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I stood, already dismissing the conversation. And his voice stopped me. “Four hundred billion dollars.” He leaned forward. “I’ll give you four hundred billion dollars if you find him. And if you do it in two days, I’ll transfer fifty percent of my assets to you.” “I have all the money I need Vladimir. What makes your four hundred billion so different?” Vladimir’s grin widened. “My assets, Hilton. My assets make it all different.” Liam was silent beside me, waiting. “And you have a photo of this man?” I asked, taking over yet another desperate man's company was interesting.

Cruz asked but Jessica was mute as she stared at him in disbelief. "Oh, you can't talk now? Don't worry, I will help you. You're Jessica Vegas, the only child of Sean and Monica Vegas who has never even taken an IQ test because there is nothing significant about you to test. After 27 long years of your life, you could only brag of is a master's degree yet you can't get yourself a proper job of being a teacher. This old news might be new to you but I was the reason you were able to retain that job of yours after the ruckus you caused online. And now, you've lost the job even with your degrees. But you're lucky you've got me. I made you popular, didn't I? Just by searching up your name on WeCo

Victor Thatcher sat in his private study, staring out the expansive window that overlooked his vast estate. The news had hit him like a ton of bricks—Theodore was getting married. This wasn’t just any wedding. The timing was significant. In six months, once Theodore turned 30, the inheritance would be his—25 billion, alongside the properties and investments that had accumulated wealth for generations. Everything that Victor had worked so hard to position himself for, now at risk.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

"Yes, but I had Donna on my side, she found previous girlfriends, and spoke to her previous bosses, between that, and what my lawyer pulled out of her, it was settled out of court." "You paid her." "Yes." "Why?" "I have money, I did pay more attention to my writing than her, so I figured I did owe her." "That's bullshit," Addie said. "Maybe, and Donna would agree with you, but I felt better for it." She opened one eye to look at Addie. "You?" "Me what?" Addie tried to avoid the question. "Why are you single?" Blake asked. "Or is it the whole water hole incident, did it scar you for life?"

I can't keep putting all my baggage on Luisa. I would die if I don't start my chemotherapy sessions in a few months, I can't tell anyone of my illness, I don't need any more sympathy. The fact alone that the cause of my first pain and heartbreak is who I have to lean on, hurts me badly, it feels like I'm betraying 15 year old me but I'm sure she'll understand, our lives are at stake here, pride won't save us, I learnt that the hard way. "You are living with Luca? As in Luca Maverick, the Billionaire Luca and the one from high school?"

I understand you may have some concerns, but I assure you, my intentions are true. Sabrina snorted. "True? You mean you truly wanted a free ticket to wealth. I stepped forward, my voice sharp. "That's enough, Sabrina. Adrian is my husband, and you will treat him with respect." Sabrina rolled her eyes, but before she could retort, Adrian spoke. "I may not come from wealth, but I work hard, and I care about Victoria's happiness. That's all that should matter." Clara chuckled, shaking her head. "How noble of you. But let's be honest, a man like you will never fit into our world."

But it became an obsession. I even hired a private investigator. Top-tier. Discreet. But they came up with nothing. No Belle who matched her face, her height, her build. No trace. Until today. My phone buzzed. A news alert from a gossip site I usually ignored. But the headline made my stomach twist: Runaway Bride Caught Clubbing in L.A. – Shocking Twist in Billionaire Daniel Cross’s Canceled Wedding My chest tightened. I clicked it, expecting a generic scandal. But then—

Amelie had said I needed heart surgery, but I knew we couldn’t afford it. I don’t know if Mom and Dad were looking out for us or if fate just decided to reward nice people, but something happened that would change our lives forever. In walked Nathan Michaels like a prince on his trusty steed. Amelie and Nathan had a whirlwind romance, and Nathan just happened to be a billionaire. I had my surgery, and we went from living in a bug-infested apartment to a two-floor penthouse apartment. What was to come next, though, was even more surprising.

Vivienne whispered, her voice trembling. "You spent it on villas in Ibiza and penthouse suites in Paris," Caleb countered, slamming a thick folder onto the mahogany table. "You spent it on high stakes gambling and a lifestyle that kept you in the headlines of European tabloids while your daughter was taking her first steps and learning to read in Boston. Killian only cut the funding twelve months ago when he realized he wasn't paying for your health, he was paying for your dealer. And isn't it curious, Vivienne, that this sudden motherly instinct only developed the moment the bank account was frozen?"