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Also saving ourselves from appearing on the newspaper tomorrow, I can already imagine it, “SON OF BILLIONAIRE MOGUL CLARK RIQUE AND DAUGHTER of BILLIONAIRE MOGUL LARA RIQUE FORMERLY AUSTEN HAVE BEEN SEEN INVOLVED IN A MARRIAGE SCUFFLE” I squirm the thought of it, pretty sure that one of us would have given in before letting that happen.

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

"Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery." I cleared my throat awkwardly. The family I worked for was quite mysterious. They were very private. I knew enough, but I didn't talk much to Natty. I just listened without responding. "If it's a boy, and they're looking for a daughter-in-law, I'll do whatever it takes to get on their search radar." Natty raved incessantly about this wealthy family. "Didn't most rich people already have their own candidates?" Natty let out an exasperated breath. "That's right," she said.

What? "I'm sure you already knew that, though. I mean, it's a good reason to be with him, right?" He sneered, but she looked at him like she had no clue what he was talking about, because she didn't. "Don't act like you don't know. I know you know. C'mon, he didn't tell you he's set to inherit billions? His Grandpops started some media company. He's loaded. Like really loaded. His family is like one of the top 10 richest in the country." Ian was bullshitting her. He had to be. He told her he was small town kid. Pearl had googled him. Nothing showed up about that, that she saw. She was too shocked to talk.

"I can't bear to see you continue oppressed under your father's rule. Can't we start from scratch and leave behind everything that is related to your father? Don't get me wrong; I'm not trying to break up your relationship with Mr. Adyatama. I want to let go of the shackles between you..." "I understand, don't worry. But you seem to have misunderstood one thing." Fisya furrowed her brow in surprise. "Misunderstood? Me?" "Uhm. I'm not completely in my father's shackles. I have my own business without the help of my dad's money. That business, however, is not run in this country, but in Austria, where I have a friend and business partner responsible for running the business." This is a surpris

He slowly backed into the road, this time, he didn’t hit anyone again. “I can’t believe this people,” I said. He looked at me from the side, but said nothing. “Do you know that almost everyone on earth has found out the great billionaire’s son was marrying a nobody? They have a lot to say about it.” He shrugged. “I bet one of those is you’re an insanely beautiful woman,” he said easily.

"You are really out of your mind, Andrea. Why don't you turn yourself invisible? Then you can keep that a secret too." "Lena, how do you expect me to tell a man who is on his sick bed dying that his old lover Christina had wanted to deceive him for his riches and I'm not his biological daughter?" This time Andrea rolled her eyes at Elena. Elena thought for a while and nodded her head in understanding. "You are right anyway, you don't want to let the world know you are Sean Wilson's wife, one of the youngest billionaires in America and the heir to the Wilson's that is worth a fortune, plus you are the daughter of a billionaire, and your elder brother is the owner of JJ Entertainment, the bigg

she said "Because if you did, you would have seen your ex-girlfriend on it a few times with her billionaire husband, of course." The man’s shock was immediate. He had never thought about it this way. Claire, the woman he had loved, had gone on to marry a billionaire? The revelation hit him harder than anything Charlotte had said before. "Claire is married? To a billionaire?" he asked, his voice incredulous. It was clear he hadn’t been following Claire’s life after their breakup, and the news was both shocking and humbling.

She was duped once more about her devotion to the royal family. On the short break for the taping session, Terrence sat on the bench and picked his ballpen and notebook from his bag. He began to write sentences on the thing he was holding with dates and titles. It was his personal diary. He named it "Diary of a Billionaire's Son", since he was the heir to a billionaire's property. All events were put in there. His achievements, tragedies, and realities in life, including bad instances. No one ever read it, because it was his exclusive memorabilia written by himself as his daily routine.

… At the Eno Family Mansion The small family of four gathered and enjoyed a sumptuous lunch. Mayor Lown did not join the luncheon because he still has other engagements. After all, this is a shotgun wedding that Chase brought up out of nowhere. Elder Eno, also known as Gregory Eno, the richest man in the country, is humbly peeling shrimp shells for his great-grandson and granddaughter-in-law. The perfectly peeled shrimps will go to Eon and Rui, and the rejects will go to Chase. Chase, childishly competed with his grandfather so the mother and son's plates were filled with all kinds of dishes that they cannot finish.