Abandonedsuper Cutie Adopted By Billionaire Clan Novels & Stories

she muttered and fixed her gaze directly at her father. Mr. Jones's facial expressions changed. "Richard Grey, my best friend, can help us with the 100 thousand dollars for your mom's operation and to pay for the donor, but..." He said and paused, then took the knife away from Emily and placed it on the wooden platform at the small mini-bar. "That's great news. I know I heard his name but didn't know he's ready to help us," Emily's voice was laced with excitement, unlike 30 minutes before.

Comfortable. Beautiful. But still a cage. He sighed and rolled onto his side. Eventually, exhaustion won, and Elliot finally drifted into sleep. Morning came far too quickly. Soft sunlight filtered through the massive windows, painting the room in warm gold. Elliot groaned as he buried his face into the pillow. Then he remembered where he was. His eyes snapped open. “Oh right,” he muttered. “The billionaire kidnapped me.” He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. For a moment, he considered simply leaving.

and I know it isn't you. Kleve cracked a grin. His eyes revealed his intention to shoot Cuhen dead. "But why is he standing in front of you right now? I'm sure you won't recognize me. Remember when my mother and I came to your house when I was eight years old? My mother is sick, and we'd like to ask for some help. Your father kicked us out, and your mother slapped my mother with money. You were there, but you didn't do anything. You simply turned around as if nothing had happened. My mother passed tragically. I ended up becoming a wanderer. I was adopted by a drug lord family. Dressed. I learned all the horrible things, and when my foster parents passed away, I inherited their wealth, allow

I no longer worked two jobs in Miami, scraping ice from the window of the broken-down car I jump-started every night. I was no longer yelled at by my bosses and co-workers. I’d just become a baroness, with the world at my manicured fingertips. I could afford the things I desired and I would become powerful. My husband’s name was Arnold Lincoln, a great baron in the country and a billionaire. He was wealthy and I didn’t have to lift my finger to work for the rest of my life. I cast a glance across the vast gilded ballroom of my new husband’s castle in northern California.

" He called out and I smiled in response as I walked past him and headed towards the elevators. I wasn't supposed to be here today; I was supposed to spend the weekend at my Mom's place while we planned the wedding ceremony, which is in a week. What was wrong with surprising my fiancé by coming home earlier than expected? I thought with an eye roll. I took the elevator to our floor and thought about my life as it ascended. At twenty-five, I managed to pull my mother from the slum area we lived in and relocated to New York City. I wouldn't have found my prince charming after all. I have dated three guys, with Rhett being the fourth, and I am just grateful that this one is leading to marriage.

She pulled away, her eyes already brimming, “I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d stop me.” “Stop you from what?” he asked, looking around, “this place looks like a museum.” “I’m a surrogate,” she said softly, “to the man who owns this house, a billionaire.” His mouth dropped open. “You’re kidding.” “I’m not.” He stared at her, speechless, “you did this… for me?” “I had no choice.” He ran a hand over his face, pacing back and forth. “Isabel, this is insane. You… you’re pregnant? For a stranger?”

“You would be carrying a child on behalf of Mr. Frost under a legal agreement. Full medical supervision will be provided. All expenses covered.” Aubrey's mind spun. This had to be a mistake. A cruel joke. A prank call or something. “I think you have the wrong person,” she said quickly. “I know nothing about this.” “We are aware of your financial situation,” Denise replied unfazed. Aubrey froze. Her stomach churned. “What… what does that mean?” A soft exhale on the other end. “You will be compensated five million dollars upon completion.” The world stopped. She was speechless.

" He turns around and proposes to Lina. Six years later, we encounter each other again in the werewolf kingdom based in Centralis—the Darkmoon Kingdom. He's about to become Centralis' Beta. Lina is by his side, wearing a haute couture dress. When he sees me covered in mud and rummaging through trash, he mocks me with disgust, "You looked down on 10 dollars back then, Emily Everhart, but now you're digging through trash cans like a beggar. "Do you think you'll be able to earn money by selling scraps? Even if you put on a sorry act in front of me, I won't show you any pity!" I glance coldly at him and continue to search for my pup's favorite ring. I had unknowingly discarded it like common tra

"Especially family members." I stood up again and walked around the room. "So let me get this straight. I was kidnapped as a baby. I was raised by people who didn't know who I really was. I'm actually the heir to a twelve-billion-dollar fortune. Jared is my cousin who tried to steal my inheritance but then fell in love with me. And Amanda is trying to destroy me using information she doesn't fully understand." "That's essentially correct." "And you want me to..." "We want you to come home."