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!"

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

" 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

Yet some nights, exhaustion stripped away my defenses, and I found myself staring at my phone, wondering if he ever did the same. I hated that part of me. One night, as I worked alone, Lila burst into the studio, breathless. “Sab,” she gasped, eyes wide. “You need to see this.” She shoved her phone into my hand. A financial news article glared back at me. PETERSON LUXE STOCK PLUMMETS AMID INTERNAL POWER STRUGGLE My chest constricted. Below it, another headline: MENDOZA COLLECTIVE EMERGES AS UNEXPECTED MARKET STABILIZER

I spit out blood and saliva off to one side, checking my mouth for any more bruises before I reply, “you left your firm for dead. Even your ideas couldn’t be more dead than you. I saved it out from that pile of shit it was fast plummeting into.” “You dare—” “You wanna know what else? You officially handed it over with your own signature on it and the world knows the bankrupt billionaire handed over his supposed empire to his wife before tragic death. I guess you resurrected a little too late.” I manage a cold smirk despite the ache in my jaw. Confusion drapes itself all over him like it has never belonged in a more rightful place than his face. Seconds later, anger takes over, revealing how

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.

"Michael, you know how much I've waited and longed for this very opportunity to seek revenge. Do you think something as feeble as love will make me dump my mission? This is something we've been planning for a long time." "You know how we planned this all from the beginning. How we both paid off Mr. Edwards' capable workers to leave the business, how we were able to infiltrate the company's inner circle by buying off one of the directors. How we were able to send one of us to meet Edward to come to me for financial support, the banter and back and forth we had with Edwards before he finally agreed to sell his daughter to me?"

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.