Miss Billionaire's Mission To Score A Husband

Fran's POV

How long has it been since I got out from my office? I don't even remember if I've taken my meals today. Work has been piling up and yet my family doesn't care when I told them that it's overwhelming. Being treated like trash and yet they expect to work to death for them- isn't that a little too much?

My name is Fran Walton and I am twenty-nine years old. When I was ten, I learned the truth from my family that I was a child from from an affair. My birth mother died when she gave birth to me. The only reason why my father took me in is because he doesn't want his mistake to be known to the public.

Even though life has been hard for me, the only good thing that happened was that I was given the opportunity to further my study to the higher levels. My selfish father saw the potential I have and decided to cultivate it and made use of it after I graduated.

And now, here we are, stuck in this office room, with piles of work laying on the floor as my desk has no more room for it. I sighed before leaning back to my seat while pinching the bridge of my nose.

This company belongs to my stepmother fsmily but my father has taken over from his father in law the moment he married his first wife. My father is a competent CEO but I can't say the same to his first son, who is going to take over the company once my father retired.

My elder stepbrother, Lennon Walton is a womanizer. All he cares about is partying, woman's and drugs. Even though he has been getting the successor's lesson since he was twelve years old, that man is an idiot. He doesn't understand the basic of handling a company.

As for my father daugther's second daugther with his first wife, she's a lost cause as well. All Ruby cares about is shopping and spending money like there's no tomorrow just like her Lennon. And that's when I deem useful for my father.

Since I was a child, I could understand complicated questions and there's even a time when my father asked a famous scholar to come to see me. At the time, I thought if I could be of help to my father and the abuse from my stepmother would lessen but I was wrong. If I knew that my life would be like this, I would have pretend to be an idiot.

I reached out for my phone and sigh when I look at the time. It's two in the morning and I'm still working. I bet my step siblings are either spending money in the city's hottest nightclub or gambling it all away. Why do I have to continue being their slave? Why can't I escape from their control?

"Should I take a break?"

I asked myself before getting up from my seat and made my way to the pantry. I made myself a cup of coffee before grabbing a packet of cream crackers from the drawer. Should I go into the CEO office and enjoy myself?

My office is next to the CEO office because it would be easier for my father to consult me about me. And as expected, the office of the CEO is much better than mine. I sat on the CEO chair before looking at the beautiful night view of City X.

Come to think of it, my stepmother mentioned something about my betroth to an older gentleman from a renowned family. I wonder why would she wants me to be the one to go through the marriage instead of her own daugther.

And I heard from some of the workers that the older gentleman is quite a wife beater too. That wicked woman clearly wants me dead. That's the only way to appease her restless spirit.

Is there any way for me to escape this predicament? Asking my father would be pointless because after he cheated on his wife with my birth mother, that witch puts a leash on the man to make sure he's not making other woman pregnant ever again. That's a no go.

So- only death could save me? I sighed at my own thoughts.

"Ah, this is hopeless."

I said to no one in particular. I thought I might feel better once I have a little nap. After having my coffee and crackers, I decided to have a quick nap.

But-

When-

When I-

Wait-

Where am I?

When I opened my eyes, I'm no longer in Walton Industry headquarters. Somehow I am in a lavish bedroom with tacky looking ceiling. What is that even, a replica of Sistine Chapel ceiling?

"Miss! Miss! You're finally awake! Call the head! Miss Francesca is awake!"

Francesca? But my name is Francine though. And since when did the servants at the Walton Household ever called me miss?!

I tried to say something but my throat hurts like hell. I placed my hand on my throat, trying to comprehend what is happening to me. Seconds later, a maid suddenly appeared beside me before giving me a glass of water.

I feel so weak. I couldn't even move body properly. Did I fainted? Oh no- I fainted inside my father's office. He's going to hate me even more. And since he's on the way now, I should brace myself. I pinched the bridge of my nose just thinking about it.

"Fran!"

Eh, wait- whose voice is that? That's not my father. Who is this man?! And why is he hugging me. And that crying woman behind him- what the fuck is going on?!

"Fran- do you know how happy I am when the butler told me that you've finally woken up? It's been five years since the accident. Even though the doctor told us that it's futile, but we never lost hope. Oh Fran- our sweet Fran."

Wait- five years since the accident?! This situation is giving me a headache. When this man finally pulled away from hugging me, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror that's overlooking the bed.

Wait-

Who the fuck is that?! Is that me?! I waved at the mirror and realised that it's me! Since when did I have black hair?! And who owned this face?! I- have I- no- it only happens in movies or novel. Is it not?!

Have I transmigrated into another person body?! Then what happened to my original body? And what happened to this person soul?!

Is the original owner of this body died? But how did I ended up in her body?!

"Fran, do you remember us? It's mommy and daddy."

I turned my attention to the woman sitting on the bed.

"What's your name?"

The woman seems confused and at the same has a slight painful expression in her eyes.

"My name is Aubrey and this is Geoffrey. We are your parents."

Aubrey and Geoffrey? I don't recalled knowing these couple before.

"What happened to me?"

I asked.

"Five years ago, you were involved it a terrible accident. We believed that someone tried to sabotaged your car. Luckily you survive but it ended up putting you into a deep coma. Five years has passed and you finally open your eyes. It's okay, honey. The doctor is on his way. He should know what to do."

I-

I-

What should I do now?

Fran's POV

It's been a week since I woke up as Francesca. And in that span of time, I knew that Francesca is a member of the Grimaldi Conglomerate- one of the richest and influential family in City X.

The Walton family aren't even on the same level as the Grimaldi's. I'm not sure if this is a blessing in disguise or it's simply a curse that was placed on my soul. I still wonder what happened to the original Francesca.

But from what I heard from the accident, Francesca suffered greatly from the impact when the car was run over by a trailer truck. She was lucky to be alive but she couldn't even wake up. For five years, she has been spending her time in this room.

I feel sad and I don't know how to face Francesca's parents now that I know her story. I feel guilty that I have to lied to her parents like this.

"Miss, would you like to drink anything?"

I smiled at the maid who has been taking care of me. These maids sure love their mistress genuinely. They took care of their paralyse master without complain. I guess they were paid with a hefty salary but still- taking care of a sick person is never easy.

"I'm alright."

A few days after I woke up from my coma, the maid gave me Francesca's phone. On my free time, I look through her phone and realised there's a picture of Francesca and a man. I have a feeling that I saw this man before.

He has a nice looking face with chiselled chin. The man is truly a handsome creature that was made for Francesca. Even his smile alone could made any women swoon. But it's not easy for me to fall for any men. I've had my fair share of experience when it comes to dealing with handsome men.

As Francine Walton, men always come to me when they wanted something. For example, if they want to know more about Walton I distort secret, they would try to seduce me and use all sort of trick to make me believe that they're sincere in trying to covet me.

Of course I have never yield but when they felt like they couldn't make me yield under them, they would seduce my stepsister and all hell broke loose. That girl would do anything for love. When bad things happened, I have to step up and solve it all.

Why would I remisnicing the past? I should be happy that I no longer need to clean up after the Walton's mess now.

"Miss, the madam would like to know if you'll be joining them for lunch today. The madam said it wouldn't be ideal for you to have lunch alone."

Actually, that does sound like a nice idea. It's been a week since I woke up and I have never set my foot out from this lavishing bedroom. If the bedroom looks like this, I wonder how's the decoration outside.

"Tell the madam ill be joining them for lunch."

The maid smiled before she went to informed the madam of this home. As I got ready for lunch, the maids seems to be acting strangely. They seems a little lost. Once I'm ready, I began my journey outside the bedroom and immediately I was overwhelmed by the fact that Grimaldi never cease to amaze me.

The hallways alone screamed wealth. Walton who?! Hah! They will never be able to be on this level with how things are. And yet my stepmother think she's all that!

As I descended the stairs, I saw a man is waiting for me at the foot of the stairs. The maids seems a bit wary of him but the man doesn't seems to care.

"My love- finally, you've awakened. How I miss you, Francesca."

The man handed me a bouquet of red rose as he kneels on the floor.

"Miss, this is Sir Elton. He is your fiancé."

Oh- Francesca has a fiancé? I wonder why no one even mentioned about this important fact when I woke up. And it's been a week but the man only came to see me today? Weird.

I handed the bouquet to one of the maid and asked the man if he would like to join me for lunch. He immediately agreed and we went to the dining hall together. The maids kept a distance from us but their eyes never left me. I wonder what is going on.

"Francesca, I've been waiting for you for five years. After the accident, I couldn't even sleep properly knowing you are sick. I'm really glad you've finally awake."

The man took my hand and kiss it. I don't know why but the man seems a little cringe to my liking. But from the picture I saw in Francesca's phone, they seems to be happy together. But I couldn't shake the feeling that I saw this man before as Francine Walton.

"Oh, you brought a guest?"

Even Francesca's parents doesn't seem to like this Elton fellow. We went to our seat and wait for the food to be served. The silence was too great to be ignored. It's obvious that both Geoffrey and Aubrey hate this man to the core. But why?

As I took a sip of my drink, I felt my phone vibrated. It's a text message from the bank that states that I made a purchase under the name Elton White for ten thousand vero.

"Elton, did you bought something for ten thousand vero?"

I asked in front of my parents. Elton was surprised when I asked him.

"Honey, what are you saying? I have never made any purchase."

Really? That's when I decided to look through the texts that was sent by the bank. There's a message from last month! This man- did he,

"Is that so? Then how do you explain a purchase made by 'me', last month? I just woke up last week. Did I spiritually bought a ring that woerh almost five thousand vero Elton, you're lying to me."

Elton is sweating profusely as he tried to find a way to get out of this.

"Have you been using my money, Elton?"

I asked while the maids place our food on the table.

"What's your answer, Elton?"

I pick up a knife and fork on the table and casually cutting the piece of meat into bite pieces. After taking a bite, I placed my utensil down before facing Elton who kept his head low.

"Give me your wallet. Now, Elton."

Elton did as told and handed his wallet to me. I look through his wallet and found a credit card which has my name on it.

"So you've been using my credit card without my permission?"

Elton didn't say anything while both Geoffrey and Aubrey remained silent while they enjoying their meal. It seems they want me to handle this matter myself.

"Elton, give me your phone."

Elton refuse and tried to hide his phone from me. Somehow this situation angers me. I didn't even realised that my hand had push his head on the plate, dirtying the table while my other hand reached out for his phone.

While holding his head still, I look through his phone and saw a couple of messages from other women he's been seeing. Hell, this man must be the dirtiest scum I've ever encountered. To think he's been using Francesca's money to buy his mistresses all the expensive gifts- ah, I'm angry.

I'm so angry that I've been pushing Elton's face on the plate as hard as I could.

"Fran, honey- you're going to kill him. But it's okay. Daddy will take care of the aftermath."

I finally let go of Elton's head and watched him gasped for air. I'm so mad that someone would even do such dirty tricks just to extort from a woman who is madly in love. No wonder the maids are being wary of this man. They knew the real Elton but they are trying to protect their master's feelings.

"Father, the engagement- it's over. Whatever things or assets I've given to this man, take it back. Take him away. I would like to enjoy my lunch now."

I went back to my seat as Geoffrey called for security. Elton continue to apologise and promise to be good as long as I keep the engagement. But what done is done- that man betrayed Francesca's trust and took advantage of her.

It's over.

Fran's POV

I was invited- well, Francesca was invited to a birthday party by one of her friends. Since I have never attended any parties when I was Francine Walton, I don't know what to do or say. Should I just smile and play along or should I cover my mouth with the hand fan that Aubrey given me whenever someone tried to talk to me?

Argh! This is harder then when I have to get a million dollar contract from a temperament CEO!

I have no idea who these people are but they seems to avoid talking to me. Good! That way I wouldn't have to talk to anyone. I only woken up inside Francesca body last week. I don't have time to memorise every single people that made contact with her.

"Is that Francesca Grimaldi? It's been five years since the accident. It's a miracle that she woken up from her coma."

Is there a way for me to not be here? I shouldn't have agreed to come. But Francesca's parents seems to be looking forward for me to indulge myself into the social circle again. If only they knew that I am not Francesca.

Socialising is hard. I prefer locking myself in the office and do paperwork.

"I heard the moment she woke up, she confronted Elton White and broke off the engagement because he was found cheating."

Argh, I need to escape. Why can't they gossip while I'm not here. Also, don't they know there's something call whispering to each other?

As I turned around, I didn't know there was someone beside me. So, I accidentally hit the person and almost losing my footing. Luckily the person has such a strong arm to support me.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there."

I said while apologising. When I look up, I saw a brown hair man, smiling at me. Instinctively, I squeeze his muscular arm before letting go. Wow- this man is handsome and has such a wide shoulder. There's no doubt this man would make any women swoon with his looks alone.

"It should be me who apologise. I should have greeted the lady but I was mesmerised by your beauty."

Ah, I thought this man was polite at first but he is nothing but a sweet talker.

"Is that so? Well, excuse me."

I was about to leave when the man suddenly placed her hand on my shoulder. I gave him a look which made him remove raise both hands.

"I'm sorry. I just want to know your name. My name is Frederick. Your name is?"

I smirk.

"None of your business. Excuse me."

I know I was rude but if I play along with that man's words, nothing good ever happened to me. I experienced many misfortunes as Francine Walton. People who approach either want to know my secret or they thought they could enter the Walton family as my hisband.

I don't want to experience those things ever again. Perhaps I should just leave. I already greeted the birthday girl and she doesn't seems willing to hang out with me. I guess even Francesca has her own days.

I was on my way out of the hall when I heard a group of girls talking about me. Well- about Francesca. From what I can simplify from the conversation, the only reason why Francesca was invited because the host had to obey her parents.

The host didn't even consider Francesca as a friend instead she only thinks of her as someone she could manipulate. My chest tightened and it seems the original owner of this body didn't expect to be betrayed by someone whom she thought as friends.

Oh Francesca- it seems everyone hate your guts. The only people she could trust is her parents and those who works at the Grimaldi household. I dragged myself out, trying to forget what I had heard and went home.

At home, it seems both Aubrey and Geoffrey are excited as they await for my return. But after seeing how miserable I am, they didn't proceed by asking how the night went. Insgead they comforted me by giving me a hug. I have never been treated this way by anyone and now that I'm experiencing it, I don't know what to do.

The couple lead me to the living room and stayed with me until I'm feeling much better. Once I collected my thoughts, I told both Aubrey and Geoffrey that I would like to make some big changes about the way I used to run my life.

The couple seems confused.

"What do you mean, honey?"

Aubrey asked.

"At the party, I realised that I don't have any real friends. They only thought of me as a tool for them to get what they want. None of those people who seems to be playing a significant part in my life care that I had been in a coma for five years."

The couple listened to my words tentatively.

"I decided that I should let go of all the deadweights that accumulated around me. It's time for me to have a fresh start. Maybe it's time for me to learn how to deal with the family's business as well."

The couple seems surprised. I mean, it's so obvious they wanted the original Francesca to start learning how to take care of the business but the original owner of this body doesn't think it's time yet.

"How- how did you know?"

I smiled at the couple.

"I heard the conversation you two had this morning. I pretended to be oblivious and just let it go. But after what I've experienced tonight, I made up my mind. I don't want to stay behind your shadows anymore, mom, dad. I want to be someone people recognised. Not as the heiress but as Francesca Grimaldi."

Geoffrey laughed before taking both of my hands.

"Honey, tonight is the happiest moment of my entire life. Well, of course after I married your mother and had you. This is the second happiest moment of my life. We'll start tomorrow? How's that sound?"

I smiled. This man looks like a child at some point.

"Sound great, dad."

Aubrey suddenly clear her throat.

"But rmemeber this, Francesca. Don't force yourself. Even if things gets dire, you should know that you still have us. Don't be afraid to tell us if you ever need our help. I know how hard it is to take care of a company. So please, remember that you've recently gained consciousness. So it's not a bad thing to relax."

Aubrey is such a kind mother. My previous parents didn't even care about me. All they care about is whether I'm done with my work while they travel the world, ignoring my plea.

"Don't worry, mom. I'll take care of myself."

Now that I received my approval, I should start by scan through my friends list and determine which is useful for me to take advantage of. Wait- that doesn't sound like a good idea.

Oh well.