Billionaire's Long-lost Angels Novels & Stories

he said softly. I was moved by his words and nodded slightly. I really needed to clear my head, so I decided to turn off my phone until I got home. But right when I was about to shut it down, I noticed it was not just a text from Evan and his family. It was an article about me. Right there on the screen was a photo of Gabriel carrying me in the middle of the road, and my white wedding dress was covering his tailored suit. The headline read: “Hartwell Heir Marries Another Woman on the Day of Their Wedding, While His Ex-Fiancée Flees Into The Arms Of His Billionaire Uncle.”

“The Earnshaw Group is overleveraged.” Colton stared at him. “What?” “We have debts,” my father continued calmly. “Serious ones. The expansion in Europe and Asia didn’t go as planned. Investors pulled out. Why do you think we’re targeting America? We need to make our money back.” My lips pressed together, but I said nothing. This was not new information to me. Colton didn’t know because he had his own businesses separate from the one my father and I managed. Colton’s voice dropped. “How bad?”

“And the secret folder? The message about disappearing together?” He flinched. “That was real. But not the way it sounds. I created a backup escape plan. Ten million in an offshore account. New identities. Passports. Everything. It was never for me and Elena. It was for you and the kids. If the partner won, if something happened to me, I wanted you to have a way out. I was going to tell you when it was finished. I swear on my life.” I stared at him. “You were planning to disappear with our children and you did not think I deserved to know?”

“It’s about protecting his assets. The family wants to make sure the fortune stays in the right hands.” I looked at Damian, watching the hurt and doubt flicker across his face. “Is that true?” he asked. I nodded, blinking back tears. “They’re scared of losing everything. But I’m not going to let them win.” The room felt like it was closing in on us, suffocating and cold. I reached for Damian’s hand again, hoping he could feel my fight. “Damian,” I whispered, “we have to fight. Together.” Before he could answer, the door slammed open.

Jeffery was serving in the military overseas, he missed the wedding and a lot of other things over the years, this meant he wasn’t aware of the importance of her marriage. The Lyons and the Castillos, two rival conglomerate groups battling to hold major power in the nation’s economy. Several years oof unashamed rivalry and strategic battles due to the thirst of wanting to knock out the competition, they finally come to a truce- establishing a marriage between the heir of the Castillo empire and one of the daughters of the Lyons, this took years before a final agreement was signed by both CEOs. Both companies were able to dominate the market both in the country and overseas, knocking out any

"I want the portrait “. I whispered jokingly knowing Alexander was going to make it mine. For some reason I just wanted Daniel to feel worthless, I had not seen him in years but seeing him at tge gala spark hatred and mis wasn't left out. Alexander stood up to beat the price even though intruded pretending to stop him but Alexander dudnt listen, he made sure the portrait was mine before assuming jus seat back. I smiled, Daniel and Mia disgraced, Alexander was a business mogul way richer than Daniel. Daniel was no match for him, the auction ended and everyone else extended pleasantries other proposing a business deal and some ladies gossiping how hot the men were.

CHAPTER V The life of Atif’s family. Atif life is the opposite of what Aliyah have. He is consider as a young billionaire in the society where he belong. He has all possessions that needed in order to be happy or successful. Atif seemed to have everything –he is brainy, good looking, charming, and have plenty of money. His family combined fortune is derived largely from stakes held in H & A Summit, which has interests in airlines, shipping or logistics, manufacturing, distributing, marketing, telecom, banking, food, and property.

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.

The silk clung to my curves before flowing into an elegant train, and the deep V-neckline was just daring enough to command attention without crossing into scandalous territory. "You're radiant," Damien murmured beside me, his hand settling possessively on the small of my back. He looked devastating in his custom tuxedo, every inch the powerful billionaire businessman. "This is really happening," I breathed, watching the crowd mingle around displays showcasing the foundation's mission—providing scholarships and mentorship to young artists from underprivileged backgrounds. "You made it happen, Angel." His eyes gleamed with pride. "Your vision, your passion. I just provided the resources."

Another wealthy socialite raised a hand. Trenton didn’t give up he was determined to get the bracelet for Angela. Angela was impressed but she wanted him to stop. “Thirty five million dollars.” Trenton said. The wealthy socialites withdrew their hands and gave up. “It’s just a small bracelet.” People murmured. “Thirty five million dollars going once?” The auctioneer announced. “Trenton, it’s too much.” Angela pulled his hand. “I’m spoiling you baby, I don’t care.” Trenton winked at her. “Thirty million dollar going twice?” The auctioneer announced. “Forty five million dollars.” A voice spoke loudly from behind. The voice sounded familiar to Trenton. The owner of the voice walked further in.