BILLIONAIRE'S LOVE

Chapter 125: Cheating?



Chapter 125: Cheating?

"What the freaking hell?" Alexi shouted as she stands on her bed.

Martin opened his eyes and looked at Alexi.

"What are you doing here?" Alexi shouted.

"What's going on here?" Samantha and Johnson came running inside the room.

"Johnson?" Alexi asked with her wide eyes.

"When did you both came?" Samantha and Johnson asked at a time.

"Umm... I... I don't know." Alexi answered abd Samantha frowned.

"First, get down from the bed." Samantha said and Alexi nodded.

She got down from the bed and Samantha looked at her.

"When did you came last night?" Samantha asked.

"Why Johnson is still here? Didn't he go home last night?" Alexi asked.

"Lexi, answer my question first." Samantha said.

"Fine but I don't know the answer too." Alexi replied.

"What?" Samantha asked.

"SIL, last night Alexi slept in the car on the way of coming to the Penthouse. So, I didn't disturb her. I took her in my arms and bought her to Penthouse." Martin answered.

"Then, why didn't you went back again?" Aleci asked.

"Umm... You were holding my hand tightly in your grip and not letting me go. So, I sat there until you leave my hand but you didn't and I don't know when I drift off to sleep." Martin answered.

"It's fine, Martin. Don't worry." Samantha replied with a small smile.

"Bro, what are you doing here?" Martin asked and Samantha, Johnson looked at each other.

"Umm... He..." Johnson cut off Samantha in mid-sentence.

"I just wanted to stay here for the night." Johnson replied abd Samantha looked up at him.

"Ohhh..." Alexi replied.

"We will leave now. We have a meeting too." Johnson said and Samantha nodded.

"Let's go." Johnson said to Martin nodded and walked towards him.

"See you, SIL." Martin said.

"See you." Samantha replied.

"See you." Johnson said as he kissed Samantha's forehead.

"Yeah... Drive safe." Samantha replied and Johnson nodded.

They both walked out of the penthouse while Alexi plopped down on the couch.

"He stayed here last night?" Alexi asked Samantha.

"Yes." Samantha replied as she walked upstairs.

"Tell me the reason too and then go." Alexi said.

"What reason?" Samantha asked as she turned around.

"Why did he stayed here last night?" Alexi asked with a wink.

"He told the reason I guess right?" Samantha asked and Alexi rolled her eyes.

"Come on, sis... Tell me... Did you both... Ahem... You know, what I mean?" Alexi asked.

"Idiot... No... Nothing happened between us." Samantha replied and Alexi laughed.

"Shut up. Don't laugh." Samantha said but Alexi laughed hardly.

"What if I ask you the same? You even have Hickeys on your neck." Samantha said with a smirk and Alexi looked Samantha with her wide-eyes.

"Wh... What?" Alexi asked with a shocked face and Samantha laughed.

"Go to your room and look in the mirror. You will know yourself." Samantha replied as she tried to control her laugh.

"Sis... Don't laugh. It's embarrassing." Alexi said and Samantha nodded.

"Yeah... Sure!" Samantha replied but she again laughed out hardly.

"Sam... Please." Alexi said.

"Fine. I am stopped." Samantha replied.

"Yeah..." Alexi said nervously.

"Look at Anna. I have an important meeting to attend. After she woke up. Make her bath, okay?" Samantha asked.

"Yeah... I will look at her." Alexi answered and Samantha nodded and walked upstairs to her room.

Samantha directly got into the restroom and got showered.

After the shower, she walked out of the restroom and walked inside the Walk-in closet.

She took out an expensive white suit and wire it. Paired it with white shoes and did a light makeup.

She walked downstairs to the kitchen and made breakfast for Alexi, Anna.

"Alexi, I'm leaving. I made breakfast for you both. Have it before it gets cold." Samantha yelled.

"Yeah... Goo." Alexi replied from upstairs.

Samantha grabbed an apple from the table and walked out of the penthouse eating an apple.

Soon, she reached the floor and saw Quency waiting for Samantha at the Elevator.

"Good Morning, Sam." Quench said.

"Good morning, Quency. Is everyone here?" Samantha asked.

"Yes, they are in the conference room." Quench replied and Samantha nodded.

Samantha and Quency walked towards the conference room and opened the door of it.

Samantha walked inside with a serious face but as soon as she walked inside her eyes landed on Johnson and a smile spreads on her face but she covered it somehow.

"Good Morning, Ms. Samantha." Everyone greeted her.

"Good morning. Please have a seat." Samantha replied and sat on the head chair.

"As you all know, we are soon going to start the renovation of this headquarters. So, I want you all to make sure to promote our hotel that it's in under renovation. Is that clear?" Samantha asked seriously.

"Yes, Ms. Samantha." Everyone replied.

"Good. And about Julie's resort. I am giving the renovation contract of Julie's Resort to the Davis Interiors. I hope, you will not let me down?" Samantha asked Johnson seriously.

"No, I will not. Ever." Johnson replied with the same serious face.

"But, Davis interiors are already having a huge work, Ms. Julie. The resort opening will become late if we give this resort to Davis interiors." A department manager said.

"I don't mind the resort opening late but I want the things to be perfect with the resort. I trust Davis Interior. So, I hope you don't give me suggestions." Samantha said and the man nodded.

"Sorry, Ms. Samantha." The man replied and just then the conference room got opened and Damon walked inside with a serious face.

"Bastard, you cheated on Samantha?" Damon shouted at Johnson as he clutched Johnson's coler.

"What are you talking about, Uncle Damon?" Johnson asked.

"Shut the hell up, Johnson." Damon again shouted.

"Uncle Damon, trust me." Johnson replied.

"No... You cheated on Samantha." Damon shouted at Johnson.

"Uncle Damon, what are you talking about?" Samantha asked.

"Yes, I am saying the truth. He cheated on you, Samantha." Damon shouted making everyone eyes widened in the conference room.


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