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Habang nag-aagaw buhay si Astrid at ang kanyang anak, ang asawa niyang si Santi ay busy sa pakikipag-reunion sa ex-wife niya! Matapos ang trahedya ay naglaho siya na parang bula. Years later, a goddess took the world by storm. Astrid Nieves Alcasid became the legendary auctioneer, the woman who can sell anything for billions. Santi thought he could buy her back with his wealth, but he realized too late. She’s now the world’s most powerful auctioneer. "Please come home, Astrid!" he roared, offering his multi-billion dollar empire. She didn’t flinch. She gracefully smiled and handed him an invitation. "Sorry, Mr. Saint Thorne Romanov. High-quality items are only for those who know their value. And you? You're nothing but a cheap mistake. The bidding is over, Mr. CEO. You’ve been outbid." The gavel has fallen, Santi. The bidding for her heart is officially closed!

Under my parents' request, I work as the finance officer in my childhood friend, Julius Sanford's company. But the moment he goes on a business trip, the new intern, Lizzie Dalton, rushes into my office and demands that I process her reimbursements. As I stare at the pile of receipts that come from luxury stores, all I feel is shock. "Lizzie, I can only use the company's funds to reimburse business expenses. Why are you asking me for reimbursements when all you did was buy clothes and bags of your own?" But as soon as my words fall, Lizzie splashes a cup of coffee at me instantly. "I'm the lady boss of this company! The company's funds are my funds too! Don't think you can just reject my receipts just because you know my husband!" I do my best to suppress my fury as I dig out the company's policy and reiterate, "No, I seriously cannot do that. The company's cash flow must be reflected in the books." Seeing as I refuse to yield to her no matter what, Lizzie calls Julius on the phone and begins whining to him. "Babe, since when do I need to ask your childhood friend for approval if I want to buy something I like for myself? Or could it be that she's acting so assertively because you two are secretly having an affair?" Julius panics and tells Lizzie that he has nothing to do with me. After that, he quickly releases an announcement on the company group just so he can defend Lizzie. "Lizzie Dalton is my wife! She's the second boss of this company other than me!" After that, Julius tags me in the group. "Hey, finance! You're not my mom here! I don't like you, so please stay out of my private matters! "I'd like nothing more than to let my own wife spend my own money! If you don't like that, you can pack up and leave!" Once Julius makes his stance clear, I change my tune and reimburse Lizzie the expenses she's claimed. But one week later, Julius finds himself staring at the list of debts that's 33 feet long when he returns from his business trip.

York Langston locked me up for six months. Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island. Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight. But what nobody knew… All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage. It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade. One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away. She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog. I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me. "York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"

My husband, Hank, is dead.  On our wedding anniversary, he ventured out in the pouring rain to buy me a cake, only to be hit by a truck. His body was badly mangled in the crash.  My sister-in-law, Lyra, called me a killer, claiming that I did not deserve Hank’s inheritance.  My mother-in-law, Judy, kicked me out of the house.  Overwhelmed by grief and guilt, I often wondered if he would still be alive had I stopped him that day. Eventually, emotions gripped me, and I was diagnosed with cancer.  Judy came to visit me on my deathbed. “You’re an idiot to believe everything!”  She threw a family photo in my face.  The shock and anger were more than I could handle, and I breathed my last.  It turned out that Hank was never dead. He had a child with his old flame.  When I opened my eyes once more, I returned to the day my husband faked his death.

As New Year's Day approaches, a new hire who has only been with the company for six months, who is a mama's girl, calls the police and tries to have me arrested. She suspects our company is some kind of a scam. But the truth is, the company exceeded its performance targets this year. That is why I prepared a million-dollar year-end bonus, a ten-day premium trip to Graceland, and equity grants for my employees. Yet, she waves around a video her mother sends her, claiming that high-paying jobs like the one I offered are all traps. Not only that, she slanders my company all over the internet. Netizens become outraged and call me a scammer disguised as an entrepreneur. Having become the target of public criticism, I simply issue a notice, saying, "The company will immediately begin transfer procedures, and all perks are canceled." As soon as the announcement comes out, my employees, who have just taken out loans to buy homes and just gotten their visas for the trip, are completely stunned.

"Take that card and buy a several elegant clothes. I don't like to see my office like a brothel." He is Eric Williams a sharp tongue but successful CEO. After throwing his black card on my desk, for me his handsome face looks like a devil. How can I stand with his spicy mouth?" Eric Williams 30 yo accidentally met Casandra Mckenzy 25 yo at a party. The first impression that made Eric dislike to Casandra was that Casandra's talkative and sexy-looking changed drastically when Casandra walked through Eric when he was robbed by a criminal in a bank. Eric who doesn't like secretaries who have sexy looks, finally accepts Casandra as his secretary for returning the favor. How do they work together since both of them have opposite personalities? Eric the cold CEO who doesn't believe in love and Casandra is a friendly woman who is trying to find her true love. Is it possible for them to fall in love with each other?

When Isadora Giordano is forced into a contract marriage with the disfigured billionaire whose scarred face and missing hand have spawned endless town gossip—her world shatters. Darren Barlowe has everything money can buy—except love. He makes a deal with Isadora’s desperate father: He clears his debt in exchange for his daughter's hand in marriage. On their wedding night, Darren uncovers her deception. She has a lover and she finds him repulsive. Fueled by pride and heartbreak, he offers an escape clause: two months as his wife. If she still detests him when the contract expires, she walks away wealthy and free. Isadora's walls crumble as she discovers the wounded soul behind the fearsome reputation and unexpected feelings begin to surface. But when her former lover reappears and a deadly conspiracy unfolds, she must choose between the safety of her past and a scarred man who might be her future. Can they can survive the forces determined to tear them apart?

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.

My mother sent me to Chicago to marry Marco Ricci. A power move. One meant to cement our family’s control of the city. After all, my grandfather was the one who put the Riccis on the map. They owed us. They were supposed to treat me like royalty. I went to the fanciest jeweler in Chicago to buy my fiancé a gift. But some broad snatched it right from me. Before I could move, the store manager was fawning all over her. “Miss Bianca! A gift from Mr. Ricci? It’s perfect on you!” Marco? My fiancé? So this was his whore. She slid the sapphire ring onto her finger and shot me a look of disgust. “Who the hell do you think you are, bitch? Trying to take what’s mine?” I didn't even look at her. I just called Marco. "Your whore has something of mine. You have three minutes. Get down to the jeweler and handle her."

“You mean… you don’t mind sharing me? All three of you?”“No, Simone, baby. If it means we get to be with you, all three of us are just fine with this arrangement,” Nick says.I can hardly believe my ears! How did I get so lucky? A basketball star, a famous actor, and a hot tech guru?Simone, you are living the life!Simone is new to the Owens Firm and has to prove herself by selling houses on the Sunset Strip in Hollywood. But when the nasty girl in the office, Crystal, starts rumors that Simone is sleeping with all of her clients—well, she’s right—sort of!Michael, Nick, and Christian all want to buy houses from Simone, but they also want more. They want her, and since they’re all happy sharing her, why should she choose?But her job is important to her. Can she find a way to spare her reputation and keep all of her men?Her Sunset Billionaires is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.