Cast Of Gold Diggers Novels & Stories

The entire basement was a rigged tactical kill-box, wired with localized thermite explosives to erase every piece of evidence—including the Montgomery bloodline—the moment the extraction failed. "Dominic," Vivian choked out, her fingers tightening frantically around his hand as the crimson lights flashed faster. "The pillars. We aren't going to make it to the shafts." Dominic looked at the timers, his jaw tightening into a hard, rigid line as his amber eyes snapped back to hers. Instead of running, he wrapped both of his massive arms around her, lifting her five-foot frame completely off the ground and throwing his tensed, 6'4" body over hers as they dove toward a shallow, reinforced concret

Cynthia’s mother pointed at my pearl earrings and said in disdain, “You’re unworthy of wearing such nice pearl earrings. You must have used Luke’s money to buy them. “You’re cheap and a gold digger. People like you should be exposed online and canceled for life.” “Everyone, remember to like the video! We’re not just beating up a minx today, but also a gold digger!” “Gold diggers do whatever it takes to get money. She might have slept with old men too…” The streamer let her sentence fade away and glared at me in disgust. People flooded her livestream and insulted me. They cursed my parents and ancestors. I did not want to see the chat, but Cynthia’s father grabbed my head and forced me to loo

The anger in her eyes disappeared and it was replaced with a pitiful expression. Her voice was now calm. "My son, it is not just about the promise. Kayla has to be by your side, she just has to be the one! Not some gold diggers who want to be with you just because of your money" She said as she turned to look at Liana, eyeing her. Liana's eyes widened as she slowly removed her hands from mine. "By Gold-digger, do you mean me?" She questioned. Uncle Jojo's wife cut in, twirling the wine glass in her hands as she walked in our direction. "Of course! You are the gold digger because we all know that you got married to Conan because of his wealth!" A smirk crept at the corner of her lips.

“Someone takes good care of them.” “Miguel,” Eleanor said. “Twenty years.” “It shows,” Daniel said. And then Vivienne was in the doorway. Eleanor had prepared herself for the look. She had not prepared Daniel for it, partly because she couldn’t describe it adequately and partly because she believed — she believed in him — that he didn’t need preparation. But she watched for it anyway, the moment her mother’s eyes landed on him and performed their rapid unconscious audit: origin, bearing, relation to money, whether he knew it, whether he pretended he didn’t, whether he performed his lack of it or inhabited it.

**** Gold was coming out from his special suite in the Gold's hotel and he was with two bi*tch, one linked her arm to his left arm while the second to his right arm. The two bi*tches were with heavy makeup and they chewed gum bitchily. They are among the girls that are dieing hated to have Gold on their bed all because of his handsome face and wealth. He had fulfilled their wishes but once he disposed he wasn't ever going to see them again. He doesn't see a face twice and the two girls were best friends and a popular actress. They didn't care that they were best friends, they had been wanting to know how long Gold was or look like and if their wish had been fulfilled, they would share the ne

"Belle, how long have you been sleeping with Alistair Kensington?" "Did you trap him with the baby?" "How much is he paying you?" Belle's breathing became laboured. She balled her fingers into fists. What on earth was going on? A piercing voice broke through the confusion. "Gold-digger!" Others followed as the word tore through the air. "Social climber!" "Homewrecker!" Belle's heart was racing. The crowd just grew closer to her as she attempted to move, to push through the encroaching masses.