Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

Elle was on her way to Sandro’ room where she thought about doing the rest of her work, because the man had been away from the palace. He practically left all his wealthy castle at her mercy, Elle glided the staircase and searched every other room with the excuse of doing inspection. Numerous men had been working by now in the castle, leaving more time and opportunity for Elle to skim around and find her desired stuff. The woman dawdled towards the room on the third floor, which was being painted in pink by the men. ‘Let’s see what other secrets are you hiding, you fucker!’ Elle strode in the room which came across her right hand at first, it was empty since the men began to do the outside wall. Hence she got enough time to inspect and inquire stuff, the woman rushed towards the cupboard and glanced back at the door to prevent anyone’s arrival. ‘There should be something which can prove Sandro’ dirty deeds, I have to collect some evidence for his punishment.’ She aimed to do some investigation and find some clues and things which could possibly belong to Sandro exclusively. So, later on she could use them against him after Richardson saves her. The woman carefully opened the wardrobe and skimmed through his clothes, however the fact made her stunned that Sandro had only black clothes in his cupboard of that room. Was it some kind of hint or perhaps just a casual collection of black suits? Nonetheless she rattled through his stuff but could not find anything, which deep down annoyed her. It was the moment when the chief of the guards walked inside and Elle saved her ass from a close shave minute. The woman had been walking towards the window when he walked inside, hence it saved Elle from being a gold digging suspect. ‘Phew! That was close, but I should be able to find anything along with some way out of this castle. Does it have some secret passages like in movies?’ She thought to herself upon the very idea and headed outside the room. Elle wondered if the ‘ruined renovation’ was enough to drive Sandro mad or he would just again let her slip through this. ‘Ugh! This castle has plenty of rooms, I should skim around to find something.’ She headed towards the other room which might contain something important for her, the woman had no idea that on the other hand Sandro had been manipulating her fiance. The very same man whom Elle thought she could rely upon after her abduction. But hereby I ask you, was Richardson a reliable man? -.-.-.-.-.- Back there in Canada Sandro proposed the possible solution to the whole ruckus, which shook Richie to the core but Sandro sounded reasonable. Richardson stared at his cousins blankly and then spoke in a loud tone, he was genuinely shocked at Sandro’ statement. But that was the only solution which the paparazzi would believe and the news headlines won’t make fun of. “Postpone? I should be looking for my fiance, well let’s assume that she ran away with someone else… I still want her back, okay!” Richie yelled at his cousin, while luckily the whole cabin was sound proof or else the word would already have been gotten out. On the other hand the staff outside the cabin had already rescheduled Richie’s fifth meeting for that day. They could not afford to pressure their boss when he was in a bad mood and going through crises. “But why do you want her if she has already dumped you? Or perhaps let’s assume that is not the case.” Sandro tried to reason out for the sake of ‘reasoning out’ since he could not go all pessimistic and expect his cousin not to suspect him. Richie halted the movements of his hands right there and threw his tired body back on the sofa, he did not know anymore and talking to Sandro had been giving him mixed ideas and thoughts. “Sandro, you know brother… you aren’t helping me at all with this shit.” Richie sighed and inhaled deeply afterwards while raking through his hair, he could not think of anything anymore other than obliging to the solution Sandro proposed. “What do you think is the case then?” Sandro was already waiting for the shit to come since he knew that Richie had started to believe in him. The man smirked and decided to play his final card. “Well, to be true Richie… I don’t know what your fiance thought and where she is at the moment, but one thing is certain… you have to postpone your wedding.”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g