Novel & Cerita Billionaire Wife

She said excitedly. Viren was trying to focus on work, but he couldn’t help but look at his wife who was talking to her friends. She was showing them the private jet. After talking to them, she called her parents and then started clicking pictures with different poses. He was enjoying her antics, he was wondering how long it would take her to accept the fact that she is the wife of a Billionaire. He remembered her blabbering when she saw his mansion,”Wow! It looks like a palace just like a fairy tale.”

She was also among those people. Life is truly unpredictable. ------------------------------------------- --------------------------- After her wedding she moved to the USA with her husband. Her husband! Mr. Zanvil Williams. Now she was Mrs. Eleonora Sava Williams. When she moved to the USA she got another two biggest shocks. First she didn't know her husband was a billionaire and second he didn't want her. She knew The Williams were quite rich but she didn't expect they were a billionaire family. She never did any investigation on them. She was always in her little world away from the outer world.

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.

He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa

Just then, a hush fell over the party. All the eyes were drawn towards the entrance, from where two dazzling women were walking inside with confidence. Nina caught everyone's attention. She is extremely beautiful and holds herself with grace and confidence. Her attitude is right and her demeanor demands respect and attention. She might not be the richest person in that banquet, but she is still rich. She is now a millionaire with her shares and her net income. And she alone earned everything. That itself is giving her confidence to walk inside with her head held high.

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.”

She said it with a smile. "Thank you for the compliment, Mrs. Woods. Yet your contracted husband is a specialist in every area. You are incredibly lucky to have a husband like that—one with model-like looks, culinary prowess on par with a chef at a five-star hotel, and the ability to create a stunning garment out of nothing more complicated than a set of bedsheets for his wife. Being with you made me realize how many talents I possess." Despite my best attempts, I was unable to keep a smile on my face when she referred to our marriage as a "contracted marriage." I didn't want to show how horrible I felt about it.