Novel & Cerita Billionaire Wife

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

"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.

It didn’t take long before the crowd recognize who the two are after they took a pic in front of the massive Christmas tree with the large crowd as witnesses. “Is he Tyler Barns?” “It’s his wife, right?” “What’s her name again?” “Althea? Wait, let me look it up—” “It’s really them!” “Who?” “The youngest billionaire in the city who gave his company to his wife—!” “Wha—he’s hot—” “Go, go, let’s ask for a pic—” “I was the first one who—” “Move it—!” “Let m—” It was pure chaos.

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 defended Caleb at this point. "Okay, okay... I'm sorry for blaming your husband for what happened. I'm sorry, Ana. It's just that... you married a high-profile man, do you think you won't get involved in the messed up billionaire's life?" I remain silent after she scolded me like a mother. It's not like I marry Caleb because I love him, it's all about money. Those thoughts don't come to my mind as I am more concerned about our situation at that time. It's not about love.

Mia asked. "Come on, Mia. We were coursemates." Cara laughed softly. "I remember that little apartment of yours and you running to work after classes. Honestly, seeing you here is surprising." Mia remained silent. "Don't misunderstand me," Cara continued. "I'm actually impressed. This summit isn't for ordinary people. The guest list alone is terrifying." This place is filled with people who move markets." Her eyes swept across the room. "My husband and I practically live on airplanes now. We have penthouses and villas in different countries , and a house on the coast that we barely even use.

Choosing her words carefully, she responded, "No. Jia is not my daughter." Eric's curiosity piqued as he continued, "Is it Yohan Dixon? Dixon Group's chairman?" “Yes… Jia is…his daughter…” “She is adopted.” “Yes…” Eric flicked the cigarette ash and glanced at her, “isn’t he your ex-husband?” Sara hesitantly nodded. Eric smirked, “He is as famous for his business skills as he is for his personal life. I have heard a lot about him, but I didn't know that you were his ex-wife. It confirmed today.”

I said while smiling at her. Sophia is so beautiful as ever. She was wearing a white sleeveless dress with flowers on its hem, which made her look like an angel. "And also, my husband asked me to go here with him. I didn't know we are talking about the same person." Prestine said. "Husband? You mean, Brent?" "Uh-huh. I am his wife." "Oh my God, Brent never told me about that! Congratulations! I mean, what a coincidence, right?" "Right!"

She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Sarah wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon