روايات وقصص ضمن Beggar Husband Is Now A Quadrillionaire Heir

So why are my panties still doing that bullshit thing where they’re hot and freaking soaked all at the same time? Quite suddenly and irrationally, I feel a stubborn determination coming on, a way to get out from under the pit of shit I’ve been drowning in and save my family too. I shouldn’t do this. This is ultra-mega stupid times a thousand, but frick, if I don’t do it, what then? I’m out on my butt without a job? I’d always know that I passed up the opportunity to really help my parents and sister out? To get out from under all my student debt? Having him as a husband wouldn’t suck that much. It might not suck at all. Being bossy isn’t a bad thing when you’re fine as the devil on a dark ni

“Outside the city? Abandoned storehouse? What is she doing there for God’s sake?” A call immediately came in as I was speaking to Santiago. “Who is this?” “You want to see your wife alive? That would cost you thirty billion dollars.” “Who do you think I am? Mr beast? What made you think I have that kind fucking of money?” “Ohh, don’t play dumb Mr Vandercage, we both know you have enough to take care of your wife, with that little amount gone, you wouldn’t even notice it.” “Don’t hurt my wife. You don’t know who you’re messing with.”

he barked. He looked at me like I was a piece of rotting trash. "Your dad's company went bankrupt, so it turns out he was penniless. I came here to tell you that because I don't want you thinking his money made us all billionaires overnight." His lips curved into a smirk, and Katherine stood beside him, her face glowing with joy. Same expression she had when I paid off her mother's chemotherapy treatment. My husband and my friend had stolen everything from me. They took my dad, and then his company.

And that I wasn't having one of those dreams again. I couldn't help but imagine my husband’s reaction when he got to know I was finally carrying a treasure for him. My husband, Clinton Gates is a third-generation billionaire and the sole heir of Gates Group. Although he has been cold and indifferent to me, I have been fighting hard every day to fully win his heart. Despite his coldness towards me, never for once have I thought of giving up on our family. My hope for a change has been soaring even higher now that I was carrying his child.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

I muttered under my breath, my fist clenching clutching onto the fabric of my cheap chiffon dress as I stared at the picture again. He was indeed curled up in the arms of another woman while I was being forced to make a hard decision. Why did I think that a wealthy billionaire like him would choose a poor woman like me with nothing to her name? He’d promised me a lifetime of love, peace and happiness with him, but instead, he inflicted me with pain and despondence. How was I to take care of this child on my own?

Did she pick him up off the street and bring him to her condo? I knew Jheanne had a big heart and liked helping people, but what I didn't understand was how things had escalated all the way to marriage with a man she had picked up from the street. Unless... Unless the whole thing was just an act to get back at me. A smile slowly spread across my lips. If that was the case, then everyone deserved to know their wedding was a sham. And so the beggar was rich after all. A businessman. Then why hadn't he gone home to his own family? I'd find out. And I'd start with Jheanne. —

He started shouting from the hallway, "Maya, I know exactly what this is. You're just playing hard to get because you want more money, aren't you? Let me make this clear. Other than the 30,000, you're not getting a penny." When I still did not answer, his voice grew sharper. "Forget it. Now, you're not even getting the thirty thousand. You actually kicked me out? You really are stupid. I'm the heir to Blackwood Real Estate. Apologize and beg me. Maybe I'll reconsider." I bit my lip hard, forcing back the tears that threatened to spill over. He spoke of our daughter's life like it was nothing more than a bargaining chip. I yanked the door open.

She could not believe that the man who spent the past five years appearing everywhere with Sylvia as a couple was actually her husband, Felix. Even Celia knew? Had she been helping them lie to her too? Cordelia could not understand it. Had he been pretending in front of her all along? Had all that love been fake? Ten years ago, disaster struck the Harper family in Kingsford. Cordelia’s mother and brother died in a car accident. The spoiled heiress who had been pampered for more than twenty years lost her beloved mother and brother overnight. The head of the Harper family forced her into an arranged marriage, but Cordelia refused.

"It could be a major surgical recovery. It could be a psychiatric stay. Or it could be something much worse." Victor leaned closer, his dark eyes sharp in the dim light of the car. "Whatever happened in those mountains, Dean spent two million dollars to scrub her name from the registry," Victor added. "People only pay that kind of money to bury a catastrophe." A slow, vicious smile spread across Oscar’s pale face. The pieces were finally falling into place. Adelaide wasn't a self-made visionary who had stumbled into Dean’s protection by chance. Their marriage wasn't just a sudden corporate alliance to crush the board.