Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 718

Renee’s POV

Friday arrived with the taste of a quiet promise.

Well-dressed people.

Calculated lighting.

Glasses that never stayed empty.

Conversations that sounded casual but were really résumés in disguise.

I had received an invitation to an art exhibition in Florentia.

Not one of those small events with half a dozen acquaintances and lukewarm wine.

This was one of those crowded nights full of rich people and expensive drinks, held in a curated gallery that knew how to make its own name sound like a password.

It was always good to go.

My work had been solving my temporary money problem, but beauty and youth have an expiration date.

I wasn’t in the habit of betting everything on a single solution.I had plans. And yes, a rich husband was still at the top of the list.

An excellent option.

end, the world forgives almost anything when you’re in the right place beside the right man. I went into the living room, where

going out tonight,” I said in the sweet voice that works better than

She looked

“Are you going to work?”

meeting some people,” I

will

grew serious, like she was learning to read the world through

are you coming back?” “Before you go to sleep,” I lied with the calm of someone offering a blanket.She accepted the lie

Because they need to.

The babysitter arrived right on time and I

Nothing excessive.

“Dinner at eight.Bath at

ma’am,” she replied. I crouched down, smoothed

“Be good,” I asked, like the problem in our lives

and left. The drive to

streetlights, the curves, the kind of scenery that stays beautiful even

I parked nearby and

had that discreet

tall doors, staff dressed in

Everything clean.

Everything controlled.

check, where a receptionist smiled with