Humble son-in-law in the day, Billionaire at night

7

“He also gave you a contract?” Harper asks, bewildered.

“Well…I don't want to say this, but I actually instructed him to give the contract to Harper because…” he shrugs. “I'm not really in need of the contract. I'm here to settle down, have a family and…things like that.” By the time he's done talking, all the other three people on the table are staring at him in surprise.

“Wait a minute. I want to understand this…” Aiden's father-in-law says, “you gave out your contract to our company? For free?”

Wesley chuckles. “Come on, dad, you're making it too much of a big deal. You're the only family I have if you actually think about it.”

“Oh…my Wesley…” Aiden's mother-in-law cries. “You're too good to be true.”

“Shit. Why would you do that?” Harper asks. “You're making me feel indebted to you.”

“But…” Wesley quickly says. Once he misses this opportunity, he might not be able to get it back. “Actually…” he bites on his lower lip, staring into his plate. “I messed up.”

“What's that?”

Wesley looks at the eyes of the three on the table. They all look so gullible, especially this damn Harper's father. What sort of man falls for lies this easily?

“The man wasn't comfortable giving away the contract to Harper since I was the one he wanted…so…when he wasn't going to trust me, I told him Harper is my wife…like…we've been married secretly for the past two years but have decided not to go public with it due to certain reasons.”

From where Aiden is, he roars in laughter, startling the other people in the room.

“Come on, Wesley, you'll make a good comedian. That was so funny,” Aiden says.

Wesley clenches his fist. Who the fuck is this idiot to talk at a time like this?

“Go inside, Aiden,” Harper's father says.

Aiden frowns. “I—”

“I don't want to hear anything. Get lost before I count to five. You must think everything is a joke because you don't know how hard it is to work for money.”

“Not as if he's worked for money all his whole life anyway,” Harper's mother chips in.

Aiden walks closer to them. “Don't tell me you fell for that bullshit coming out of this man's mouth!”

As the seconds pass, Harper grows more uneasy. Maybe that was the reason why the man asked her about her husband after all…so it was a test all along?

How the hell was she supposed to know what Wesley has put in a word for her?

Feeling weak all of a sudden, she stands up from the table. “I need to go use the restroom,” she says and slips away.

Seconds later, she detects the presence of another person. She looks back and sees Aiden. Without warning, tears came flowing down her face.

“What will I do, Aiden? I'm screwed…” she sobs.

Aiden bites his lower lip. Wesley will pay for this shit he did. He'll pay for making his woman cry like this.

Aiden walks closer to Harper and pulls her in a hug. “I'll sort things out.”

“You don't get it…you really don't…” she pulls away from him and goes inside the restroom.

All of Aiden's attempt to get her in a conversation proves abortive as the seconds goes by. Left with no other choice, he goes back to the dinning room where to his shock, another plan is already going on.

“It's easy if you think about it,” Aiden's mother-in-law says. “They could just get married.”

“Or pretend to get married,” Aiden's mother-in-law says.

Aiden hits his fist on the table to get their attention. A few plates jump out of the table, breaking into pieces in the process.

“Harper is not getting married to this man,” Aiden says.

“I am sorry I have to make you go through all these,” Wesley tells Harper's mother and father, totally ignoring Aiden.

“Oh, no. I appreciate you for helping us out. You have no idea how much we have been yearning for this contract,” Aiden's father-in-law says.

“Actually…” Wesley bites on his lower lip, staring at the floor again. He raises his head seconds later with a totally fake pained expression that really hit those two old fools. “I should have said this since, but I don't know how you'll feel about it.”

“What's that, son?” Aiden's father-in-law asks, a look of respect that he's never given Aiden on his face while gazing at Wesley.

“The owner of the Vicholas group invited us to a party. I guess he wanted to be sure I wasn't lying.”