Billionaire's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

"For all I know, you could be a serial killer or maybe even worse." "Mason," he said quickly. "My name's Mason. I'll buy you a house, a car, a private jet, just tell me what you want." He begged. "You're not going to spend the rest of your life with me just a few weeks until my fiance arrives." "So you're asking me to be a substitute bride?" "Exactly." I can't believe I'm even considering this. The offer was undeniably tempting. I have nothing to lose, by the way, so it's worth the risk. If I'm married, my mom can't force me to marry that old man.

“I know. I just don’t understand why they’re so fixated on me. I’m not anyone important.” “Babe, I’m really sorry to say this but it’s not just you.” Tiffany frowned. “I dug up more about your husband,” she made the quotation signals in the air with her fingers, “and he’s like the most eligible bachelor in Europe, especially France. Maybe that’s why we don’t really know him back when we were in Ireland or even here in London, but you get what I mean. He’s a billionaire who’s a son of a billionaire and apparently he’s listed in Thirty Under Thirty by Forbes or something. Anyway,” Tiffany shook her head as if trying to reach her point, “he’s famous so when a famous person marries someone, news

His eyes remained fixed on Claire. "Yes. You'll get $80,000 as long as you agree to marry Mr. Alexander Knight as your stepsister's replacement!" "Alexander Knight?!" screamed Claire in astonishment. Her eyes widened at the condition her father had set for her. Of course, Claire knows who Alexander Knight is. He is the son of a bankrupt billionaire who, rumor has it, went into hiding because of his ugly face after he was the victim of a fire that burned down his house eight years ago.

I needed to ask. "Tell me your secret, how did you know about this party?" I asked. Emily laughed it off. She rolled her eyes at me and said in an excited tone. "So you remember this guy I told you about? Turns out he is the son of a multimillionaire CEO, anyways, his father is friends with the organizer of the masquerade party." Emily ranted. I nodded my head slowly, I was not surprised. Emily had a thing of changing men every new week. She never exactly saw the idea of settling down for marriage as a big thing, neither did I.

"No, we'll leave together. I don't want the sleazy tabloids capturing shit about our marriage." At that, she chuckled humorlessly, unbothered by his anger. "You've done a good job painting the reality of what it is to the media already. I won't be made a clown a second time." Then she reached for her phone and ordered a cab in front of the nanny and the Stark family chauffeur who had come in a limo to pick them up. What the fuck was she trying to pull? What new scheme could she be cooking? Alessandro knew he couldn't make a scene there and swallowed his rage, watching as a small cab drove in and the new wife of the richest billionaire in America according to Forbes, entered with their baby.

Jasmine sat down immediately with a puzzled look on her face and Avery cut to the chase immediately, because he had no time to beat around the bush. “The woman from last night wasn’t just another woman like you called her.” He started. “She’s mine. She is Zoe Madrigal of Madrigal Hotels and she is my wife.” He didn’t fail to register the shocked look on her face that disappeared almost immediately. She didn’t stand up like he had expected, she only studied him. “You got married?” She asked and when he nodded his head, laughed out loud. “Well, that is surely a surprise. I didn’t see anything about it in the news, Avery.”

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.

she sniffle unable to finish what she was saying. Eduardo smiled again " Everything, I see everything in her, can't imagine spending my life without her and she is here" Lisa shock her head, Rich people. This was unbelievable, talking about your mistress and inviting her to your wedding, and smiling about it, he was truly a jerk. The crowd couldn't stop murmuring, this only happens one in a blue moon and or it doesn't happen at all, this was new "billionaire invites his mistress to his wedding then call it off at the altar" Lisa thought, headlines like this would be in the news for months.

"I heard that the man is not from Jingling, a freelancer ...... tsk tsk, what a good life, to marry the president's daughter!" "Freelance? How much money can he earn? Can you afford the bride price?" Bride price? Old Lady Situ couldn't help but roll her eyes. She hadn't seen a single penny! The wedding house and banquet were all prepared by Situ Yan, the man didn't have a dime at all, and even his job was made up! However, the old madam would only keep this in her heart and think silently, after all, she had to take into account the reputation of the Presidential Mansion, and it would not be good for her to spread the word.

"Really? Is Mia short of money? Wasn't she known as a wealthy heiress herself? This can't be true!" "Oh my gosh. Mia is my goddess! How could she do such a thing?" "Wait! Wait! Haven't you noticed the main point? Mia is already married! She married Charles Smith, the president of Glory Group! Her husband is so rich! This news is definitely fake! It must be defaming Mia!" Mia’s fans spoke up at the right time, "That's right! Mimi comes from a wealthy family. Both she and her husband are so rich! Any woman would know who to choose between Charles and Alexander, right?"