Novel & Cerita Billionaire Wife

Maybe all of these aches will go away. He was Nicholas Michealson, and he wasn’t supposed to bow to anyone. Three times richest man according to Forbes and the CEO of a chain of multi-billion dollar restaurants, he shouldn’t be scared of a mere woman. Not just any woman, the one who broke his heart and reduced him to nothing. She made him crave her love till money meant so little to him, and all he wanted was to be wrapped in her arms. No woman would do that to him and go scot-free. He had the power to do and Undo.

Trinity was suddenly more awake as she took in the woman, this time in a completely different light. I'm no where near close to the kind of beauty this is, was her first thought. Followed by, no wonder Dmitri is crazy about her. Unbeknownst to her inner turmoil, Tina continued, "She is a single, pretty, rich and renowned model and has an equally influential family. Her father owns Gage Pharmaceuticals and her mother has her own fashion line."

he snapped at them. That man is rich. He is married and his wife is a socialite. He has so many mistresses, that he doesn't know how many kids he sired so far. Most of them get an abortion, but only a few will keep the child to threaten him for money. Little do they k for that he is so cruel that he never hesitated to kill any of them, even the little kids. His wife is happy as long as gives her enough money for her endless shopping spree. He never asked if she had an affair as long as she maintains it a secret.

she replied and Rico nodded. “Tell me her story, what happened to her?” she asked. “You know that isn't allowed.” “I can ask around and know by the end of today,” Olga replied. Rico sighed and hesitated a little before speaking. “She was the wife of a billionaire in New York City.” “What billionaire?” Olga asked, paying full attention. “Our old friend. Bryan Hart.”

He hasn't seen his Boss like this before, he realized that the girl that his boss has been buying flowers for was none other than his wife. The next day after Eric told him to search for Ms Avery around, he went online to check on something when he found the news online. “Billionaire Secret. A well known Billionaire is cheating on his wife who happens to be the Lincoln family heir.” He was shocked. There were photographs, but the woman's face wasn't visible. Photograph of Avery running out of the restaurant. Phone of Eric going after her, photograph of a lady on the floor, but her face was visible in the camera. Luck wonders who that person may be, but he knew certainly it wasn't Anastasia B

“Tell me who he is and why he chose me as his wife.” She stood petrified in front of me, as if she didn’t know what to say, but I wouldn’t let her get away before she answered all my questions. “I don't understand why he chose you as his wife,” her voice came out shaky and slurred, “but Mr. Gregory is the heir to a multi-billion dollar empire. He needs a wife to take over the family business.” “Billionaire?” I whispered, and it was as if my strength went out like a balloon. ”I married a billionaire?”

World-renowned philanthropist, former Miss World, Miss USA, and famous pageant who once walked a runway with even more famous runway models just to raise money for a charity course. They made a whooping sum of 30 billion dollars and guess the model most voted for. Yes, Penelope’s yapping the few days to the wedding had paid off. Wife of billionaire business mogul, Cillian Van Hawthorne and mother of her now cold husband. It felt very weird, she now had a husband. One who hated her guts but a husband regardless. “Kallista,” She smiled at her, a smile which she found a bit unsettling. “I don't know what to say about my son marrying a woman different from Penelope at the altar of God.”

"Do you find keeping abs so simple, Mrs. Woods?" After all, why is he annoyed after listening to me? I'm sure that after hearing me, it has hurt his male ego. "Of course, what's so special about having abs?" I remarked with a shoulder shrug. "Mrs. Woods, an architect who is worth a billion dollars, also needs to manage a business empire, whereas a model merely needs to worry about maintaining his physical appearance." He said this while turning his torso to face me. Oh god, why is he approaching me so closely?

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

I was a billionaire's wife now. Even without direct confirmation, I knew that people were watching us. Quinn was a famous businessman after all. From the moment we walked through the economy, I saw a lot of eyes fixed on us, and rising murmurs about the billionaire and his wife. It was Quinn's firm hold on me that stopped me from falling flat on my face.