Billionaire's Brilliant Reborn Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Looking at her face in disbelief, she cried. "Don't call me that. You are a crushed child. You disgust me. your birth lead me to infertility. Because of you i had to left my work. Your birth made my body unhealthy ,I couldn’t continue my modeling carrier. Hament and I started fighting. I don't know what black magic you did on my husband, He wanted to give you everything. Even neglecting my precious Anna. You bitch, you snatch everything from me, my happiness, my daughter happiness, you killed your father. He died because of you. He even gave all his company shares to you. My daughter was given just a villa and some land of the property. You snatch everything from us. You witch!!. " She shout

Also, he can't let his parents find out about him being away from the company for so long. " Please check the internet. It's an emergency!" Narrowing eyebrows, he opens the browser. However, his expression crumbles immediately with a distinct distortion of anger... * Married Woman's Affair: The Wife of Billionaire Businessman Marquis Williamson and Daughter-in-law of Biggest Politician Williamson was seen with a man in front of his apartment complex!* The photo of a man carrying Oryx whose face is clear to see, makes Marquis more enraged. He has been dealing with lots of stuff, and now her recklessness adding the fuel to his patience.

The best part was her husband was known as a self-made billionaire, not a trust-fund baby and wannabe business tycoon like Brandon. He had worked his way to the top of the business ladder and helped to transform his family company which was almost at extinction before he took over. Brandon was not even close to achieving anything similar to this, and Kourtney knew that he would never be able to. Sebastian was 100 times richer and more successful than Brandon would ever be. Her heart swelled with pride, knowing she was now the wife of someone as accomplished and admirable as Sebastian Woods. Although the man was indeed annoying with his egotistic behavior, she felt it was good enough than bei

Closing his eyes, memories from the past flooded his mind. It was a beautiful morning when Bruno and Natalie's long-awaited wish came true. They were blessed with a precious baby girl. However, complications arose during the birth, leading Natalie to fall into a coma. Bruno dedicated himself to caring for her in the hospital, while his elder brother Viraj and his wife Riya took on the responsibility of looking after the newborn. Tragically, on their way to the Dixon Villa, their car's brakes failed, resulting in a horrific accident that claimed the lives of Bruno’s brother, sister in law and infant daughter, and left Bruno to shoulder the burden of the Dixon Group.

Couples arguing over groceries. Real life. Brian noticed me watching through the window. “What?” “Nothing.” “Daphne.” I sighed.“I forgot people existed.” That earned a small laugh from him. “A dangerous side effect of becoming a billionaire.” “I’m serious.” “So am I.” The studio sat between a pharmacy and an old café. It was small, modest and forgettable. Exactly the kind of place nobody would notice. Which made it perfect. Until I saw the broken front window. The moment I step out of the vehicle, I knew something was wrong. Glass covered the pavement. The front door hung slightly open, one of the hinges was broken. Brian noticed it too. His entire posture changed instantly. Relaxed became a

I was a survivor of a life I had once allowed to crush me. "Are you ready?" Xavier whispered, offering me his arm. "I've been ready for a year, Xavier. Maybe longer." As we walked down the grand staircase of our private estate, the elite of the world rose to their feet. This wasn't just a wedding; it was the coronation of a new era. We had turned a betrayal into a multi-billion dollar empire. As we stood at the altar, I didn't look at the flowers or the celebrity guests. I looked into Xavier’s grey eyes the eyes that had stayed constant even when I was too blind to see them.

She turned and walked out before he could reach her. Downstairs felt like a different world. Quieter. The food still on low heat. The wine on the counter breathing for a dinner that was never going to happen. She moved through all of it like someone walking through the remains of something. Picked up her Rolex from the table. Held it for a moment. One million dollars. Months of saving. For a man currently at the top of the stairs with her best friend. She put it in her bag. Picked up the ginare wine. Turned off the cooker because even in that moment some part of her was practical enough not to burn his house down, which was honestly more than he deserved.

Black and white marble floors, a crystal chandelier that cost more than most people earned in a lifetime, and a grand double staircase that swept upward like wings. Usually, first time guests would stop. They'd gasped. Look up at the ceiling. Or spin around. Nora did too. She raised her head and spun a small circle, her eyes tracing the high ceiling and chandelier. Her eyes went wide and her face brightened for a moment, before she seemed to remember herself and straighten. But that was all Cain needed to see. Good, he thought. This woman could never be my wife. Vivienne grew up in this world. She would never stare at a chandelier.

How lucky was I to have a billionaire husband, even if our relationship wasn’t perfect? The look on her face, Serena’s shocked, bitter expression when she realized I was no longer the shabby beggar she wanted me to be, was priceless. I could still see her eyes narrowing, her fake smile trembling as she searched for a way to drag me down again. She couldn’t stand seeing me clean, dressed neatly, and living well. So, of course, she brought up the debt. I sighed, brushing away the crumbs on my hand. How did we even get here? One moment we were like sisters, inseparable and the next, she had turned into my sworn enemy. Was I cursed to always end up alone?

“It’s…. worse.” I scrolled. Beneath the article, a tiny world full of snakes was having a party. She was the wedding planner, right? How convenient that the real bride ends up in a coma and the planner becomes the wife. Vittoria isn’t even dead and this woman is already sitting beside Nicholas? Classless. Maya Moguel looks way too comfortable wearing the De Castello name. From a Bali event girl to billionaire wife. Teach us, queen. There’s a little girl living in the mansion too, apparently. Where did that child come from?