Contract Marriage With My Billionaire Wife

[More than a year back]

(Beep beep!)

The abrupt ring of a cell phone pricked her ears.

“What is it Mr. Miller?”

Nathalie asked with piqued irritation to the man on the other side of call, while the big chair swayed around.

“Ma’am, master had a minor heart attack. He’s in hospital please come as soon as possible, ma’am. He’s asking for you.”

The man stammered briefly in one flow, sure he was worried on the call.

“What!?”

She shot up on her seat.

“Is he okay? Which hospital?”

She panicked and within one flow and without a pause she asked all those questions.

The man informed her of the whereabouts and she cut the call. The lady picked up her and donned her grey jacket tucked neatly on the back of the chair.

Again she held the cell phone and called someone sternly.

“Get ready I’ve to go somewhere.”

The glass door of the cabin opened which read ‘Nathalie Lancaster’ in bold letters and below it was written in small font “CEO”.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Who would’ve thought of her becoming a CEO at that young age but with her family status and intellect she was eligible for that seat without a doubt.

She strode through the vast stretched corridor with hands in pockets of her brown jacket. Elegantly she reached the employment area and called out with no trace of mercy or softness.

“Mr. Rhodes, accompany me right now.”

Despite her staff disliked the attitude but again she was the boss probably seen as a lioness or dragon among them.

She ordered and immediately a middle aged man dressed in a grey suit came forward & started to follow towards the elevator.

She stepped inside and without any gesture of tenderness, she informed the man who was standing now a few steps behind her in the elevator.

“To the ground floor Mr. Rhodes.”

The mild mannered assistant immediately reacted.

“Yes Boss!”

The man wiped off his sweat which was tainting his forehead and clicked the button which led them down towards the entrance of Lancaster Group of Industries.

Nathalie strode towards the white limousine piercing the air into two as her golden hair shone bright in the sunlight as her brown suit.

The only heiress of the vast business empire cold, stern, merciless and without the trace of any softness got the call from the personal attendee of her grandfather who was ill and had ended up in hospital again.

The driver opened the car door and her jacket crinkled as she slipped into the car radiating bossy and dangerous vibes, which suited to her business attire very well.

Mr. Rhodes seated in the front with the driver while her voice stuck to the ears of both men.

“To the XXX hospital and press it fast.”

“Yes boss.”

The robotic reply of the

the driver filtered the air as they drove out of the parking lot.

Those few moments provided her some time to slip back onto some memories.

“Ah! Grandfather, why are you doing this to me? Are you really planning on leaving me like mum? You can’t do that, did you forget your promise to live up to a ripe age?”

“You can’t die grampa, I have worked this hard to mold myself into what you wanted me to be. Now when I’m on the heights you want to leave your little girl?”

Her mind was running throughout jumping upon various thoughts. From past till present as they passed every massive building around them on the way.

She tucked her head back and sighed deeply, some lines appeared on her forehead as her brows creased together_just a trace of being worrisome.

Some voices snagged her attention as the car pulled into the parking lot of the hospital. Nathalie opened her eyes and crept out when Mr. Rhodes accompanied her as a persistent bodyguard.

“Miss. Nathalie Lancaster your grandfather Mr. Lancaster is admitted to the hospital twice this month. What happened to him? What did the doctors say?”

A reporter came forward when the cameraman captured the whole scenario shoving a microphone up to her face.

Nathalie didn’t respond, instead hid her eyes behind the black sunglasses. And walked towards the entrance of City Hospital.

“Miss. Nathalie if your grandfather dies will you be the only heiress of such a vast spread business? Are you looking forward to it? Will you be able to handle such a vast empire or are you looking for a collaboration?”

She neglected all their insolent questions.

“Are you willing to marry Mr. Diego?”

This question made her halt in the middle as she turned back and glared at the reporter. This was the hot topic among every newscaster.

The voices faded as she entered and Mr. Rhodes followed her in tow.

“Such a spoiled arrogant brat!”

A female reporter commented and the cameraman added.

“Yeah she is like without emotions not to forget her proud attitude after all she is a rich girl and only heiress but that never brings everything to your feet. That’s the law of nature.”

Reaching the desk she stood silent and rosed a brow at the girl whose eyes were glued to the computer screen, and she completely ignored Nathalie.

Mr. Rhodes saw the rising irritation of his boss and from the idea of losing his job immediately leaped forward towards the lady.

“Excuse me miss. We’re here to meet Mr. Lancaster Can you inform us about his room number, please?”

The lady gazed at him and then towards Nathalie who was standing hands in pockets and expressionless. Her furry jacket was adding fear and cold eyes were giving the girl stares as she levelled her with a deadly scowl.

The girl then looked back at Mr. Rhodes. The man who asked her something was impatiently waiting for her answer, sure he looked like her assistant brought to the edge of terror.