Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Ophelia rolled her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Stay away from Tassach, he's mine."
Ophelia looked gloomy and said, "Miss King, you should know that Mr. Conduibh and I are just ordinary friends. Don't get me
involved in your affairs. You should tie him up with a rope if you can, or I'll have to contact him because he's my boss."
She said as she went outside of the bathroom, leaving Gracie behind.
Gracie's beautiful face now looked twisted. She looked into the mirror and murmured, "You smug woman. I'll make you lose
everything you have someday."
She took out her phone and dialed a number. After it was connected, she asked, "Is it Alicia Gold? I need you to investigate
someone for me. I will send you the details. I need you to take pictures of her with another man."
Before the one on the other side of the phone said anything, Gracie added, "I promise you this is going to be super rewarding, as
long as you can get the picture I want."
The man said a few words, and then Gracie continued, "That's it. I'll be waiting for your good news. You've always been a great
help to me. Don't let me down this time."
She added a few more words before she went out of the bathroom.
She got out and regained her grace and elegance. She went back to her seat in the chamber and smiled. "Sorry, everyone. My
belly just felt a bit funny. Here is for everyone. Please accept my apology."
The others got up and drank.
Relaxation and comfort were in the air at the table. A few hours later, they finally got to talk about the contract. Barrett wanted to
bargain, but he had given up when he heard that Ophelia was Zach's wife. His attitude towards him had changed ever since. He
signed his name on the contract almost without hesitation.
After both parties signed, Barrett smiled at Opheliaand said, "Ophelia, I'll treat you alone someday, why don't you bring Mr.
Chambers over?"
Ophelia smiled decently and replied diplomatically, "It's not my decision to make, but I'll tell him. He would come if there isn't too
much work for him to do."

Barrett smiled loudly and said, "Thank you. Please don't get me wrong. I just wanted to make friends with Mr. Chambers, and I
want nothing from him. If this doesn't work out, maybe it is because we had no interest with each other. Then we'll just wait for a
better chance."
Barrett had left a good impression on Ophelia. The man was straightforward and generous. He was very bold while at the same
time, he treated all his friends and awarded them very fairly. That was why she said "yes" for Zach.
"Mr. Stone, he certainly has the time for a meal. It's just that he is too busy with our business and has to attend all kinds of social
events every two or three days. By the time he is free, he only wants to take a rest at home."
"Just let it be. I'll call you when I have time someday, and then you call Mr. Chambers."
Ophelia nodded.
After chatting with each other for a while, they said goodbye to each other and left.
As soon as they get in the car, Gracie said, "You have a lot of clout on him. I think he agreed to sign the contract so soon
because they wanted to approach Mr. Chambers through this. You're such a great publicist. Other people have to compromise
with us when you're with us because they want to flatter you."
Ophelia looked at the front and didn't reply.
Gracie had a quick temper. She was a very proud girl and had been the focus of others ever since she was a kid. Being
constantly ignored by Ophelia made her hate this woman so much.
"Tassach, you should fire all the other employees and kept Ophelia alone. She would be fine as long as she's Zach's wife. Her
husband runs one of the biggest companies in the city. There's a whole city of people who can't wait to flatter her. Ophelia can be
the trump card of our company."
Tassach drove quietly and ignored Gracie. He didn't like this woman, partly because she just couldn't stop talking to herself no
matter under what circumstances.
"Tassach, can you at least say something?"
Tassach finally opened his mouth and said, "You're annoying."
Gracie's face blushed and paled. She was so embarrassed.

"Tassach... how can you..."
"Gracie, I know you're pretty, and I believe there are lots of men who had affection for you because of your good look." Tassach
suddenly said.
Gracie glanced at him out with a surprised look.
Tassach then continued, "But you're not my type. I don't like calculating girls. I love pretty women, and I have my definition of
pretty. You look good, but that's all. There's nothing better in you that attracts me."
That was almost the biggest insulting for her.
He said she had nothing but a good look, and that was to say that she was of no better use. She could only make a trophy wife,
at most.
For those women whose only pursuit was beauty, this might sound like a compliment, but Gracie found it so insulting. She had a
great family background and a nice appearance. She graduated from a world-renowned university. She could get any job she
wanted if she wanted, but she chose to humble herself and be a Design Director. However, instead of being grateful, Tassach
just said that she could at most be a trophy wife.
She couldn't stand it anymore.