Novel & Cerita Carrying My Billionaire Ex's Heir

He is kind of looking forward to the results of paternity test. In the afternoon, the Sun is like fire, making people feel sleepy. Richeal Yill is working hard on the documents in the president's office of Yill Group. She didn't know until she took over the document that showed it turned out that Yill Hroupwas really not as beautiful as she thought, and there had been a big deficit . If it was not well managed, it would really go bankrupt. No wonder Father is eager to find a joint venture project. If Yill can no longer have good input, she is afraid it would be done.

14 carats, rare blue, the price of a small apartment, now being wrapped as a delivery rather than a sale. She had worked in luxury retail for six years. She had never seen anything quite like this afternoon. A woman had finally appeared at Ethan Hartwell's side, walking through a cleared mall, buying him a thousand-dollar ring with her own card, completely unaware of what it meant that he had watched her do it with that specific expression on his face. Whatever this woman was to him, the associate thought, she was not going to be a small thing.

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

"You speak of rights, Mr. Dawson. Let's speak of mine. My right to choose a life free from the spotlight, free from the suffocating expectations of wealth. My right to raise my son in peace, away from the kind of world your family inhabits. You are a well-known billionaire. My previous life, the one I ran from, was one of immense wealth and public scrutiny. I chose to escape that. And your presence, your entire world, threatens to drag me and my son back into it." Ethan stared, a new understanding dawning on his face. "Your family... the heiress you abandoned. That's why you ran?" "It's why I've always run," Katya corrected softly. "And your actions, your search, your very presence here, pro

Synopsis The ink on the $50 million breakup check was barely dry. I walked straight into the clinic, ready to end it. I was still sitting in the waiting room when some translucent words floated right in front of my face. [Oh no. Those are literally the only two kids Julian Brock will ever have!] [That idiot surgeon messed up during the kidney donation. Julian saved his precious ex, but he walked out completely sterile!] [She’s sitting on a multi-trillion-dollar empire and she's about to flush it down the toilet? Is she insane?] I froze right at the door. I turned around and bolted for the exit. Abort? Hell no. Meet my two little golden tickets.

“No, grandfather. My child is already the first.” Jacob’s brow furrowed in confusion. He scoffed, thinking Leonardo referred to Ethan Lopez. “Don’t tell me you’re talking about the Lopez boy.” “No, I’m not talking about him,” Leonardo clarified, maintaining eye contact as he finally revealed, “Grandpa, I have a child with my ex-wife, Hayley. She’s my biological daughter and the rightful heiress to the fortune.” Shock washed over Jacob’s face. “What? You have a child with the Forbes lady?”

She has a friend from when she was living at the orphanage and also her adoptive mother at the orphanage, but they also rarely communicate. "You heard what Lizzy said earlier, right?" Leora said calmly. "Jayden Jeremiah is the 11th generation of the Noble Billionaire Jeremiah family. He has many large companies spread throughout the world and operates in various industrial fields, even I didn't know he had that many. We haven't had time to talk about many things." My knuckles turned white because I clenched too hard. "I know who he is," I snapped irritably. "What I'm asking is, why are you two together and how do you know each other? Have you had an affair with her while you were still wi

She slowly obeyed him, Wilson entered, he placed a big brown envelope in her hands, holding the envelope she looked at the billionaire who only stared back at her with fascination dancing in his eyes. “Your boyfriend who happens to be Boss' nephew cheated on you with your stepsister, your stepmother and step brother had taken the inheritance your father left for you and ever since your father's death you have become the element of ridicule and maltreatment.” Wilson explained making Aliyah shut her eyes as memories of the past started biting back at her, she opened her eyes, shook her head trying to rid her mind of the past. “But,” The billionaire went beside her, took her shaky small hands i

I asked as they dropped the third palette into my basket. "Bitch please," Lena laughed. "He's a goddamn billionaire. He won't care." "He is?" Serena's eyes widened. "Yeah, like old money type. His great grandad made a killing in oil. That's what they bought the land Mountain Ridge is built on with. When the oil dried up they moved to property. He owns all of the holiday cabins between Cedar Wood and Mountain Ridge, the ones the humans use." "Does he have brothers?" Serena asked. "Only child but you get that you literally own a castle, don't you? And you have an investment portfolio worth a fortune. The elders have been looking after it all until someone to inherit can be decided on but now y

She nodded in agreement. Ashton took a better look at her. Her head was still bandaged properly and she was still connected to a drip. He sighed tiredly. "Stay with her Zachary, There's something I have to do." --- "Jace Lockhart, it says here that you are quite the debt owner. You borrowed 15 million from Mr. Sanchez and now he wants you to pay back. What do you have to say about this Mr. Lockhart?" Jace said nothing, he remained calm. Peterson sighed tiredly. "I'm telling you for the last time Mr. Lockhart, you remaining silence means you are guilty as charged."