Billionaires Surrogate Novels & Stories

She sat on the bed, watching them arrange things into place, including installing a television. What if that man is indeed Mr Stranger? The news states he is the most cruel business man in the country! And would she be carrying his baby? This man is the most eligible bachelor in the country! What?!! "How do you like the curtains madam?" Olivia nodded with a smile as she tried to remain calm. She's a billionaire's surrogate! Not just any billionaire. The top guy in the business world. Shouldn't she freak out? Of course she should freak out!!

Here are 20 plot twists to add intrigue, complexity, and suspense to the revised outline of *Ex-Husband, Please Come Back to Us*: --- ### **Character-Based Twists** 1. **Secret Connection:** Vincent and John are revealed to be half-brothers, sharing a father who abandoned both families. This fuels Vincent’s resentment and desire to destroy John. 2. **Hidden Ally:** Bella secretly helps John from within the Willow family, motivated by her guilt for falsely accusing him in the past.

It had the right effect. Charlotte's ears perked up and she placed a hand over her mouth. "Are you kidding me right now?" She half-whispered, half-screamed. "No, I'm not. This is plain truth." Amy pressed. "Let's hear it then." Charlotte said, urging Amy to go on. "Well, it's simple. Ever heard about a surrogate organization?" She asked her friend. "Umm….yeah. What has that got to do with seventy million dollars?" Charlotte asked, confusion clouding her face.

Her dignity had already been trampled upon by this man over and over again. But she did not want to be a surrogate. She was not ready to get pregnant. She hadn’t finished college yet and got her dream job. She was yet to enjoy her youthful days. How could she give all that away? “Master Reid, please I beg you if that is what you want me to do. Please, I don’t want to be your surrogate. I get it… I get that you used a lot of money to buy me. but I can pay you in other ways. It doesn’t have to be like this.” Olivia cried as she messily wiped the tears from her eyes.

But tonight was different; she couldn't seem to focus on anything. Her heart raced as she approached the table where the chief sponsor, Mr. Gabriel Hernández, a billionaire artist and host of the event, was sitting. He gave the signal for a refill of his champagne and as she bent down to pour it, she caught a glimpse of his cold steely eyes. Her hands trembled as her blond hair made a curtain in front of her face. She tried to steady her hand as she poured his wine, but it shook uncontrollably, and the clear liquid spilled over the edge of the glass, drenching his pristine white shirt.

He must've known me before now. Dylan Walter, a wealthy billionaire becoming my baby daddy by chance. This was certainly unbelievable! He tossed a file to me as he stood up, sheltering his hands into his pockets. “Surrogacy contract” I read out loudly. He was paying me $1million to keep the child.. “W.. what is this? No! I can't accept it! I'm not selling my child to you, Dylan!” I flared in rage. A cold silence followed and then I spoke again. “I'd rather raise my child without your help. Besides, you said it yourself, my marriage with Steven has ended. I do not intend to be held back by another man!”

However, I knew the basics. There was the internet for a reason. I searched up Harry Weiss and found out he was quite popular in the business world. He was an opportunist! He grew up with millionaire parents. He chose not to be associated with his parent's company and forged his own way. At twenty, he became personal secretary to a multimillionaire. Two months after, the multimillionaire dies and shockingly leaves all his fortune to Harry whom he met two months ago rather than his three children. Fishy, right?

Now she was on a secret phone call, whispering about a billionaire, surrogacy, and something that sounded dangerously close to captivity. Ava played the message again. “I’m being held in his estate. I’m pregnant. I signed a surrogacy contract but it’s a lie. Naomi’s here too. Alive, but barely. I need help.” Ava exhaled sharply, pulled up a browser, and typed: Dominic Voss. The search yielded what she expected: clean press, billion-dollar companies, smiling photos in Armani suits. But she knew how that worked. The glossier the image, the filthier the cover-up.

I begged. He held my hand, and thought for a while. “I think I know a way, but I doubt you'll like it.” I would take anything. If he wanted me to be his slave, I would. “Tell me,” I said quickly. “I’ll do anything.” “You said anything,” he repeated slowly, like he was warning me. My voice remained strong. “Yes. Anything.” He leaned back and rubbed his hand over his face. “There’s a man. A billionaire. He wants a child, but not a wife. He’s looking for a surrogate. The payment is generous…more than enough to clear your debt and still leave you with enough to start over.”

During the break in between the afternoon's scene, she talked with Graciana for a while and mentioned something related to Chasity. "You mentioned that you and Chasity have the same health examination report number, and all the tests are done together?" Graciana on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment before she replied, "Eliza, do you think that Chasity could also be a surrogate mother like you?" "I've read the news before that an illegal organization is responsible for the health examination for a surrogate mother." "First of all, it is more convenient. Secondly, it can also be managed in a centralized manner."