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Adrian said smoothly, though there was an edge to his voice. Victoria. Now, Leila knew the name. Victoria Moreau—heiress to a luxury empire, socialite, and, most importantly… Adrian Kane’s ex. She felt her stomach turn. Victoria’s gaze flickered to Leila, her lips curving into a slow, knowing smile. “So this is the new Mrs. Kane.” Leila met her stare without flinching. “That’s right.” Victoria extended a hand. “Charmed.” Leila took it, gripping just a little harder than necessary. “Likewise.”

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

The words slipped out quietly without me even thinking and Julian’s fingers paused against his phone and there was this unrecognisable emotion in his face. “He built everything I have,” he answered after a moment. “Cross Industries started with him.” “And your mother?” His jaw tightened slightly. “My mother loves power and herself more than people.” Well. That explained literally everything. My eyes drifted toward my reflection in the glass and I barely recognized myself anymore. Designer clothes. Luxury penthouse. Fake marriage. Media scandals. Hours ago I was arguing with hospital billing departments and eating noodles in my apartment while grading exhibition proposals. Now I was standing

"Who is the girl?" I asked, and he shrugged. "Would you believe that I didn't ask?" Tobin leaned back and gave him a pitiful look. "My poor boy! Her name is Layla!" I raised my brow! "Layla?" "Layla Martinez! Her father is the owner of Martinez Group in Vancouver!" I knew who they were. This marriage could give him power. It was beneficial indeed. "I heard she is a beautiful blond girl!" Kit brought it up. "Indeed, she is! You're the winner lucky *ss."

We didn’t look like two drunk idiots playing pretend. I looked up at Eric and said, “We’re screwed. “Completely, and utterly fucked.” My heart was pounding and then, I read the caption below the video: “British Billionaire Heir Marries Mystery Woman in Miami.” That one sentence was bold enough to punch my soul straight out of my body. I blinked at first, then blinked again. British… what? Billionaire… Who? “What—?” I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself.

She stood up and walks towards me, her smile disappearing like she was understanding me now. “That should tell us the kind of person he is right?” I mumbled the words as she placed a hand on my shoulder. She nods. “Yes, someone that goes for what he wants. You think he’ll allow anyone talk him into marriage if he didn’t want it.” She laughed, surprised that I couldn’t deduce that. “He’s a billionaire olive, he could give Ryan much more than what he got without wanting anything in return. So I think he wants this and besides you said Ryan was the one that told you about him being a playboy, he could have been lying.” She actually turned the whole thing around.

A couple of days ago, Billionaire CEO to Bridger Empire, Christopher Bridger ties the knot with his bride, Ahsley Grander, in a discreet, but elite manner. Then the screen was filled with the latest couple in the country, and Rudney’s breath caught in his throat; that had to be Lily Bashwood!

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

“You’ve become a disgrace, Amelia. Do you have any idea how your scandal affects our family name?” I laughed bitterly. “My scandal? Dad, they…” “Enough.” His voice cut through the air. “You’re going to fix this. You’re going to marry Alexander Sterling.” I stared. “What?” He didn’t blink. “The Sterling family is willing to invest in our company. Their condition is a marriage alliance. You’ll do it.” I stepped back, shaking my head. “I just lost my career, my relationship, everything and you want to sell me like property?”

The client caught the flicker in Travis’s eyes and glanced toward the server. “Mr. Luther, do you know that woman who just walked past?” Travis’s dark gaze stayed calm, his tone flat. “No.” Satisfied, the client leaned in with a conspiratorial air. “Then let me tell you something. Word is, a tycoon just arrived in Wellford. He’s offering three hundred million as a bride price—wants to marry into a respectable family to improve the next generation’s genes. I heard he rented out a private suite here to meet the candidates. That woman just now… she’s probably one of them.”