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“Goddamn! This machine is cheating us! “ I couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. We we’re both so hopeful and yet was disappointed. Told ‘ya that machine was possessed. It’s tricky, tsk, tsk, tsk. “Let me play,” I said. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Would like to hear your lovely review. Looking forward to your motivational review. Love yah all readers!

"You actually sent three ellipsis dots! Is there a bloody love story between you and him?! Let me guess. Have you ever fell in love with him, but he dumped you? But you cannot forget him. It is OK. If you still love him, I can quit!" I am speechless. "what a terrible story! Why didn't you guess that I dumped him? Do I look like the kind of girl who always gets dumped? No! I am not familiar with him! But I know that he has 20 billion current deposits in his bank card , which is super weird." Blaney sends, "Oh my God! Is he so rich? It can't be possible. He just graduated. How can he have so much money?" I tell her the fact. He sent me emails first and planned to buy my dad's company with $10

"What could make our aloof and unapproachable CEO drown his sorrows here?" Ben smiled without saying anything. Sebastian guessed, "Everyone in the group is saying Mr. Ford and Sheila broke up, and he's exiled her to my place." Regan: "What's going on here?" Killian didn't speak and downed a glass of wine. Seeing Killian in this state, Regan and Sebastian became even more curious, turning their attention to Ben. "Do you know?" Ben played coy. "I know a little bit." At this time, Killian slowly said, "She wrote me an IOU for over ten million, saying she wants to be financially independent and recorded everything I bought, and my mom gave her."

After all, she was the one who was financially supporting him, practically devoting almost every cent of her income to him, and yet Jason dumped her. She was left broken and shattered, all alone, and she couldn't bear the thought of remaining at home and absorbing her misery any longer. She decided to get drunk and just let herself go. She visits a high-end nightclub. She ordered her drinks and promptly became intoxicated. While there, she met her accidental husband, the billionaire CEO of Richmond Hotels, Shawn Richmond, who offered her a job as a secretary in exchange for keeping their accidental marriage a secret. Of course, she accepted the offer. After all, they aren't in love with each

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“Here. I need you to release a copy of our marriage certificate and some family photos.” We have lots on my phone, and I just chose the best ones. Goldstone nodded. “Should I let the public know that the most eligible billionaire bachelor in Redwood got hitched?” Anthony teased, stealing a sidelong glance Martina’s way. “J*rk!” I playfully punched Goldstone’s bicep. “I am not a player. It was more of Flint’s alley than me.” I corrected him, lest Martina think otherwise. Goldstone nodded. “Of course. You only loved once. “

I stepped inside composing myself. "Here she is, Lena, my precious sister," my brother said, standing up with open arms. I glanced at his warm, affectionate expression, mustered a smile, and made my way toward him. "Lena, meet him. This is Abraham Blackwood, heir to the Blackwood empire, his family controlled wealth and power that spanned industries." He gestured toward a tall figure with his back to me. The moment I stepped ahead, he turned slowly and my breath caught in my throat. The shock of seeing him struck me like a bolt of lightning.

I just want to lift myself from this mattress and disappear to a place that is less cruel, or a place where feelings do not exist. I wanted to scream in her face at the reason why she had not left me to die on that cold night. The same set of people pretend to care at early encounters, but once they find your existence threatening, or less useful, they drain the remaining life in you. This occurs mostly by the wealthy fellows, and here is another one who has an indecent reason to keep me in her abode. There was no way on earth I would tell her my past life for her to feed her fake pity. Never

It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.

“Cici… please tell me you’re joking.” “I wish I was.” I explained everything, how I’d discovered the truth about my biological family, how I’d built Maison Cynclair in Paris, how I’d rebuilt myself from the ground up. Matilda listened quietly, her mouth falling open with every revelation. When I finished, she blinked like she was trying to process everything. “So you’re… Laurent,” she said finally. “Yes.” She exhaled dramatically. “Oh my God. You went from housewife to billionaires’ sister overnight. That’s so unfair. I can barely pay rent.”