My Wicked Billionaire Baby

Molly's POV

"Yes, baby. Of course, I took the documents... I know, but marrying him is part of our plan. "

I brought a cup of iced American coffee and walked to this sexy blonde girl in a miniskirt which just wrapped her ass. She was looking out the window and said to the other end of the phone.

"If I do this, I am entitled to his money. Baby, I love you too. "

I leaned over to put the coffee on the table in front of her, but she looked back abruptly. Her long curly hair caught the coffee cup in the plate and then the coffee fell on the ground and spilled all over the floor.

Everyone in the shop looked in my direction.

She stared at me fiercely and said sweetly to the person on the phone: "Baby, Leon is coming to pick me up soon, I'll call you later."

She threw the phone on the table angrily and yelled at me, "What are you doing! " She was an angel just now, and now she looked like a demon with teeth and claws.

I said in injured tones: "I'm sorry. I'll make another cup for you right away." I hurriedly bent down and picked up the coffee cup with tears in my eyes. I had been working for 10 days in a row. Jim, the manager of the cafe, who was forty-five years old, treated his employees as his personal slaves with low wages. One of his nasty habits was hitting on his female employees while on the job. Thank god, he never hit on me. Although I was a female, I just wasn't his type and was too unattractive to even be bothered with. Yesterday he asked me again: "You have to work a double today. Tisha is sick. I need you to fill in." He liked this always.

I had this terrible day in hell but, obeying Jim's command without complaint, because I needed a salary to pay the rent. And I can't find other better jobs. Yesterday, I worked overtime until 2:00 am. When I arrived at the store at 8 o'clock this morning, I felt very tired and fainted. Jim didn't care about this at all, he only cared about customers.

She folded her hands on her chest and said mockingly: "Sorry?I'm not finished with you yet!

! Look at my shoes, do you know how much? You can't afford those on your year's salary!"

I saw her high heels, which were longer and thinner than chopsticks, were stained with coffee. I have never worn high heels that sparkled like this. My face felt hot.

I heard Jim's growl behind me: "Oh, how many times have I told you, don't be so clumsy!"

Then he looked at the girl with a flat face, and looked at her deep cleavage with his eyes from time to time. "Miss, I'm sorry, I'll make you another cup!"

The girl glanced at him contemptuously.

"I didn't spill it! I quit!" I said this impulsively while looking at his nasty look.

He stared angrily: "You, you..."

At this time,a tall man in a suit opened the door and walked over here. He was very handsome with grey almond eyes, a noble nose, perfectly structured face, and small lips. His hair was pitch black and styled neatly on his head. His shoulders curved from his sharp suit, and his stubble beard was neatly trimmed on his face. He was the definition of 'perfectly handsome'.

The girl regained her angelic appearance. She ran over, put her arms around the man's waist, kissed him on the cheek, and smiled like an innocent child.

"Baby, Leon, you are finally here." His name was Leon? Who was the person on the phone just now? In such an embarrassment, I was still thinking about things that this shoe has nothing to do with me.

The man didn't seem to look at the girl since entering the door. He glanced at the coffee on the ground and then looked at me.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't worry about them, let's go, baby." The girl was about to take the man away, and the man was motionless.

Jim looked at the lovers with a smile on his face, "It's okay, sir, it's all my employee's fault."

He shook the girl's hand and walked towards me. He said softly: "I don't know what happened just now, but I think I should say sorry to you."

Although his eyes were gray, there was orange warmth as the shining sun in them, as if there was also a little blue melancholy. Anyway, he was the special one.

The girl glanced at me dissatisfied, and then took the man who had turned around and walked out of the shop.

"You are fired!" Jim yelled at me, staring fiercely.

I walked out of the coffee shop and didn't know where to go. I looked up at the sky, and the hot sun stung my eyes. I couldn't go home. The landlord would come again today to urge me to pay the rent. I could only sneak back to my apartment in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, I decided to go to the park first, find a quiet place, and continue reading my novel. I sat on a bench and then an old lady with platinum blonde hair sat down beside me.

"Hello, dear." She greeted, kindly.

I noticed she wore very expensive jewelry.

"Hello madam." I greeted back with a small smile. And she opened a newspaper.

About ten minutes later, two big men in black tuxedos approached our bench. They were expressionless, very cold, and seemed to be coming towards me, like the killers in the movie.

I panicked. I was easily frightened.

I almost called for help.