Chetan Bhagat New Novel Novels & Stories

Now, her dad has been sick for years and half of his body was paralyzed, he could see for himself the way Isabella and Sarah treats Chloe, but it was a pity that he still couldn't do anything about it. Chloe hated Isabella as much as she hates her, but she had nothing to do about that, because she was helpless. She could say Isabella ruined her life, she made her do what she should never have done. “Do I look like I’m in the mood to answer your questions?” Isabella chuckled, “No dear, you have to get married and that is final, just be prepared.” “You should even be happy, you’ll be getting married to a billionaire,” Sarah giggled.

said one of the speakers at the organization's annual gathering seeking everyone's attention present there while maintaining his aura of being cold and confidante as always being the number one personality trait required at his job. Mr. Vikram Seth the name was enough to get one scared enough to start shivering was not only the only heir of AHANA INDUSTRIES but also a RUTHLESS MAFIA after an incident that changed his life and took away his family his parents Mrs. and Mr. Seth and most importantly his sister the one who had been the one adding hope to his life if he was a lamp than she was its light if he was sky than she was his star she was AHANA the name that was significantly known as the

"You lost the right to claim me when you abused me, you did not only abused me you also cheated on me countless times with your numerous hoes." Alex's expression darkened. "That was just a misunderstanding, and every time it happens, I always apologize. Look, I know I hurt you but I still love you. "Understand this: over my dead body will I ever go back to you and you can never have me," Isabella spat. Alex chuckled "Who is the Billionaire I heard you're flirting with? So, you want to pick him over me right? Come on Isabella, you should know by now that he won't settle for something less like you."

He spent majority of his afternoon yelling at the board of directors who claimed he was being irrational, and then made his secretary cry when the coffee she served was too hot for his buds. He was angry—fuming. No one has been able to snag most of his potential investors in a heartbeat, not even his biggest competition. This was war! He proclaimed as he paced back and forth when his phone buzzed, one look at the caller ID and his mood went from fuming to cataclysmic. It was a call from one of his meaningless flings since his divorce , one who couldn’t bear to leave him alone. Whoever was in charge of this startup was clearly aiming for him, he wasn’t a man who enjoyed the dirty games but he

Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight

My net worth is increasing, which makes me happy, placing me among the top ten billionaires in New York City. I bit my finger in frustration at Anna's sudden disappearance. I don’t know where she went. Perhaps she is with Sebastian, that cruel man who’s too obsessed with money. Sebastian is a real player; I know he can’t form a genuine relationship with Anna because he’s a playboy. I couldn’t believe he had the audacity to send love texts to Anna under my roof. I was overwhelmed with thoughts of Sebastian touching and kissing Anna. Who knows, maybe they’ve already slept together.

I needed to know if I could really do this. I found myself standing outside Nathaniel’s sleek penthouse building. My heart pounded as I stared up at the towering structure. The security guard recognized me from the charity gala and let me in without question. Before I knew it, I was knocking on Nathaniel’s door. He opened it, looking surprised but not unwelcoming. “Evelyn?” “I need to talk,” I blurted out. He stepped aside, allowing me in. The place was even more luxurious than I’d imagined. Tall windows, sleek furniture, and the city lights twinkling far below us.

Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

McQueen had pushed me too far, and now it was time to push back, harder than he ever expected. The sun was beginning to set by the time I finished my preparations. I looked outside the window as the clouds grew a little dull, feeling a sense of calm wash over me. Tomorrow would be the beginning and the end for McQueen, for Detective Smith, and for anyone else who thought they could come after me. I would see this through to the end, no matter what it took. This was my game now and I intended to win. But now, suddenly, in the midst of the chaos and trouble surrounding

Since she was now working with Innovative Communist, all thanks to me, she needed to sleep early so she could resume work early and meet up with the official resuming hour. I placed my phone down on the bedside stool and didn’t even try her a second time. I convinced myself not to overthink it. Overthinking led to mistakes. To distract myself, I picked up a novel resting on the other side of the bed, right inside the bedside shelf. Beyond The Billionaire’s Betrayal, written by Samson Crowned. I had ordered it from A****n, and since it was a series, I had not yet completed it. I wanted to continue the story right then, but another thought intruded, sharp and unwelcome.