A Woman Worth Billions Dated The Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

“You’ll be getting seventy-five percent of the family share. I just don’t want Tressa to have the power of dominion.” He sighed, looking suddenly older. “As you can see, I have limited time left on earth. I really don’t need all this wealth. Plus, she’s trying to ruin one of my company crew’s life.” He paused, then added quietly, “His name is Maddox. But she’s claiming he ran over my brother’s wife on this private road. My brother is very much obsessed with his wife—and if she doesn’t survive, he’s coming for my crew. He definitely won’t spare anyone's life. And I fully know it isn’t Maddox who ran over my brother’s wife . It’s her, but I have no proof.

One is a woman whose face bears some resemblance to that of my husband and two servants in sleek uniform. We step out and the woman makes her way to us. "I was getting worried that you had decided not to show up like last time. I am glad to see that you have gained a sense of wisdom," the woman says I a joyous voice as she hugs Marcus. "I am a man with great reputation now, mother. Why would I fail to come?" he says to his Mother. "Are you guys even sure this place is Weiss's?" His mother's smile widens. "Dear, how can you not be aware all this time? Your brother became a billionaire," the woman informs, making my husband stumble back in shock.

A company worth only $100,000 had somehow secured a deal worth five hundred million dollars—with her family’s business? Her stomach twisted. Something was very, very wrong.

She replied. I bought her yesterday because I was going to marry her even though we had only been together for 3 days. Because for me, as long as we love each other that's what matters. I showed him the ring and he was just amazed at what he saw. "Will you marry me?" I said and he put down his cell phone where he was reading w*****d. "The fuck?! Seriously?! Yes! I will marry you moron!" She said and she just cried when I put on the ring and kissed her right away.

The heavy doors opened to reveal the familiar grandeur: marble floors, golden chandeliers, and a suffocating air of disappointment. Dad sat in his usual armchair like a throne, a glass of red wine swirling in his hand. Behind him stood my sister, Victoria, ever the loyal puppet, gently massaging his shoulders as though we were living in some twisted period drama. Without looking up, he flung a newspaper at my feet. The headline screamed: “ETHAN CALDWELL IMPREGNATES STRANGE WOMAN — FIANCÉE DITCHES HIM, NET WORTH TUMBLES.”

“Just being honest.” “Well, damn. If I were you, I’d have signed that deal the second he offered it,” she said, picking her phone back up. “Hold up, let’s check his net worth.” “I already know he’s rich,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, but how rich? That’s the real question.” She clicked a link and gasped, her eyes widening. “Elaine. This man is worth over a hundred billion dollars.” My jaw dropped. “You’re kidding.”

"Go ahead, scream for help. Nobody's coming." A chill ran through me. I shrank back in horror and tried to scramble to my feet and run, but the mother-daughter duo pinned me to the ground. "Celeste, you wouldn't dare!" "I'm really—" Before I could finish, Celeste's hand closed around my throat. She didn't bother hiding the venom on her face. "You're really what? His sister? Still trying to con me?" "My sister-in-law runs a billion-dollar empire. A tramp like you could never."

… The news anchor announced with excitement, "Latest news! Under Winston's leadership, Goodvist Group's net worth is now officially 15 billion!" Beyond the screen was a prison yard. A disheveled woman suddenly fell onto her knees and cried her heart out. Some people lost those they loved. Some lost their dignity. All I did was serve them their just desserts.

“Are we going for a billion dollars now? I think that’s what Xavier Hawthorn is worth!” I grimaced when I suddenly felt dizzy, probably because I hadn’t fully recovered. Luckily, Kyle held me up. “Are you okay? Should we go now?” he asked, concerned. “Yeah, let’s end this already,” I replied and raised my number. “$1.5 billion!” Audible gasps filled the room, but the only person I looked at was the woman in a red dress. Her fists were clenched and she seemed to be gritting her teeth. I grinned at her, waiting for her to raise her number again. Yet it never happened.

One that would take both Bennett & Partners and my own career to heights I hadn't imagined reaching for another decade. It was mindblowing. Exciting...and terrifying at the same time. Then there was the other problem. Valentina. How exactly did a man confess he had been hopelessly in love with his sister's best friend for years...when she was practically family... And to make matters worse, when she had just become his employer? I laughed under my breath. "Perfect timing, Ethan." By the time I reached the house again, I was drenched in sweat and breathing hard, but my head felt clearer. Marginally.