.

She even talked to him about guys that were her next target.

She ignored the fact the tears were causing her head a disturbing pounding. She needed to let it all go.

She sat on the floor, no longer caring about herself.

The last guy was Bale. She had never really cared about whatever he said to her, but how could it not bother her when he was right.

She lay on the ground, the waves passing through her was what she needed at the moment to remind her how many guys had entered and come out of her.

She closed her eyes and all the images of the guys she'd had sex with just came flowing through her mind.

Slut.

That was all she could think about.

***
“Hey miss, are you okay?” An unfamiliar voice brought her back to consciousness.

She'd fallen asleep. How long had she been asleep for? She recalled thinking and crying till…

She opened her eyes to stare at a male probably her age.

Then she noticed about three more people around her. It was slightly bright so she knew it was in the morning and she probably looked like a psycho.

She sat on the sand, ignoring how dirty her body felt.

“Are you okay?” The male asked again.

She feigned a smile so she could convince them, then nodded. “Yeah, I just want to stay here a little more.”

From the way they looked at her, she could sense they guessed she was homeless. “You sure?”

“Yeah, thanks.”

Hesitantly, they left and she continued with her thoughts.

She lay down back and continued thinking about when she'd had her first sex and she tried calculating the amount of guys she'd had sex with.

Again, pathetic.

She was stupid to have even thought of falling for someone like Drix.

She probably had nothing left in her and he deserved someone who had tons to offer not someone who'd been used by so many guys.