"It was a mistake Everly, I never wanted any of this to happen, the sex, the pregnancy" she remarked. 

"Don't call it a mistake; you had a choice; you could have gone home instead of staying and hanging out with him, you could have refused to drink with him, but instead you stuffed yourself and got drunk.You had the option, but you chose this" 

"And I regret it, Everly, I regret every single second of that day," Brielle sobbed. 

Everly Carter finally thought she had gotten the luxurious life she had dreamt of endlessly for herself when she killed her best friend, Brielle in a heated argument when she found out that she was pregnant for her boyfriend Devan Hunter, and agreed to get into a contracted marriage with Her Billionaire Boss, Leo Walton, who caught her in the act. 

She thought the betrayal from her best friend and Devan had catapulted her into a future she had always wished for, not knowing Leo Walton, her contracted husband is not what he seemed to be. 

Will Everly be able to tame the wild billionaire beast Leo, who treated her like she doesn't exist, or will she get tired and crawl back to her Ex, whom she once left devastated?

Web Of Deception:A Billionaire Game

　　The night sky was a clear, beautiful one that had thousands of tiny dots scattered around it with the moon standing out in the middle of them all.


　　The moonlight poured its soft silvery glow endlessly into the garden, pushing the darkness of the night away and casting shadows of the flowering plants in the garden and also that of Everly and Allison who were seated together on the wooden bench in the middle of the garden.


　　Their faces glowing from the moonlight that bathed them, highlighting the features of their faces. The expression they had on their face was a peaceful one, hinting at the fact that they were enjoying the tranquility of the still night.


　　The silence of the night wrapped around then in a comforting quiet way that was occasionally being broken by the rustling sound of the leaves as the gentle night breeze brushes through them, the distant hooting of owls and other night birds, and the rhythmic chorus of the night insects, and their soft chirping.


CHAPTER 189