Novel & Cerita Cliff Forrest Billionaire

-He bent down to take the engagement ring box, but she was quicker to see that she might lose the chance to marry a billionaire. -Good. I accept I accept to marry you so that you can take over your father's business in five months. I want all the luxuries, a van at my beck and call, two unlimited credit cards, a big wedding, honeymoon, and..." Christine opened the box, and the ring was beautiful but relatively simple. She took it out of the box and held it up to Björn, who was red in the face. -...if I am to be the billionaire's wife. ...I want an engagement ring worthy of one.

It's also like a vet shop. I looked at Chloe and she was sighing and punching into her phone. Such desperation. I looked at the crust again but my eyes were fixed on the silver band on my finger. It sparkled in the sun and looked all so expensive. Yes, I'm married. To Miami's richest guy. Damien Rodriguez Forrest. The name Forrest is actually his grandpa's name and their generational company name. More like a heirloom. Chloe finally slammed her phone down and cursed a little in French.

“You really mean it.” “I do.” I swallowed hard, pressing my cheek against his tiny head. “I have the money, Mom. Two million. Enough to start over. Enough to keep him safe. I don’t care if I have nothing else. He’s all I need.” Isa was quiet for a long moment. Then she exhaled, resigned. “Where?” I closed my eyes, picturing the map in my head, somewhere distant, faceless, untouched. “Montana.” Her brows shot up. “Montana?”

The staff, done with caution, moved in to throw me out. I broke free from their grip, my voice a low growl. "Back off. Don't touch me. I'm here with Jim Lawrence, the billionaire. He's my dad!" Laughter rippled through the onlookers. Henry, smirking, could not resist a jab. "The billionaire's son? That's a Branford University grad who's practically running the Lawrence empire after just two years back home.

“Yeah, Dad.” “I’ve got good news,” Victor’s voice could be heard from the other side. There was excitement in his voice which was a rare thing. “A big billionaire has shown interest in our company and is willing to invest.” “Oh, that’s great. Who’s this billionaire?” Vivian asked in delight. “Adrian J Claimer.” Vivian’s expression froze for a second. She couldn’t believe it. “You mean… the son of Sir Gareth Claimer?” “Yeah.”

--- And just yesterday, Forbes published a special edition: “Youngest Declan Born Into Billionaire Legacy Daughter of Tech Tycoon Turned Stay-at-Home Father and His Powerhouse Wife” Yeah, I framed it. And our daughter? She drooled on it.

she begged crying. “Oh now I get it, that was the reason you dressed like this because you were going to see him, you little gold digger, right? He yelled at her “George please I promise it is not what you think, please George.she said still crying “Wow, the almighty Lisa is kneeling in front of me begging me?”He said laughing wickedly “Well, I don’t care whatever you are doing just make sure you don’t drag my name to the mud! Because you are my wife and there’s no way a billionaire’s wife like you can be seen hanging out with a low life like that.”He said with authority.

After a savory meal Hillary and her parents settled on the sofa to watch the television. She saw a glimpse of the man she once spotted in the news while she was sitting on the park. Curiousity sinked in her mind. Her dad was staring at the man. "He travelled around the world. He is so rich. He is a businessman and what more a billionaire." his dad said praising him. "What is his name.? I asked out of curiousity. "Kryss Mills." He's the only son of the billionaire Frank Mills. His dad exited in business industry long ago. , so his son owns all of their businesses.