Don't Challenge The Lady Billionaire Ending Novels & Stories

“Scar, just so you know, people are already talking. I*******m, news… they think it’s a romance. Headlines everywhere.” I groaned, standing abruptly. “Perfect. I’m married to a billionaire before even signing anything, and the world is watching. Lena… I’m doomed.” She pulled me into a quick hug. “No way love, you're not doomed. Scarlett Lee? You fight, you survive, you set rules, and you decorate that tower into a palace. Trust me, one year will feel like a lifetime, but you’ll do it your way.”

Due to his honesty, I never had trust issues. "Oh, dear. This is the real world. Status and finances matter. They are the basis of variation in the real world. Let me give some advice, woman to woman, you should run away and leave my darling boy alone. You will never be good enough for him, you will never deserve him and you will not continue to be in his life. I have stomached you disgusting pig for way too long."

I said as I relaxed a bit in the car . I just can't believe that to get a girl, I had to use my power and wealth. If it had been any girl, it wouldn't be this hard, I would have gotten what I want from her but Emily is a different case. She is the first lady who hasn't been moved by my wealth or by how powerful I am. Other girls would have rejoiced at being my pretend bride but she made it clear that she isn't interested. "Sir we are here" my secretary said we he stood in front of a building.

“We were simply curious.” Curious. About the woman who trapped a billionaire into marriage. About the sister who stole another sister’s wedding. About the scandal. I could practically hear the thoughts behind their smiles. One woman leaned forward slightly. “So tell us,” she asked delicately, “was it romantic?” Vivian’s expression sharpened faintly. But nobody stopped her. I understood then. This was deliberate. A test. Humiliation disguised as polite conversation. My fingers curled slightly at my sides. The room waited.

Shay said, from beside me. "Me too, well I have to go to the office now. I sure Ms. William won't be antsy now." I chuckled, and Shay laughed at it. "Yeah and don't forget to ask for that pay raise. It would be better to ask for it today. Who knows what happens tomorrow." That was true. What happens tomorrow morning, we didn't know. I could either get wealthier, or satisfied. Whatever it was, I would be happy. We bid our goodbyes, and decided to meet tomorrow evening for a celebration. There would be a celebration for sure, but if we came to know Arnold was a liar, we were going to hunt him down and kill him. Okay, not kill him but maybe mess with him. I really hoped he wasn't a liar, becaus

His eyes remained glued to the building until it was out of sight, he wished on his stars that he would get to access the place. The building they had just passed by was called the ICON PLACE CENTER. It was a major landmark in the country and a stamped signature of wealth and sovereignty. As at the time Susan and her kids passed by, there was a lady, a dainty lady with auburn hair, long enough for it to get wrapped in several kneads, and hang tilted towards a part of the lady's shoulder, exposing her clear skin. She stepped out of an expensive sports car, a Lamborghini Messiah to be precise. Her flowing red dress followed behind her while she walked into the building, stealth-like that of a

She didn't acknowledge me, neither did she treat me right it was hell living in her house but I endured because of the pay. "Is it a family? I asked because I needed to be certain of what I will endure. "No, he's young and rich and also a billionaire, they need a cleaner. Just a cleaner, baby girl just go for it. You Know Rogers Adams? Como'n girl the CEO of Adams Estate company"

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

My mind was set on revenge, and I would stop at nothing to achieve it. After the ceremony, we departed for New Zealand, where Brigitte's parents had gifted us a grand mansion. As we entered the opulent estate, I was taken aback by its sheer size and extravagance. Brigitte turned to me, her eyes sparkling. "Isn't it amazing, honey? Dad never disappoints me." I forced a smile, trying to appear enthusiastic, but my heart remained icy. As we explored the mansion, Brigitte's affection towards me grew more intense. She hugged me tightly, declaring, "I'm ready to give you everything, even my whole life." I didn't respond, but instead, looked at her with a calculated gaze, assessing the situation.

She squeaks in quiet disbelief. "Oh I know, my life is so tragically hard" Amelia replies sarcastically with an exaggerated sigh that dissolves into giggling. It's a pretty inconceivable number to be worth but with all of my businesses and properties included, I legally am considered a billionaire. "I'm surprised you're still hanging out with me, or that you're letting me sit in your car with my poor peasant clothes" Poppy states jokingly. "Don't worry we will clean it after we drop you off" I add sarcastically. This is what I've always liked about Poppy , she's always a pretty good laugh.