Novel & Cerita Accidental Billionaire Bride

" A voice said which made everyone to be quite instantly. People nearly go crazy to see the famous Billionaires on stage, especially Collins Reed Walter.... "How to see my grand child and my daughter on stage" Mrs Walker said. "Granny" Kiara screamed as she ran into her embrace. Vivienne, Piper, Riley, Grace, Kimberly and the rest couldn't control how happy they were. "I never knew she's famous like this" Collins said and everyone burst into a round of laughter. "I'm famous, my daughter is famous, my unborn child is famous already." Collins said with a wide smile and continue."I'm an extrovert but my wife is an introvert." He said with a cute and breath taking smile.

But Marcus would not be making the same mistake again very quickly, Taylor mused as he glared at the train for all of his anger. His car had run into a lady, causing her a fatal accident, but he had behaved like a foolish hit and run driver by abandoning the girl in her pool of blood, despite how wealthy he was. And there it was, splashed all over the page of a tabloid: his personality and reputation, picked over and mocked at for one silly mistake. "SHOCK ANNOUNCEMENT: YOUNG WOMAN, ALICIA MESSI, HIT BY BILLIONAIRE CEO TAYLOR SCHULTZ WHO THEN FLEES SCENE. IS HIS WEALTH THE REASON FOR HIS COLD-HEARTEDNESS?"

"I'm getting you new set of clothes. Seeing your sense of fashion today, and I can't particularly say I was impressed. It's Asher btw." Realization dawned on me, followed by a jab at my heart and an eye roll. I could barely afford my bills, how the hell was I supposed to get clothes that suited his taste? Arriving at my apartment, I noticed that the lights were on. Right. I had to tell Diane. I just signed a marriage contract today which practically means I'm now a married woman. I mentally flinched at that reality. It hadn't set it yet. The reality that I was now married to the grandson of Howard Companies, a multi billionaire.

Amanda felt the joy and pride in every word he uttered. His face was red with embarrassment and envy. Who would have thought that what was considered the bastard of the Lazaro family was a rich man from an unknown family. He couldn't accept that it had gone to Anna. A man does not deserve such treatment. He felt even more annoyed with the woman. For her, Esteban is a prince charming. It laughed out loud. "Your husband's s-lucky, Mr. Montecillo." Esteban puffed a breath and smiled genuinely. "I am the lucky one with my husband."

He did not seem to mind, his attention focused on the guests, his charm and charisma on full display. Although he was on the wheelchair, it felt like he was up and standing with the way he carried himself. As the night wore on, Adriel's smile began to falter, his eyes clouding with a different kind of expression. Emma noticed, her gaze flicking to his legs, hidden beneath the tablecloth. She knew the new said he was crippled, his legs paralyzed from the waist down. A tragic accident, the media outlet had said. The music slowed, and Adriel's eyes locked on hers, his gaze intense. Emma's heart raced, her palms growing sweaty. He extended his hand, his smile twisted. "Shall we dance, my bride?"

It was completely empty except for a single bed, a nightstand and a dresser, with a small table and a chair by the window. The man had more than enough money, and was rumored to have billions, yet he brought me here? I wasn’t even surprised. Clutching my arms tightly, I pressed my lips together, before sitting on the bed, still wearing my white wedding dress. I stared at the floor and hugged my arms around myself, letting the reality of my situation slowly settle into a mold in my head. This was never the kind of life I wanted for myself.

My mother had insisted on staying in Seattle until after the ceremony before flying to Switzerland, and seeing her in the front row weak but smiling, tears in her eyes almost broke me. This is for her, I reminded myself. Everything is for her. Then the music started, and everyone stood, and I walked down the aisle on my father's arm toward the man who would be my husband in a matter of minutes. Alexander stood at the altar in a perfectly tailored black tux, and when our eyes met, something passed between us. Understanding, maybe. Shared sacrifice. Or maybe just mutual acknowledgment of the insanity we were both agreeing to. He looked nervous, I realized. Alexander Knight, billionaire CEO who

he murmured, “the world will know your name.” She smiled. “One day.” Outside, the city continued unaware. Inside, a billionaire claimed not an empire— But a wife the world would never see coming.

He began to play the scenes in his mind: from the feeling she stirred in him that night he kissed her, to the fierceness in her eyes when she had accused him of stealing her work, to his mother's suspicions about her being pregnant by him and the conditional clause that he had to get married to take the helm of affairs at his father's hospital, back to Annabelle's mounting medical bills. He stopped in his tracks as the solution became evident. He'd solved the problem with the same concentration skill that made him a billionaire before thirty. A simple arrangement that would solve both their problems. His lips curved slightly. She would have the money she needed, and he would reclaim his fath

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".