The Girl Who Stole My Boyfriend Is About to Marry a Billionaire, So I Stole the Billionaire Chapter 07

The Girl Who Stole My Boyfriend Is About to Marry a Billionaire, So I Stole the Billionaire Chapter 07

When I woke up the next morning, Sebastian was already at the hospital with his grandfather. On the nightstand, there 

was a vase of fresh roses. 

I smiled. He really knew how to make a girl feel special. 

I lay in the huge bed and called Chloe. 

My voice was hoarse. 

Chloe knew immediately. “You lucky girl. Tell me everything. Who’s better, your new husband or that scumbag Jason?” 

“Don’t even mention that loser.” 

I rolled my eyes and stretched my sore back. 

“Sebastian is better at everything. But this all happened so 

fast. I feel like I’m going to wake up any second.” 

“Chloe, let’s go shopping. The most expensive stores. I’m buying.” 

“My husband gave me so much money, I need to spend it before I wake up. Let me live out my rich wife fantasy.” 

Chloe shrieked. “Yes! My rich best friend. Wait for me.” 

We hit the most exclusive luxury stores. Designer bags. Haute 

couture. 

Buy, buy, buy. We were having the time of our lives. 

I had just picked up a limited–edition bag and was about to pay when someone snatched it out of my hand. 

It was Victoria Sinclair. The same Victoria who’d been in the hotel with Jason the day before. 

She was admiring the bag. “I’ll take this one. Wrap it up.” 

I grabbed it back. “Excuse me. I saw it first.” 

Victoria looked me up and down like I was something dirty. 

Before she could say anything, Jason walked in behind her. He 

did a double take when he recognized me. 

“Emily? What are you doing here?” 

“Are you crazy? Do you even know how much you make? You’re looking at bags that cost tens of thousands?” 

“Give the bag back to Ms. Sinclair. This isn’t something we can 

afford. I never knew you were so materialistic.” 

Chloe kicked Jason hard. “Shut your mouth. Cheaters and 

homewreckers should rot.” 

Jason stumbled and hit the floor face–first. 

He got up, snarling. “Chloe, you lunatic. Just because you’re a 

kickboxing instructor doesn’t mean I’m scared of you. Who’s cheating? Who’s a cheater?” 

“Ms. Sinclair is a client at my company. We’re clean. Only dirty minds see dirty things.” 

Jason’s fake innocent act made me sick. 

I regretted not kicking down that hotel door yesterday. 

Jason snatched the bag out of my hands and handed it to 

Victoria with a groveling smile. “Ms. Sinclair, this is my 

girlfriend, Emily Carter. She has no right to compete with you 

for a bag. Don’t worry about her.” 

Victoria looked at me like I was an idiot. 

She smiled smugly. “Are you sure you want to fight me on. this? With one word, I can have your boyfriend fired.” 

“Then please, fire him immediately.” 

I wasn’t going to let her push me around. I grabbed the bag back and handed it to the sales clerk. “Wrap this up. I’m buying it.”