Devil CEO's Contract Lover novel Chapter 2

Sofia POV

Chevy curtly ran up to Natasha and said, "Dont worry, Sofia is a very understanding child, she will not upset you."

In fact, I knew that Chevy didnt owe $5 million in gambling debts at all, and that he had set aside a million for Natasha and Tom!

He found my sacrifice very meaningful, both in helping him pay off his gambling debt and in helping him pay for a good life ahead.

I was disappointed in him to the core.

When we got home from dinner, Natasha observed every room in the house, frowned and said, "This house is so shabby! Chevy, I cant believe you let Tom and I live in such a shabby house! Im not used to it! And there are only two rooms here, where are we going to stay?"

There were obviously four people here, but she completely ignored me. I sat on the corner with my school bag, like this house was never my home.

Natasha came up next to me and smiled, "Youre the older sister, you should know you have to give way to Tom, right? I have an idea. Your father and I will pay for a couch for you. You sleep on the couch and leave your room to Tom. deal?"

She said this without even considering my opinion, just informing me.

I could only say helplessly, "Okay."

Natasha smiled with satisfaction. She turned around and dragged Tom and Chevy into the room and closed the door behind her. I could occasionally still hear their laughter coming from inside the room.

Natasha said, "Why dont we buy a new house? If this house is so dilapidated, we can leave it to Sofia. Shes going to get married sooner or later anyway!"

I think I heard Chevy agree to her request.

This home didnt give me any warmth.

I slept in the chair all night and went out the next day with my school bag. I had actually gotten used to such a day. For 18 years, Chevy either asked me for money to gamble or for living expenses. Its a miracle that I havent broken down after such a life!

My father was really ridiculous at times! If it wasnt for Chevys lack of money before, Im afraid he would have abandoned me as his daughter.

One month later.

Ive been vomiting a lot lately, and I spent half an hour in the bathroom at dinner.

Chevy didnt notice my condition at first, and it wasnt until I was back at the table that he said, falsely, "Sofi, are you sick? Is it bad digestion?"

Natasha was beside herself with indifference.

From the moment she moved into the house, she thought I was a whore who made money off of man-fucking. Having sold my body since I was eighteen, shes always thought I was a disgusting bitch.

I shook my head. The feeling of wanting to vomit kept lingering in my throat. I was so uncomfortable!

Chevy saw my miserable white face, but his expression gradually became happy.

Damon POV

I was in the presidents office looking at information. My Orion Group is a huge business conglomerate with assets in the hundreds of billions of dollars. So even though Im the youngest graduate with a masters degree from Yale, I cant afford to be careless with my work.

After the familiar sound of the phone ringing, I picked up the phone in a cheerful mood.

"Tiffany, how are you doing in France these days?"

"Im fine, Damon, and since Ive been in France, Ive realized that this is the place where I can improve my skills. I think I need four more years of study before I can go back. Youll be waiting for me, wont you?" Tiffanys voice was sweet and pleasant.

"Ill still love you even if you dont study, Tiffany, and Ill wait for you whether you have your own career or not. Since its your choice, Ill choose to respect it."

We chatted intimately for ten minutes before hanging up the phone.

Thats when my secretary knocked on my door, "Sir, Mr. Rittel says he has something important to discuss with you."

"Important? Which Mr. Rittel?" Damon asked.

"The receptionist said his name was Chevy Rittel, and Mr. Rittel said he didnt want to tell anyone else about this important matter, so he could only talk to you alone."

I became somewhat interested in this, and it just so happened that I was having a good day, so I instructed my secretary to call the man in. It didnt take long for a middle-aged man to walk into my office. He was rubbing his hands together and his face was beaming.

"Mr. Rubinstein," he called me flatteringly, "I know you dont know me, but my daughter, Sofia, Im sure you know her."

"Who are you? I dont think I know either of you two. If you dont say what you call important, I think you can get out now." I said coldly.

"Well, Mr. Rubinstein. then I will briefly introduce myself. my name is Chevy Rittel. my daughter, Sofia Rittel, she had a physical transaction with you about a month ago. But now, shes pregnant." Sofia?