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Alexander shut her out immediately. He was too busy talking to business partners and potential investors for his company, which was his major purpose for attending the gala. He didn't believe in the act of charity; to him, it was a waste of money, but these things needed to be done so that he could show off his company. A company that he was about to lose the majority shares he owned if he didn't get married.

I slid Paige’s full name across the counter on a sticky note: Paige Elira Lancaster. Two days later, he called me. “Meet, Down town, café. There was a limited amount of café downtown so I knew which one would capture his attention. We met in the quiet café near the riverside. Benji came with a slim brown envelope and a face that looked like it aged ten years since we last spoke. “Here's it, Rennie.” looking at Paige's report,she ain't some broke bitch trying to extort Shawn. “She’s from the Lancaster family,old money. Her father runs investment groups across Europe. She’s got enough trust funds to keep five Diane’s in gold shoes until retirement.”

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

He said as he raised the cup to his lips. “He needed his inheritance. And a hundred thousand dollars was literally nothing to a billionaire like him.” I said nonchalantly and he spewed out the coffee in his mouth. “He's a billionaire?” He asked in surprise and I nodded quickly. “That man that you just called shabby and weak is Owen Walker, the richest billionaire in the whole of Michigan. He owns the biggest entertainment industry here!” I exclaimed and he stared at me with his mouth wide open. “The Ws? Are you serious?” He asked in disbelief and I nodded.

She raised her head with a smile. "It is," She giggled as she fought the urge to jump on him. It was a letter from Chris Williams inviting him to make a portrait of his mother but it would be done in his mansion. He is paying him Two billion dollars. Chris Williams is one of the most successful businessmen in Chicago "Do we leave this evening?" She asked giggling with excitement. "No, we start tomorrow. I have to get some stuff today and we are going grocery shopping." "Grocery shopping?" She furrowed her brows. "Why are we going grocery shopping?"

he asked, his tone polite but distant. Ava's eyes sparkled as she replied, "I've been doing great, Alexander. I returned from the States a few days ago. It's been a while since we've seen each other, hasn't it?" Ava Hamilton was the only daughter of George Hamilton, the owner of Hamilton Corporation, a multi-trillion-dollar company. She is a successful model and art director based in the United States, with a net worth that surpassed even some of the world's billionaires. As she circulated among the guests at the anniversary celebration, Ava exuded an air of confidence and sophistication. She was used to being the center of attention, and tonight was no exception. People turned to look at he

His family owned one of the country's largest shipping empires, and Liam carried that inherited wealth with the careless confidence of someone who had never once worried about the consequences of his actions. Beside him sat Nathaniel Goldman, heir to the Goldman banking fortune, who was well known as one of the city's most ruthless young financiers. Jaime Ashford, Liam's cousin, lounged on the sofa with a glass of sparkling water in hand. She was a fashion entrepreneur and online famous with a very big following. Andy Bennett leaned against the bar, scrolling through his phone. His family had built a tech empire, and Andy never missed an opportunity to remind people that he was now expanding

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

He glanced at it and the color drained from his face. Noah frowned. “What is it?” Ethan didn’t answer. He turned the screen toward Noah. It was a headline. Big, bold, and impossible to miss. > Billionaire Ethan Cole Secretly Engaged to His Male Assistant. Inside the Shocking Love Story of the Year! ******** Noah froze in shock. “What—how—?”

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed "You have a huge day tomorrow!" TBC....