Billionaires with Benefits

‘Oh, crap! That fucking pills are on her very hands!’ William’s mind screamed in shock. His eyes popped wide seeing that embarrassing sight.

‘Wait! Why are those pills in the office? Shouldn’t it be addressed to his house?’

William was daydreaming yesterday and wrongly determined the delivery address. He did register three addresses on his amazon account. Home, work, and his parents’ address. Just a wrong tick, all items were addressed to the wrong place.

In the end, this was where those sacred stuff ended. In the hands of the very wrong person.

“Paula?” William asked nervously. All expressions left his face but a total embarrassment.

Paula turned, found William standing still, and immediately wanted a clarification. “Danica said, you ordered ... these things. Do you seriously want to consume this kind of medicine?”

“Pa-Paula,” William tried to explain but he was dumbstruck.

Paula checked the rest of the boxes. There were more tablets from different brands, pills, and even oils. She shook her head, unable to digest what was happening in William’s head.

.....

“Oh, this is crazy!” Paula couldn’t believe her eyes. “It’s all about ...” Paula didn’t have the heart to finish the sentence since there was Danica in the room. “You should read some articles before you buy ... these products, Will! The experts said it won’t work! Never!”

William looked miserable when Paula scolded him that way. He made a huge mistake. Incredibly huge mistake.

“I told Helena it would be a waste of time seeing you!” Paula muttered in an almost inaudible voice. “I am struggling to fix the documents and all he cares about is his dick’s size? Unbelievable!”

Paula shook her head in disbelief. She turned to William and exhaled lightly, trying to regain her composure.

“That’s enough! It’s useless talking to you,” Paula said as she looked at William with disappointment. She grabbed her handbag, about to leave William’s office. “Listen, Will, whether you sign the divorce papers or not, the court will still grant my request. However, it will take a little longer. I don’t mind it, but you will be the one at a loss because you can’t marry Lea asap!”

Feeling guilty, Danica tried to do something to save her superior’s face. “Paula, please don’t go! You can talk with William about this matter. Err ... both of you still have fifteen minutes before he has to start the business meeting,” Danica said, trying to persuade Paula, who felt William’s actions were very strange and insane.

“Oh, you’re busy! All right, I’ll be going right away. No problem!” Paula said in both an understanding and mocking tone. She walked towards the elevator, about to leave William’s office. However, he quickly restrained him.

“Paula, please! I-I just wanted to make you happy and ... content,” William gripped Paula’s wrist, trying to explain and defend himself. “I promise to increase my stamina and not let you be disappointed again.”

Paula’s brows furrowed in confusion. She then ridiculed what was happening in William’s head by saying, “Wait! Do you understand what the problem is? We’re getting a divorce and you’re busy thinking about bedding me? Do you think we’ll keep doing this after the divorce? What do you think of me? A maniac? A homewrecker?”

Paula then slapped William’s hand and immediately got into the elevator, quickly pressing the close button so William wouldn’t chase after her. William, who could not think straight, was about to chase Paula, but Danica held him back.

“You have a meeting with your number one potential investor soon! Don’t just leave your work nonchalantly or Alex will kick you out of the office.”

William resigned to hear Danica’s words. True, he had been too relaxed about work and often left work for personal matters. That was his biggest flaw.

“Look! I want to show something to you,” Danica said, then returned to her desk carefully so as not to slip when stepping on the coffee spill that had not been cleaned up. She then took out an old document from the drawer, containing Paula’s notes.

Danica then rushed back to William and showed him her findings. As she expected, her employer was wide-eyed at the note she was showing.

“Is this Paula’s writing?” William asked out of surprise. He lived with her for months but he couldn’t even remember her handwriting. Thanks to gadgets. People almost don’t need pens and paper nowadays. “So different!”

“Right. Last night I was going to tell you, but you hung up on me straight away,” Danica said, almost complaining. She was about to scold him but she knew that he was busy with family matters.

“Crap!” William cursed angrily. So, it is certain that these very different handwritings did not come from the same hand. Paula’s handwriting was regular in a neat cursive style. While the one left in the hotel was not even close to Paula’s. The letters were fragmented with inconsistent sizes and shapes. Just like primary school students’ handwriting.

“I think the note left at the hotel was intentionally left by someone else. Not Paula,” Danica concluded with a concerned look. “He or she was trying to erase the traces of his or her original writing so no one will know that he or she was the one who left the note.”

William nodded, confirming Danica’s words completely. “This is my fault. How could I believe Paula would leave such a silly mocking note?” William said ruefully.

Danica sighed, saying, “The remaining question is, who left that note in the room?”