A Woman Worth Billions Dated The Wrong Brother Novels & Stories

“So what is it? Something is bothering you. You never pass up fresh mango. Are you worried about getting another job? You'll have one in no time.” Strangely, getting a new job isn't on the top of my list of worries right now. It should be, but it's not. I sigh. “Have you ever heard me mention Jonathan? The younger brother of the family my dad works for?” “You mean Jonathan Lewis, son of billionaire James Lewis and heiress Deborah Lewis, brother of also billionaire business owner Christopher Lewis. Greek God Jonathan. God's gift to humanity? Perfection in human form? The most handsome, kind, smart, funny, and amazing man to have ever walked the planet?” Julie ticks his attributes off on her f

She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Sarah wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon

I couldn't believe that the only friend I had, someone with whom we had so many lovely childhood memories together, was in bed with my husband. I didn't want to look at them again, so I rushed downstairs and sat immediately on the cushion. The tears I've been struggling to hold flowed as I poured out my heart in pain. I had never expected this kind of betrayal from Eva—She was like a sister to me. "Crying won't solve your problems Arya…you should just take it as your fate.” I turned to look at her, she was wearing one of Kian's long sleeve shirts. Seeing her in his clothes got me so angry that I rushed to attack her but she stopped and pushed me away.

I just needed to escape before I walked down that aisle and became someone’s silent punch bag for the rest of my life. Gigi, my best friend, recommended him. She said he's a fixer. Smuggler. Loanshark. He could handle literally any dirty job, as long as the pay is good. And now, I’m standing in front of a man that looks like women fall on their knees to beg, just to have a taste of him. I step closer to make sure he hears me clearly. “I said I'll pay you a million dollars! I need my wedding ruined.” I yell over the blasting music in the club.

com Subject: The Billionaire’s Wife Has Something to Hide Body: You won’t believe what this woman’s hiding. I’ve got her unfiltered truth, in her own handwriting. And trust me, it’s better than fiction. – Anonymous She clicked “Send” with a smirk. By the time the sun rose, the world would see the cracks in the billionaire’s perfect bride. Meanwhile, back at the penthouse, Isabella sat on the edge of the bed, her hands gripping the box. Her knuckles turned white as tears slipped down her cheeks. She didn’t sob, she was way past sobbing.

She smiled and simply walked away. God, I love my sister. By the time we landed in Miami to refuel and go shopping, I was a ball of energy. I couldn’t wait to see Isabella. We headed to the outlet mall and went on an hour-long shopping spree. Having your sister married to a billionaire does have its perks. The weirdest thing, though. I found out in February that her husband is my half-brother, but that’s a very long story. So technically, now I’m the billionaire’s little brother. Our grandfather, Carrington Michaels, has set me up with an unlimited credit card and a trust fund, but I prefer to live a normal life. I asked them not to announce that we’re related to the public yet. We will anno

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”

She glared around and whispered, “Fanny is indebted to the billionaire. From their discussion I learned that Fanny owes him eight hundred million dollars from their last joint venture deal. And since Fanny couldn’t pay up, the billionaire offered his oldest daughter as intended contract wife to Brian once he survives the coma…” “Oh my goose! What the hell is wrong with these people!” I exclaimed and gagged my mouth in shock. My throat tightened as I queried yet further, “Are you serious about this? Perhaps you went to the wrong office. It can’t be Fanny…he…he,” I stuttered heavily.

He throws the first jab for the night, Bethany stifles a chuckle. “And I am Bethany Worth, seemingly the most manipulative woman in the region due to someone’s, as my husband called it, fabricated truths. Arthur Worth is my husband and we have been married for over four months. I am the current CEO of Campbell Conglomerate, there is nothing else to say, like he said, everything is on the internet already. I am a bit surprised I haven’t seen my skincare routine on the internet though, every other thing seems to be there already.” Bethany jokes lightly and everyone laughs except Millicent.

Elena at charity galas where tickets cost a million dollars each. "This can't be right," Marcus whispered. "She was nobody. A waitress working at some dive bar. I saved her from that life." "You didn't save her from anything. She was hiding." Frank pointed to a document. "See this? Her personal net worth is estimated at forty-seven billion dollars. Billion, with a B. She owns companies you've probably never heard of. Art worth hundreds of millions. Real estate on three continents." Marcus's vision swam. "No. No, this is wrong. I would have known. Someone would have told me."