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I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

Charlie then said in a self-deprecating manner, “I was penniless at that time, and my life-saving benefactor needed money to treat her illness. My wife was bullied in the family, and even if I had some of my own poor boy’s ambition, reality simply did not allow me to refuse.” After saying that, Charlie sighed slightly and said emotionally, “At that time, I thought that even if it was not for myself, I would still have to accept the gifts from the Wade family even if it’s just for my life-saving benefactor and my wife. So, I took over the company, and I paid for my life-saving benefactor’s medical bills with the ten billion dollars cash from the Wade family. After that, I got to where I am to

“Charlie is a King! Her father is Adrian King, the CEO of King’s Enterprises and ACE Construction company. Taylor, you did not just date a wealthy girl. You are dating a billionaire heiress!” Taylor’s parents gasped, whereas Tristan said, “Cool!” On the other hand, Taylor hissed. He shook his head and remarked, “No wonder she can’t cook.” *** Later that night, Taylor was with Charlie in her bedroom. They were both tired, so they quickly got under the covers. Before falling asleep, Taylor suddenly said, “Babe, you are a billionaire, huh?” “Mmmm. Yeah,” Charlie confirmed. “Okay.” Taylor paused before saying, “I’ll say it now—I refuse to be a trophy husband!”

But now, I only stared in silence at the half-hidden watch on his wrist. It looked ordinary, but I had seen it in a magazine before. It was worth $20 million. Lucas owned a watch worth $20 million, yet supposedly could not repay $10 million. I had nothing, but for him, I had been considering borrowing from loan sharks. My sincerity had become the reason he dared to play with me so recklessly. Seeing me stare at the watch on his wrist, Lucas calmly pulled me into his arms. "It's fake, Nora. When I have money, I'll buy you whatever you want."

And my wages wouldn’t be enough to pay for it. His eyes narrowed, one hand slipping into his pocket. Then someone called him from behind. “Hello Xavier Blackwood!” He turned back and waved briefly. Immediately My mind froze. Xavier Blackwood? The name was a popular, legendary whispered with power and money. A ruthless billionaire known for his icy demeanor and iron grip on his family empire. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my trembling hands. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The clash was too shocking and surprising.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

“Forget the deal. You’re mine, papers or no papers. The only problem is you refuse to come home. I get it. But I want you to spend the day with us.” I crossed my arms, leaning back against the counter. “My time is too expensive to waste with a man who already has everything.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes, unblinking. “I’ll buy you a McLaren if you spend the day with me.” I froze, staring at him like he’d just spoken another language. “Wait—what? For real?” “Yes, Red. Anything you want. Name it.” His voice was silk over steel. Oh, to be a billionaire’s baby mama, I thought, the smile threatening to break free before I bit it back.

Shawn walked behind her, panting. Granny and I looked at them as they argued. "I willingly gave it to you " Shawn argued. "No, I caught up with you and collected it." Purple ascertained. "I only let you have it because I pitied you." Shawn defended himself. Purple carelessly shrugged. "Well... that is your loss. I never begged for your pity." She said and smirked again. "How old is Shawn now?" Old Nana inquired from me. "He just turned twenty two." I responded her and bit into one of the apples that was in a fruit bowl on the table in front of me.

He mumbled, still unable to tell me "Trust me, Carter. I'm your wife, and we can just talk this out, and if you feel I'd be pissed, I promise I won't." I squeezed his hand a little He looked at me hesitantly, then spoke up. "There's this ex of mine who left me because she thinks I'm not well to do. When I was in college, my dad gave me money, but it was limited. He claims he wants me to know how to manage and stuff like that, so all those times I was dating her.