Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

Ellia POV “You’re mother…Catherine Estrada…was a multi billionaire.” My heart stopped instantly— Catherine Estrada… The most famous female philanthropist ever known… The woman who single handedly made the female gender credible business owners and C.E.O, and did that before turning 25z That was my mother? Me?! No… this had to be a joke. It had to be! The room was silent now, the air so heavy and dense that you could cut it with a knife.

He asked her. Lily felt giddy with his question. Who wouldn't want to marry him? He is the youngest rich heir in the country. A lot of girls would kill to get him and she wasn't an exception. "Of course! I can't wait to become Mrs. Simone." She answered with a smile.

’ No wonder those internet detectives exhausted all their energy and still could not find out the person behind this account handle. Nicole used $800 million to buy out the entire live stream session so that the live streamer could shop for her remotely in Europe. While everyone was busy berating her, she had quietly assumed her identity as the billionaire heiress!

The door of the changing room opened and Cara stepped out. “You’re looking breathtakingly gorgeous in this one!” Genelia’s compliment brought a smile of satisfaction to Cara’s face as she looked into the mirror. “But it’s very expensive. I don’t think Keith would like me spending so much money!” Cara pressed her lips. “Are you kidding me, girl?” Genelia was taken aback by her words. “You’re getting hitched to a billionaire! You can purchase every damn gown here and Keith won’t even question you!” Cara wrinkled her forehead. “Billionaire?”

It gave her more questions that only her mom can answer. Opening the door, her eyes widened to see someone unexpected. Talking about the devil, she's right there in front of her. She was in shock. "Hi, Lena." Elena was short for words. Her mom entered the house and looked around in awe at the mansion. "Wow. So beautiful." Elena turned to look at her, closing the door. "What are you doing here, mom? Why are you here?"

He was too perplexed to say anything however when everyone had gone he went to the living room and found Monica busy on her phone "Yeah yeah…it turns out the pauper is a princess… as a fairytale"Monica said with a sarcastic smile knowing full well the girl he called worthlessly was made out of gold Vivienne didn't understand what was happening here. She was the heiress to everything Frank lewis owned. As their biological daughter, Vivie was an instant Billionaire. How funny "Can you imagine…she's like the same level as…my brother," Kyan mumbled, smiling at himself. This was huge for everyone to digest. Vivienne being a Lewis was something big

Her Boss looks so perfect and beautiful, and she looks like she walks straight from one of the fashion shows in Tokyo, Milan and Paris. Aside from the physical beauty she possesses, she is also a successful entrepreneur. She's the epitome of a modern woman, a beauty with brains. She wished to be like Amanda Montserrat, a beautiful, rich and a powerful woman who owns Etoile Cosmetics company. The world is her oyster, and she lives a perfect live. She's a trillionaire, she's a genius woman running a cosmetic empire on her own and she is engaged to be married to Emmett Albreicht, who is an extremely famous hotel magnate.

“Not bad, actually. Turns out, being best friends with a billionaire heiress comes with perks — You get the VIP treatment Private room, personal nurse, food that doesn’t taste like cardboard… I could get used to it.” She gasps in mock offense. “Excuse me? You could get used to it? I’m the billionaire heiress here. You just freeload off my status!” “Uh-huh,” I tease, bumping her shoulder. “Says the woman who used my N*****x account for three years.” “It was one time!” she protests immediately. “Three years, Lilly.” She rolls her eyes. “Details, details.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know, you’ve got this icy heiress image to ma

I thought. As I tried to straighten up my hands to call for him to help me but was held by a hand that drew me backwards… Then I managed to raise my face if I could see the person. It's Brenda. Brenda expressed her frustration and concern for me. She has urged me severally to leave Mark, whom she deemed wicked and undeserving. Mark Adrian is my husband and one of the richest CEOs who owns a company. When I got married to Mark Adrian in exchange for the money my parents owed his father during their business contract before my parents died in a motor accident years ago.

Mr Clark sighed in relief when he heard her words but at the same time, he felt uncomfortable knowing that the latter had more than him and he was the father. “Rhiannon, does that mean that you are a billionaire?” one of the shareholders asked curiously. Rhiannon glanced at the woman and then at her father. When she saw the dark look on his face, she knew what he was thinking and smiled inwardly. “I don’t know about. After all, my aunt is the one who always gave me some monthly allowances and because I wanted to make dad and mom proud, I always invested it as I knew that I was the future president. I started paving the way for myself that time,” she answered innocently but they were all happ