Boda Con El Heredero Desconocido Novels & Stories

' It was as if the whole world was reeling before him in darkness. 'How can one become a stranger within a day?' Jade remembered clearly how Kate always told him that he shouldn't forget the fact that he's the Alejandro's first son. No matter what. 'What is going to happen now that the real son is found? Tomorrow, everyone would know Denver as the real heir. What if the chairman says Denver should date Sapphire in place of me. Would I be able to stop him?' Jade sipped down the last drop of the third bottle and ordered for more.

Bon noticed her immediately so he approached her and held her by the arm. "Ms. Hera, are you okay?" he said worriedly while making sure he had no wounds or scars on his body. "Bon," said the girl softly. The conversation between the two was interrupted when his father came on stage and got their attention. "Attention to all the beautiful beauties and gentlemen attending this occasion. I am very grateful to all of you for attending the twenty-fifth birthday of our unica hija Hera. Besides, tonight only you will hear important news to share with you all. I urge you once again to attend the important occasion or day of my daughter and my soon-to-be son-in-law Adante Kier Bautista, for their upc

"But according to my research, I think she was already pregnant before she flew to China from the country" "Here? " He sat up properly. "She was residing in here before she got pregnant..then she flew out of the country to have the baby? Is the father of the child perhaps, in this country" "I have no Information about the father" Arjun said Matt sighed and looked at Bianca's sleeping face. "What could she be hiding" He whispered to himself. "I want to look into her medical files in china. They're confidential but I can hack into them and check out her recent activities while she was in the hospital"

The two talked for a while before parting ways after reassuring everything was all set. As scheduled, the event started. Most guests are from a well known family and business tycoons. Some are young CEOs who have established their own companies at a very young age and some are newly appointed CEOs as its successors. But mostly are the boards of directors of the Empire Group of Companies. The largest company in the country. They have everything, from malls to hotels, resorts, chain of restaurants and many more. Tonight’s event is to formally introduce the eldest son and the heir of Empire Group of Companies. The son that the Chairman and his wife had already lost more than twenty years ago.

She mumbled. Allison shook her head frantically. “You are beyond help.” It was her turn, and she walked in to introduce herself. But she was at a loss for words when her gaze met one of the judges in front of her. Her mind suddenly went blank. It was Raymond. A man she knows as Bella's sugar dad. He wore silver-rimmed eyeglasses with a white shirt and well-tailored navy blue pants. He adjusted his eyeglasses slightly on the bridge of his nose to see her clearly. He smirked at her as soon as his gaze fell on her. This man had made advances towards her several times but she ignored him.

he said carefully. “Why didn’t you sedate her?” I asked. There was a pause. Not hesitation. Recognition. “She was pregnant,” he said. “Early stage. She told us. We couldn’t administer anesthesia safely.” Pregnant. His voice lowered. “ It might be Matteo’s. I assumed it was known. Weren’t they… engaged?” I ended the call without responding, the glass in my hand cracking before I realized how tightly I had been gripping it. Pregnant.My child?

Somewhere in my body something had already begun that I didn't know about yet. Somewhere down the hall Franco Moretti was sleeping with his requirements satisfied and his son's future secured. And I was lying here in the dark at three in the morning with a ring on my finger and a secret already in motion and the terrifying realisation that the man I had married might be someone I could not afford to actually know. Because knowing him was not in the plan. And the plan was all I had.

Her reflection in the window looked unrecognizable: soot‑stained, hair pinned back in functional defiance, eyes that hadn’t truly slept. “Welcome home,” Adrian said from across the aisle. “If home still applies.” She exhaled through half a smile. “Home is just geography before the first headline hits.” Luca powered up his portable rig, still drowsy from the sedatives but alert when screens cascaded awake. “Public feeds already spinning,” he said. “They’re calling you ‘the crowning heir returning with ashes.’ Poetic nonsense.” “Poetic is deadly before breakfast,” Adrian muttered, scanning the perimeter.

The number on the screen made me pause. It was the hospital. “Hello,” I answered immediately. “This is Elena." The voice on the other line grunted before talking. "Hello, Elena, this is Doctor Ethan.” There was a short pause before he continued. "I called to inform you that your grandmother has relapsed again. Your deposit funds and blood supply has been exhausted. To continue the treatment, you'd have to make another deposit.” A lump formed in my throat. “Could you please hold on? I'll be heading to the hospital now. You could continue with the treatment and I'll bring the payment—”

A girl I barely remembered from a yoga class once commented on one of my ancient I*******m posts with: “Wait. Is your son THE Wolfe heir?” I stood in Lucien’s penthouse kitchen in one of his oversized T-shirts, barefoot and completely overwhelmed. Leo, on the other hand, sat at the island with a banana pancake and a crown made of napkins he’d proudly taped together. Completely unbothered. “Mommy,” he said between bites, “what does ‘heir’ mean?” I blinked. “Where did you hear that?” “On TV.” He shrugged. “Some lady with a lot of makeup said I’m the Wolfe heir. Do I have to wear a crown now? Is it heavy?”