Billionaire's Brilliant Reborn Wife 소설 & 이야기

"Mr Adams Carter Ma'am, he stopped by and asked to pick up Diane, he said he was her father, a renowned billionaire wouldn't lie about that so that's why—" "Excuse me?" Alicia cut her off. "You gave my daughter to Adams!" She yelled. "Do you even hear yourself Miss Phobe?" She scoffed in disbelief. "That's literally the most stupidest and dumbest thing I've ever heard! How dare you give my daughter to some renowned billionaire!" She yelled, sarcastically laying emphasis on her last statement.

I started on the treadmill when Patricia called out, “Hey, Raven. You might want to check the headlines. You and Hyacinth are viral.” “Huh?” I frowned, tapping on the tablet in front of me as I walked briskly. The headline flashed across the screen: “Powerful Couple of the Year at Elite Gala.” I gaped at the photos. There was one of Hyacinth looking up at me, her eyes filled with admiration, while I gazed down at her with equal affection. Another showed her pulling me away, clearly done with the photos. The caption read: BILLIONAIRE POWER COUPLE ALERT! Raven Reeves, Bejeweled Brand Mogul, and His Glamorous Wife Hyacinth Af Forselles-Reeves Stun at Exclusive Golden Holder Club Debut!”

I wonder why she hasn't been informed about her father's death till now, if she knew, she would have been calling my phone" Mrs Arnold was so happy at this moment, all she cares about was money, power and fame. She had her own tricks up her sleeve. "Mum! I am talking about my marriage, Rain has become ten times richer than I am because she married into the Johnson family. Now look at were I am? Zain doesn't even want to look at me because of Rains sudden appearance. Mummy I don't like this at all. She will have everything while I get the leftovers. Mummy I want that man, the youngest master of the Johnson family" Natasha was filled with so much envy and jealousy, as always, she wanted what b

The first two files alone were enough to rebuild his company and even expand it into another country. Despite himself, he reached for the third file. The moment he opened it, he froze. It felt as though all the air had left his lungs. The value of what it contained exceeded everything he had given Layla in their divorce settlement. For the first time, he truly wondered just how wealthy her family really was. They were offering him an unimaginable fortune… Yet they acted as though it meant nothing compared to bringing Layla home. If he knew where she was, he wouldn't have hesitated.

Designer clothes, a luxurious penthouse apartment, five-star restaurants, a personal assistant: my new life was dripping with opulence. It was such a far cry from the desperate housewife I’d once been. It was all thanks to Leon. He’d offered me a second chance and I’d seized it with both hands. I’d worked relentlessly to help his family establish a strong foothold in the industry. They were now an even bigger conglomerate than before, thanks to my assistance and hard work. "I’ve booked you a room at the Regency downtown," Fiona told me. "Thank you," I told her. I wasn’t the least bit nervous about returning to the city that had almost taken my life.

I didn't bother saying anything; I just walked by her and went to the bathroom. Vivienne, noting my continued indifference, followed me hastily. "Your husband is impotent. You'll never get pregnant, Isabella! Julian might be crippled now, but he'll be walking within a year, and I'll be the one having a baby. You'll be nothing compared to me!" "You should moderate your expectations regarding Julian," I said. "You should also get away from him while you still can. Otherwise, you'd end up dead, Vivienne." Vivienne's expression turned grim after noticing that I didn't praise her or pay attention to her boasting. I had even tried to advise her.

My eyes drift shut. What even is the perfect wife for a man like the Reaper? Soft. Obedient. Devoted. Someone who exists to soothe his edges? No. Something tells me it’s the opposite. Wild. Unpredictable. Clever enough to keep up. Sharp enough to be dangerous. Someone who doesn’t flinch at the dark, who knows how to use it. Someone broken in all the right places. Someone like me. “My idea’s close,” I say. “We bleed two millionaires for ten million over a stone barely worth one.”

Damien had shown me nothing but cruelty and contempt since the day we had married, and I was beginning to wonder if I had made a terrible mistake. I had indeed made a terrible mistake by choosing him as my husband, who was I kidding? And that would be the greatest regret of my entire life. Memories of my past flooded my mind, as I stared into space. How had my life come to this? I was such a bright young woman who was filled with a passion to succeed beyond expectations, so many visions of a better life. I held my chin upwards in the face of adversity and challenges of life, determined never to waver or break down but look at me now. The opposite of what I used to be in the past.

Now that he’s wealthy, she falsely claims to have donated her heart to him to extort more money. An obscure nobody like me instantly trended across all major platforms. The entire internet learned that Bryan Abbott, the trillion-dollar celebrity entrepreneur, had an ex-wife. They also learned just how heartless and ungrateful his ex-wife truly was. [She abandoned Mr. Abbott back then. Now that he’s rich, she comes crawling back to borrow money?! How shameless!] [Borrow? That’s not borrowing!] [Mr. Abbott received a heart from a kind donor. How dare she claim it was hers?]

Young master, you have a call" he said. "Hurry to the hospital! Immediately!" He yelled. "Yes sir!" He replied. The driver was scared. He hasn't seen Bellamy this angry before. He picked up the phone and answered the doctor again. "What the hell is it?" "She...it's a miracle, young master. Your wife is back to life!" He yelled. Bellamy didn't know if he was happy or angry. Happy that he doesn't have to go home to check on her dead body. Angry that she was given a chance to come to life but Natalia wasn't given any chance.