Carrying My Billionaire Ex's Heir Novels & Stories

The headline sat beneath the image in bold, accusatory type: Billionaire Enigma Exposed: Is Jace Carter a Secret Father—and Has the Truth About His Marriage Been a Lie All Along? My breath left me in a slow, silent rush. I scrolled down reading. The words blurred for a moment before sharpening into cruel clarity. Jace Carter, the elusive CEO of Carter Holdings and a dominant force across global markets, has long been known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Publicly single for years, Carter once sparked rumors of a romantic relationship with close associate Caitlin Moore—claims he firmly denied, insisting he was unattached to anyone at that point.

Her cheeks flamed and she couldn't complete the sentence, especially as he was studying her intently, "anyways, that has your signature on it already and I never used it because I didn't see the need for it but I am demanding from you right now that I need the sum of ten million dollars" "And you'll give it to the caller? Knowing that he might not have our son?" Hazel's tone was guarded and he was still staring at her intently, making her shift from one foot to another "I'll give anything for my son, there is also a chance that the caller might have Melvin and that possibility is enough for me to go extra mile for him, even if it means exchanging my life for his" her voice broke at her last

he said, and she turned around to face him. “How? can you tell me about it?" She requested out of curiosity as she was surprised to hear that he had already tendered to the matter. “Two days after you met with my grandma. I went to her to make a proposal," he explained. “A proposal?" “Yes. A deal that will serve us through generations. I made her pass down all her shares to me in exchange for protecting something very dear to her. It wasn't something difficult since it is also concerned about my grandfather. After that, she conducted a successor election and passed down the chairman position of the Wade empire to me. As for my uncle, he was dealt with. My cousin was able to find out that he

I slammed my phone on to the seat beside me and leaned back, clenching my fists beside me. She was slipping away from me and Daymon was there ready to catch her. I wasn't going to let this happen. Not without a fight. Just then my phone lights up a notification pops up in my phone BILLIONAIRE HEIR AIDEN CREEK SPOTTED LEAVING A PRIVATE CLUB WITH A MYSTERY WOMAN—MORE THAN JUST BUSINESS?

Old ones, from the marriage, reframed in the worst possible light. The implication was not subtle either. Unfaithful wife. Disputed child. A woman who had cheated during her marriage and was now using a boy of questionable paternity to claw her way back into a billionaire’s empire. That was the story. Three hundred words and four photographs to tell it. I put my phone in my pocket. Stood there for a moment on the park steps with the cold air and the sound of traffic and the very specific feeling of something being taken from you before you had even decided whether you wanted it.

"I am the one who decides who is replaceable. And today, I have replaced you with myself.” The broadcast cut to the Hamilton logo. The stock market opened, and the ticker at the bottom of the screen showed the Hamilton Global line shooting upward like a rocket. Ryan slumped against the barricade. A reporter shoved a microphone into his face. "Mr. Voss! Are you really her husband? Did you know she was a billionaire? How does it feel to be the man who lost the Iron Queen?" Ryan didn't answer. He couldn't. He watched as a black SUV pulled up to the curb. Silas Vance stepped out. He didn't look at the press. He walked straight to Ryan and handed him a small, plastic bag.

ALLIE “Here’s your card, Ma’am,” the cashier handed me my credit card as I went to the other lane to finally get my order. I immediately grabbed the paper bag and walked towards the doorway. My phone lit up and immediate panic rushed through my body. It was my mother-in-law calling. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply before taking the call. “Hello?” “Allie, where the fuck are you?”

“You’d be surprised what people sell when they’re desperate. A nanny, a friend, maybe a disgruntled coworker… take your pick.” Ethan’s jaw tightened. “You’re bluffing.” “Am I?” She pulled a small envelope from her coat pocket and held it up. “Photos. The boy. The resemblance is… uncanny.” Maya’s heart stopped. “Don’t you dare,” Ethan hissed. The woman smiled faintly. “I already did. Tomorrow’s front page: The Billionaire’s Hidden Heir. Catchy, right?” Before he could react, she turned to walk away—straight into Maya’s path.

Xyla put on her sunglasses, picked up her bag, and walked out of her hospital. Mindy held up the umbrella for her. “Don’t you know who your rich boyfriend really is?” She got into the car. “Who is he?” “He’s the heir of the Hathaways from Yaramoor, the richest family in the world. He’s at Zlokova to discuss his project with Eastwood Enterprise, and when the director found out who he was, he was overjoyed. With Mr. Hathaway investing in his production, the A-listers are trying to work with him for his next film.”

His hands were all over my butt, caressing and squeezing. "I know how much you hate Hailey. We can have her easily cornered and rendered helpless. Just say yes." At the mention of Hailey and his promise to help me deal with her, my ears perked and my interest piqued, especially when the flashback of how today had gone at the mall filled my mind. That bitch! "Do you know she's a heiress? Her family owns the Codza company." My voice was now coarse. Heavy with lust. "How do you think I was able to help Christian carry out the plan to get her inheritance from her six years before?" His tongue evoked a shuddering sigh from me as it slithered around my left ear.