Billionaire's Wife And Mistress Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was the twenty fourth day in the month of November precisely nine Thirty four AM in the morning. "Mrs. Robinson" A lady in her late forties called out from the door side as she walked close to go give Mrs. Robinson a warm embrace. She had seen Mrs. Robinson in her shiny red long gown which flowed flawlessly on the ground. She had her hair done in a way that it was going to be envied by a lot of friends that came to the party to see her. Mrs. Robinson was the wife of the richest Billionaire in Seattle. A lot of person's envied her family and wished to have her kind all to themselves.

I tilted my head, feigning innocence, my voice laced with mock curiosity, “Oh, what? Did I say something wrong? Isn’t that what they call you?” Her nostrils flared, “How dare you…” “Oh, please.” I cut in smoothly, stepping closer until our gazes locked, “Don’t act like it’s a secret. The whole world knows how you went from being someone’s side dish to someone’s wife. You practically made headlines for it. Even the ‘country bumpkins’ whom you do hate all talking about you like you're trash, which you are by the way. Who doesn't know about the woman who almost killed the first wife, Mrs Williams multiple times by poisoning, car accidents, you even sent thugs to defile her. She got injured in t

"Please don't worry, Isaiah. Truthfully, I had to be much more frugal and careful back when I was still living with Victor. One hundred thousand dollars per year is actually a huge amount for someone like me—it's more than enough." "Wait, what did you just say?!" Isaiah's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets in disbelief. Hearing a former billionaire's wife casually claim that a hundred thousand dollars was "a huge amount" of money made him think she must be living in some kind of upside-down, reverse world where nothing made sense.

"You´re nuts. You really have no idea who you have there? Whose wife she is? She´s worth far more to you for ransom than any third-world hustler´s going to give you." Now I have his attention. "What are you talking about? Who is she then?" "That´s Beth Haswell... Elizabeth Haswell... Richard Haswell´s wife..." He looks at me blankly. "You know... Richard Haswell... Billionaire... Owns half the fucking city. And that´s his wife you´re pawing at. He´ll pay a fortune to get her back, but he might not be so happy about it if he thinks you´ve been fingering his property."

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.

"One of the richest Billionaires in New York, Rufus Williams,dumped his wife, Nora Williams, and got married to her best friend." I am sure that's going to be the first news headline that's going to disseminate tomorrow morning in the whole of New York. I smiled painfully as more tears kept pouring from my eyes. TBC

“And now onto the world of business, but what is business without a little entertainment?” And just like that — my world caught fire… BREAKING NEWS: BILLIONAIRE CEO ADRIAN VOSS IN SCANDAL – MISTRESS CLAIMS PREGNANCY. Sources Reveal Secret Marriage Years Prior. Identity of Wife Unknown. What the hell? I stared, half-awake, half in disbelief at the words displayed on the screen in red. I felt my temperature drop as the room began to close in on me. “Turn that off.” “Sir—”

, she cautioned. " Why do the spouses of billionaires think that all ladies all over the planet are behind their husbands? Rather than accusing the women all of you ought to keep eyes on your husband or to fault yourself for not fulfilling your husband that is the reason they needed to keep a mistress . ", Amara provoked. " You bitch! another word and I will grab your tongue out of your mouth . ", Vera undermined. " What you feel offended, because you are rich that doesn't give you the option to affront me. Next time think before talk . ", Amara cautioned and went inside to present the plans to Alec.

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”

The smile instantly dies on my lips. "Uh... Sheila, let me explain," Chris begins, his face turning red. I hold up a hand, trying to keep my composure. "Save it. I think I can see what's going on here. And honestly, it's so cliché. I can't believe you would do this to me." The woman on the bed clears her throat, looking sheepish. "I'm really sorry, I had no idea he was engaged." I laugh bitterly. "Oh, don't worry. You're not the one I'm mad at. It's Mr. Cheater here."