𝑊𝐻𝑂 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈

THE BILLIONAIRE CEO

Mr. Greed, don't forget that you have a meeting here with your appliance," my secretary reminded me.

"I will; I need to finish something," I replied.

"Ok, sir, take your time."

I'm Mr. Greed, a billionaire man. As a strict CEO, once you make a mistake, you are fired; there is no exception. Only my secretary didn't make any mistakes, so she stays at my company.

After the meeting with my appliance, I asked my trusted secretary to take charge of my company. I want to take a vacation in Boracay since I have been planning to go there.

"Secretary, I want you to take charge of my company; while I'm gone, I want to freshen myself from stress," I ask my secretary.

"Sure, Mr. . Greed, have a nice vacation in Boracay," she replied as I walked away.

Two days had passed, and I enjoyed myself at a gorgeous beach. There were so many girls flirting with men like me, but I just ignored them. I don't like flirty girls.

While I was walking, one girl caught my attention. She's pretty, but her feet have some wounds, even without slippers or shoes.

"Miss, are you ok? Why do you have no slippers or shoes to wear? You even got a wound on your feet." The girl looked at me and had nothing to say.

"Miss?" Still no response. I don't know why I caught my attention to this girl, but I can't help myself to help her arggg.

"Come here, miss." I just grab her arm and go to the mall. What's wrong with me? She is still not talking.

We go to the escalator, but her reaction is that she doesn't want to go. This girl is weird; so many people are looking at us that I have no choice but to carry her, as so many people are looking at us.

"Miss, kindly dress her nicely," I ask the manager as she takes the girl into the dressing room. I wait on the sofa.

After finishing dressing, I find her some shoes to wear, but why does she act like a kid? She doesn't even know how to put the shoes on her feet. I put the shoes on her feet, and we went to the restaurant to eat.

This girl is really weird; she acts like a child, and I'm the one taking care of her, arggg. Why did I even catch my attention to this girl?

"You really are a weird girl; even responding to my questions, none of that," I said to her while stressing.

I got annoyed and left her at the restaurant.

I don't know why, but why do I always think of her? I didn't even know her or her name.

A few hours later, I couldn't help but go back to the Restaurants where I left her—I can't even help myself to stop thinking of her.

It's heavily raining this night, and I see her outside in the restaurant. She didn't even hesitate to leave.

"D*ng myself, tssk."

I approached her with an umbrella as I held her hand.
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