Novel & Cerita Blind To Billionaire

“You’re blinded by money. He doesn’t love you. The earlier you realize that, the better. I’m the one leaving after nine months, not you. And if I should take my baby, you’ll become nothing but a story of the past.” Her eyes flashed with pure hatred. “Your baby? That child is ours. You’re just the incubator. Nothing more!” The billionaire finally stepped between us, raising his hands. “It’s okay. It’s alright. Calm down, now!” I shoved his hand away forcefully. “Don’t fucking tell me it’s alright! What do you think you are? And why would you want to act like the good guy here?” She opened her mouth to reply, but the billionaire raised his hand again. “Enough!”

“Poor girl. However, how is she going to manage Whitman Corporation now that she’s blind? Will it affect our business collaboration?” “This is all hard to say.” Lana was pleased with herself after she successfully stirred up a commotion. She had also contacted a lot of journalists in advance to humiliate Madeline. Now that everyone was talking about it, Lana glared at Madeline's face that was covered with some light makeup. Then, she started provoking her. “Tsk tsk, Mrs. Whitman from Whitman Corporation is blind.” “Journalists and everyone in the mall, come see! This is the number one young madam and socialite in Glendale. Unfortunately, she’s a blind orphan with a dead husband!

I kept staring at the screen, with my heart beating so loudly I could barely hear myself think. Kane Brown. Not just any billionaire. The richest billionaire in Philadelphia. I couldn't believe that I had a one-night stand with a billionaire. No wonder he bought all my paintings and left such huge amount for me. My fingers felt numb as I scrolled through the endless articles about him. CEO of a major investment firm. A powerful, and elusive businessman with a net worth I couldn’t even wrap my head around. This can’t be real. How did I get here? What would be my fate?

I think the only people who can afford to live in a place like this are oil moguls, drug lords and arm dealers. “I don’t know.” Comes Bhyron’s quiet response. Surprised, I turn to him. “What?” He regards me through hooded, unreadable eyes; “I don’t know exactly how wealthy I am, Amani. I stopped counting the zeros two years ago when I could no longer keep up.” I frown; “but G****e says you’re worth thirty billion dollars in assets.” The words fly past my lips before I can stop myself. Bhyron’s lips curve in a small smile; “you looked me up on G****e.”

He was a power trip like no other. "Ethan, get your ass in here. Jessie is a fan of yours." "Fuck. Of course she is." I ran my hands through my hair, messing up the silly wave Frank and Deza made me keep it in when on the set. My brother's house was almost as big as mine, but where mine was empty from hardly ever being there, Liam's was decked out from wall to wall. He'd made his billions in the advertising world, specializing in companies that catered to wealthy women. To say he was without desire for companionship would have been the truth. There was forever a new woman on his arm, and I've never met one that wasn't beyond stunning. Too bad he was a user.

The elevator doors slid closed, breaking the moment. "Mommy, we missed it," Zia said, tugging her hand. "It’s okay, sweetheart. That elevator’s not for us," Jade whispered, heart pounding. No one dared to share a lift with the CEO. But why was he using the common elevator today? He had his own private one. Her knees felt weak. It was the first time in five years she had seen him this close. Her chest tightened. In the past, Zane had been blind—she had memorized his features but never experienced him seeing her.

“Vera took you from me! I should have protected you better!” Tears ran down his face again. He leaned against a street sign for a second and gulped more whiskey. “I’m supposed to be the strong one. The billionaire who fixes everything. But I can’t fix this. I can’t bring you back.” He pushed off the sign and kept walking. The bottle was almost empty now.

I sprinted towards Denver’s door which was at the far end of the hallway. Reaching the door, I wasted no time in yanking it open. “Poison… don’t eat, your food…. I sputtered trying to catch my breath with tears streaming down my face. “Calm down butterfly, I know”. He answered calmly. I didn’t have time to react to the pet name. I looked at him with disbelief and confusion. Taking my silence as confusion, he continued “ I have a lot of enemies Mia. I’m a blind billionaire, do you for once think I will go a day without being protected?”

“I’m just saying, being with a billionaire doesn’t sound half bad. Just think about it, no more rent, no more bills. Designer bags? Check. Travel around the world? Check. I’d retire at thirty-five and live the dream.” I rolled my eyes with a soft chuckle, then turned my attention to the screen. The news was still replaying Landon Pierce’s accusations, and the words “Who is the Secret Philanthropist?” scrolled across the bottom. I tilted my head slightly as I watched. “Well, whoever it is,” I said finally, my voice thoughtful, “I guess the person just wants to stay hidden. Not everyone likes the spotlight, you know?”