The Billionaire's Heir

Chapter 13

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"The pictures on your screen are that of the newlywed billionaire and his wife, enjoying their honeymoon in Hawaii. They were married two days ago." Their pictures from yesterday afternoon, when they were on their private beach, were displayed on to the screen. He was holding her close right before he had kissed her.

"Looking at these pictures, one can take them to be quite in love. However, the reason behind their marriage is a scandalous one. There are talks in the elite society about the background to which his wife belongs. It is believed that this marriage only took place because Bianca Wilson was pregnant with his child and had used that as a means to be a part of the Salvay family."

"What rubbish." Luke spat, still holding the phone to his hear. "How the hell did they get those pictures?"

"No idea, brother. I thought that the guards you'd arranged were responsible and would prevent something like this from happening."

"Clearly not." He said through his teeth. "I'll call you later." He hung up without waiting for a reply.

Next he dialed the number of one of his guards who had been staying in the room just opposite theirs to monitor everyone and anyone who came to their room.

"In my room. Now." He ordered curtly and disconnected the call.

His attention fell back upon the woman on the TV screen. "For someone like Mr. Luke Salvay, whose company is an important part of the New York Stock Exchange, who is known to do business to make the maximum profits; this scandal could tarnish his reputation."

He shook his head. What they were saying wasn't the truth, but he had expected this to happen. That is why he wanted to keep their marriage a private affair, just to avoid media scrutiny and unwanted complications.

"He has had a history of dating women that belong to the elite society just like him. Then how did he end up marrying someone who wasn't anywhere near close to his social rankings? The woman has clearly used his child to crawl her way into the buzz of the high society. Marrying someone rich is the easiest way to become rich after all."

He turned the TV off and threw the remote on the couch, not caring when it bounced off it and landed on the floor.

When he heard the knock on the door, he took a deep breath in a failed attempt to calm himself down and opened it to allowed Jack to step in.

"Have you heard the news?" He asked calmly, inside he felt anything but.

"Yes, sir. I-"

"How the hell do reporters get past 5 guards whose jobs were to make sure we avoid a situation like this?!" He didn't care to contain his anger.

All his guard could do was look down in shame.

"Inform the other four. We're leaving in an hour." He shut the door once his guard left and walked to the bedroom. Bianca had just gotten out of bed, her body hidden under the white covers she kept in place by clutching it to her chest in a small fist. The sudden entry of Luke startled her a little.

She was going to greet him morning but the look on his face said that his morning had been anything but good so far.

"What's wrong?" She asked immediately.

"Get dressed. We're leaving, now." He started gathering all their things from the room.

"But why?" She was confused at the sudden change. His movements were like that of someone in a hurry.

"Just get dressed. We leave in an hour."

"Luke but I thought we still have two more days here," she trailed off when he looked at her.