Dumped, Then Claimed By A Billionaire Novels & Stories

But the noise from the TV caught her attention as she heard the name of the same man who had left her in this terrible condition. “CEO of Carter Textiles Ltd, Edward Carter is back with his ex-fiancée who seems to be pregnant,” the news broadcaster said, smiling excitedly. “It is said that they will be getting married soon.” A picture of Edward in an intimate position with a pregnant brunette came up on the TV. The presenter had explained that the picture had been shot at a social event where the billionaire had claimed that the woman who had been his date, Natasha Wills, was his soon-to-be wife and that they were expecting their first child.

Before they could even react, every single one of them was subdued. Refusing to believe his eyes, Daniel rushed to explain, "Don't let them fool you! I'm the CEO of Hayes Group. They're trying to steal my assets. If someone's getting arrested, it should be them!" I let out a mocking laugh. "Without me, you'd be nothing." Just then, one of the vagrants recognized Dad and screamed at the top of his lungs, "I've seen him on financial news! He's on The World's Billionaires!"

" Ava's eyes filled up. --- _DAY 757: THE SPEECH_ 9:00 PM. Total raised: `42 Million` Double the target. Damian on stage. Ava beside him. Damian: "I became a billionaire 10 years ago. But today is the first time I felt rich." Silence. "Because today my wife showed the world that power isn't in money. It's in colors." He held Ava's hand. "This is Ava. My wife. Mother of my 3 children. And the soul of my foundation." Ava started crying.

My boyfriend, Sean Conway, tells me he wants to get married and asks me to wear a wedding dress to the company's annual party. I think he's finally going to propose. So I show up in the most beautiful wedding gown I can find, bouquet in hand, and confess my love to him in front of the entire company. Suddenly, his sweet, innocent-looking secretary, Hannah Sloan, storms over and dumps an entire cup of coffee on me. "You shameless, ugly bitch! Just because you landed a nine-figure deal, you think you can steal my husband? You slut! Keep running your mouth, and I'll shut it for you!" Sean has always been a stickler for the rules, but instead of standing up for me, he accuses me of violating

She tried to sift through the jagged pieces of a very fucked up puzzle and not lose her shit any further. She’d wanted the truth. Had been after it since she knew the billionaire had been hiding something. And it was a whooper of secret as well. The God’s of the city, who saved millions with their supplies carted across a broken, dangerous country, couldn’t save them fucking selves. Not even with all the money in the world at their fingertips, rubbing elbows with the CEO of the LEDA pharmaceutical Corporation, they were both fucked regardless. Money couldn’t solve all their problems after all.

" I refreshed the banking app right in front of them. My parents collapsed when they saw that. "It's real! It's really real! There's really 100 million dollars! It's ours! You'll transfer it to us, right?" Mom stared at me with desperate hope in her eyes. "You're my sweetest daughter—you always have been. You won't let me down, right?" I let out a cold laugh. "Spare me. Didn't you already announce to the whole world that you cut ties with me? We have nothing to do with each other now!"

Depositors name: Mary Madison Evans. Wait … Why. What is this? I’m confused. I know this, but I don’t want to believe it. Why did someone deposit a big money? And it cost 500 million United States Dollars?! //WyByCa

"You took Fifth Avenue... you built your throne right outside my grave." My private line suddenly buzzed... a high-priority call from Lucas Bennett. I picked it up instantly, pressing the phone to my ear. "Report, Lucas," I rasped. "The private auctioneer just listed the sports car collection, Drake," Lucas reported, his tone heavy with suppressed anger. "A tech blog already picked up the listing. The headline reads: The Fall of Peterson: Disgraced Billionaire Auctions Hypercar Fleet to Meet Payroll." "Let them print it," I replied coldly. "Did the escrow wire clear for the Queens employees?"

"Thank you all for coming. 6 months ago, this library got a grant. $500,000. Because of the work of Damian and Ali Cole." Applause. Damian flinched. --- Then came the reporters. "Mr. Cole!" "Is it true you lost $2 billion?" "Failed billionaire builds again!" Damian went still. I took his hand. He stepped up to the mic. "Yeah," he said. "I lost it." "All of it." Silence. "Lost the house.

Sarah After a few days, reality truly hit us as the deadline to leave our house approached, and we had no idea what to do. I couldn't believe how selfish our own father had been in spending our entire inheritance on his vices. We discovered that our father, Patrick Mitchell, was addicted to gambling and had been losing a lot of money for years. He would take out loans and renew them, until it reached the point where he had to sell the company to pay off debts to dangerous people who were threatening him.