Cast Of Beauty And The Billionaire: Bali Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Oh fine just don't burn my hair else I'll hunt you down. *~*~*~*~* I never thought smiling could be this painful, probably because it's a fake smile. We've been downstairs for the past thirty minutes taking different pictures. Also, I had a huge rock aka a diamond ring on my fingers. The media was in charge of that, they wanted to get an inside scoop on the newest catch—that would be me—of Las Vegas' most eligible bachelor—that would be Xavier. So we've been taking pictures like crazy and pretending to be so much in love so the hashtag will be the cutest couples ever.

She was smiling to herself, imagining Ethan's return and how she would run into his arms the moment he walked through the door. Then her thumb froze. A headline from a popular celebrity news page flashed across her screen. "Young Billionaire of Asia, CEO Ethan DelValle, to Marry New York's Runway Princess Sylvia Smith." Belle's breath caught. For a moment, the world around her seemed to disappear. Her heart began pounding so violently against her chest that it hurt. Her fingers trembled as she gripped her phone, and a cold wave of dread washed over her body. "No..." she whispered under her breath.

He mumbled in a trance, “Help me! Send me to the hospital… I’ll pay you 10 million…” She was stunned. 10 million? Did I save the world’s richest man by chance? At the payment window, the cashier asked, "What's your name?" "My name is Hayes—” She was about to give her name when the cashier interrupted, "Oh, you're the daughter of our hospital director, Tessa Darwin, right?" Tessa Darwin was her identical twin sister. Their faces and heights were like carbon copies of each other. But... their fates were entirely different.

I broke down entirely slipping off from the chair I was to the ground, lying helplessly as my face layed up to the ceiling, calculating the worst shame that is right before me. " You don't know that you dated.." " Oh, dated, like it's all over". A wrly smile creating on my face ." Like I can't be happy for a whole time. This minute,it seems it's good, the other minutes, it seems the hell is let loose. Why me?!! How will I face the people outside now that I once dated a billionaire and here I am . What will they say mum!!"

This wasn’t what I wanted to be thinking about on my birthday but I swiped to the third slide anyway. I shouldn’t have. In the third slide, Bianca had only a bralette on, hugging him from behind, and she took their picture like that- Her smiling against his back like they both belonged to each other. Oh, they did. My fingers scrolled through the comments on their own. “That billionaire son? so frigging hotttt” “Better hold him tight Bee, lots of us are watching” “Third slide! You both are just perfect.” “Damn, he yummy. Bee perfect is literally perfect!”

“You just made me drop a ten-thousand-dollar phone!” “Well, maybe don’t take calls in the middle of a public walkway!” He took a step closer, his gaze cutting straight through me. “Do you know who I am?” Oh, I did. Too late, I realized the familiar jawline, the expensive scent, the effortless authority in his posture. Ethan. Freaking. Blackwood. New York’s youngest tech billionaire. Owner of Blackwood Tech. Ruthless. Rich. Off-limits. Oh my God. What was I thinking?

I see sunlight slipping through cream curtains, the faint sound of waves crashing outside, and Luca’s steady breathing beside me. We found a small coastal town far south, hidden between cliffs and sea. It’s quiet here—untouched by the chaos of Manila, by the name De Silva. The locals don’t ask questions. They think we’re just another couple trying to start over. And in a way, they’re right.

And I gasped loudly. "Umm ." " Sir don't we have a meeting ?" I tried to divert the topic.tried but not succeeded. "No My Bella." Hi Bella? "What?" " No Ms. Miller" He said louder than before. "No I heard it but aren't we here for a meeting." I was astonished. Then why are we here ??? " But you said we are going to Italy....._." "We are in Bali , Indonesia." He said. What????? "Excuse me ? But how ? You said....."

It all added up to create a glow that feels intimate rather than showy. “How long can we stay?” asked Bianca, sounding like a child looking at the promise of a lifetime. “We got to squeeze some Indian billionaire and his mistress out, so we got the run of the place for three days, Cherie,” said St Just,” But the billionaire and his entourage are there for an extended period of time, like a month, so he was agreeable, said Claude.” St Just did not tell her that it was also the Delano’s wedding gift to them, a package deal from Claude and Louis and Dom. They had also included a trip to Bali in this but that would be a surprise, reckoned the brothers.