Novel & Cerita Charlie Wade El Yerno Millonario

Allan wrote out a cheque and threw it at Jessica. Eve who was listening tried to look up to meet Allan's eyes. Allan looked down with a look full of meaning, ' Next time don't let yourself be humiliated by others! You are my lover! My future fiancé! Allan Watson's fiancée-to-be! As long as I am breathing, no one will be able to insult you! Hold your head high! Don't be a weak woman!" Allan said while looking at Eve who looked surprised. Again everyone was shocked, it was like they hit the jackpot because this news came straight from the mouth of Allan Watson, one of the Billionaires in this country! The owner of the Watson Family which dominates almost the entire economy in this country.

'No! No! No! Absolutely not! There's no way I'm going to that party. She's Bianca Warners, and as if she's not popular and rich enough, her soon-to-be husband is Carl O'Neill, a well-known billionaire. Only the crème de la crème, the elite of society, will be there. What are the chances that... that... Bruno or my family will be there too?' I thought, and their faces flashed in my mind.

“I am here because you have to help my family secure the partnership with Darnold enterprise. If you want Hilton to get his inheritance, you have a part to play.” “Don’t try to play games with you. Hilton has given you his conditions and if you cannot abide by it, forget about Darnold enterprise.” Wendy said to him fearlessly. Caleb’s eyes reddened immediately as he felt insulted by Wendy’s words. However, he had to cover up his anger so that his mission can be accomplished. “Name your price? Do this for me and I will ensure you and Hilton never lack for the rest of your lives.” Caleb spoke to Wendy, giving a pretentious smile.

"Someone was inside while we were away?" "It seems so." She unfolded the note and read. Then with a frown handed it to Addie. You won the couple's draw for the night out on a yacht. Dinner and drinks will be provided. Please be at the dock at seven tonight, the trip is about four hours, your captain for the evening will meet you. Congratulations. Management. "This is nice!" Addie said. "A night of wining and dining on a yacht. Can you imagine the stars out there on the ocean with no lights around?"

And, not wanting to think about those sad times, I blinked to keep the tears, resuming being overwhelmed by the coolness around me. I sighed. I was glad. Glad to the extreme. Who would have known that that little, wretched girl from ten years ago, would be the one standing on the balcony of the ninth floor of this ten storey building? Who would have known she would be the owner of this very big, reputable, one of the most cherished companies? To wrap it all, who would have known that tiny beggar would end up being this respected billionaire? Unable to contain my emotion, a tear left my eye. Indeed, I was proud of myself. I was the woman I wanted to be. I was the true daughter of Lesa Warren,