Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Chapter 6 Get in Later?

Ophelia got rid of the bath towel and put on the dress she wore earlier. Then she wrote a note and put it beside the bed, and left the luxurious presidential suite without looking back.

The next day, Ophelia was awakened by the ringtone of her mobile phone while she was still sleeping. Picking up her phone in a daze, she checked on the screen to see the caller ID. It was Zachariah.

“Hey, Mr. Chambers, what’s the matter?” Ophelia answered the phone in a sleepy voice, “Ophelia, why did you leave last night?” Zachariah was obviously in a bad mood.

What Ophelia did best was to appease Zachariah.

“I saw you were in sound sleep last night. I couldn’t fall asleep for a while, so I left earlier so as not to disturb your sleep. Oh, what is wrong? We just didn’t see each other for a moment, are you missing me already?”

Ophelia tried to change the subject.

“Come to Chambers Group at noon. Let’s have lunch together.” Zachariah ordered directly.

Ophelia laughed, “So you really miss me, although we haven’t seen each other for just hours.”

“Drive to the company at noon. We will go for lunch together.” Zachariah said coldly and hung up the phone. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Throwing her iPhone onto the bed directly, Ophelia got up to choose the clothes and shoes to wear today. At last, she chose a yellow dress and a pair of 15cm high stiletto heels.

After changing the clothes, she put on a light makeup. Then she looked in the mirror and snapped her fingers with satisfaction.

“Perfect! Ophelia, you look absolutely amazing.” Ophelia said to the mirror.

Ophelia looked pretty good and some might even regard her as a rare beauty, with a pair of lovely charming eyes and a typical V-shaped face. Besides, she had a small and straight nose, red lips, and a slender figure. She looked like a seductive vixen. Maybe Zachariah chose her as his wife that day because of her flawless appearance, apart from the fact that she looked like Cora.

After all, men love beautiful women. Since he had to choose a woman he did not love to be his wife, at least he should choose the one who was obedient and appealing to eyes.

Ophelia carried the newly released Louis Vuitton bag and got into the newly bought Audi car in her stiletto heels. She drove away from the residence and headed toward the Chambers Group. Then she entered the parking lot of the building as usual, as she was quite familiar with it.

After parking the car, Ophelia walked into the building, swinging the key in her hand. The receptionist saw her and said very politely, “Hello, Mrs. Chambers.”

“Ariella, your makeup is very beautiful today. Your skin seems to have improved quite a lot. Did you use the skincare product I recommended?” Ophelia said with a smile.

Ariella Porter touched her face and replied, “You do have a good taste. I really feel that my complexion has improved a lot after using the set of cosmetics you recommended.”

Then she beckoned to Ophelia. As Ophelia leaned in, Ariella whispered, “Madam, you have to be more careful. Miss Robertson is here again.”

Amaya Robertson was the only daughter of entertainment tycoon Hendrix Robertson. She was tall and slim, with good work performance. She is recently in charge of Robertson’s joint project with Chambers. As Amaya came to the company so often, there was a rumor spreading, that Amaya was

going to replace her as Zachariah’s future wife. But only she knew that Amaya was actually dating someone else, a man her father Hendrix did not like.

The smile on the corner of Ophelia’s mouth remained unchanged, “That’s good to know. It has been a long time since I dined with her last time. What a coincidence. I’d better meet her now.”

Waving her hand, Ophelia walked into the elevator with her head held high, like a beautiful and confident peacock.

She pressed the button, and soon reached the 20th floor. Getting out of the elevator, Lisa, Zachariah’s secretary, went up to greet her, “Madam, you are here already. The President is inside with Miss Robertson... Would you like to wait here first?”