Novel & Cerita El Yerno Millonario 4098

“And where’s my granddaughter? I’m eager to see how much her belly has grown because she’s already pregnant, isn’t she? I can’t put up with the idea you gave us the money we needed to save the company and my dear Cameron hasn’t been able to conceive.” Diego looked at Mr. Mendez like he was trying to see in him the backup he was needing. Mr. Mendez just nodded a little. Mr. Milan’s smile erased little by little when he noticed the man beside Diego and Diego where speaking in code. “Diego, what’s going on?” Mr. Milan asked a little impatient. “There’s something you want to talk to me.” Diego sighed. “Mr. Milan, there’s something you have to know about your granddaughter.”

Daddy asked, making me more confused. "Daddy please explain to me." I pleaded with my dad who moves closer to me. "He owns Galiano corporation." Dad said, making me almost jerk up from my seat. "But Mr Miguel owns it, it's under his name." I asked. "Miguel is his best friend so Miguel works for him as the CEO." Wow, this is just so unbelievable. Everything dad was saying was still coming to me as a shock. "You are trying to say I am getting engaged to a billionaire." I asked, feeling so happy for my future and at the same time surprised that Enzo is this rich but pretends not to have half the wealth he claims to have.

“Isla?” I handed him the test without a word. He took it, stared for three full seconds, then exhaled sharply. For a moment, the ruthless billionaire disappeared completely. His eyes glistened — actually glistened — as he looked from the test to my face, then down to my already rounded belly. “Four,” he whispered. The word cracked with something like reverence. “You’re giving me four children, little one.”

“I was a maid at Greg’s house... He had an affair with me while he was married to Elena... right under the same roof.” The room went into a total meltdown. A collective gasp ripped through the crowd, and I saw a thousand phone screens tilt up at once. The livestream numbers in the corner of my screen were absolutely exploding—4.9 million people were watching live. The entire world was tuned in for the ultimate Greg family tea. The video from my Meta glasses hit the screen in crisp 4K. Elsa’s face filled the room, her tears looking painfully real on the giant display. “He told me he would give my child the best life... and in return, he would give me 100 million dollars. He bought my daughter

She pulled out a folded piece of heavy parchment paper. As she opened the letter, a small silver key with a unique number engraved on it slid out and fell into her lap. Elena ignored the key for a moment and began to read the neat, handwritten words on the page: > Dear Elena, > My name is Mr. Bill, and I was your father’s loyal lawyer and friend. If you are reading this, it means Callum Carnegie has passed away, and you are in great danger from his family. > They want to steal your birthright. Your father never forgot you. Inside this letter are the codes to private vault 402 at the Central Heritage Bank. Enclosed is the key. Inside that vault is the final truth, the absolute proof that you

Black suit, ruthless jawline, eyes so dark they seemed to pierce the camera itself. The caption beneath his name made my stomach twist violently: Lucian Backwood. CEO. Heir to Backwood Enterprises. The man I’d given myself to in a haze of grief and alcohol wasn’t some anonymous mistake. He was one of the most powerful men in New York. “No,” My voice broke as I stumbled back, pressing my hand over my mouth. “No, Maya, that’s not possible. It can’t be him.” “It's a fact.” Maya’s voice was iron. “I triple-checked. And guess what? He’s not just anyone. That man is Lucian Backwood, billionaire, golden boy of the corporate world.” Her eyes locked onto mine. “And the father of your child.”

On the way there, Hazel kept on looking at her and Selena was getting curious. “Baby, why do you look at me like that?” She asked. “Because I am thinking…” She replied. “Hm, what are you thinking about?” “I’m just thinking about that man from earlier, Henry says he's always on the news channel so I guess he's very rich, I'm wondering if he can be a good husband for you, mama.” Selena nearly choked when she heard those words coming from her daughter’s mouth. She quickly shook the thought off.

Because All employees at AL Group knew that Valentino did not have a child and had also not been in touch with his relatives for a long time. Lusi looked at Vesa annoyed. "Good grief, You're so good at making this up, kid. Are you an actor?" Lusi quipped. Vesa was getting frustrated. "I'm not making up. I'm really the son of Valentino Araya and Ferisha," Vesa half shouted. Lusi blinked when she heard the name of Valentino's late wife being mentioned. Not many people knew that name because Valentino never mentioned that name again. Only some people knew the name of the billionaire's wife and Lusi happened to know. She started to think again.

He curtly said to my Grandfather. “Oh,” The old man chuckled. “Mariah, do you mind introducing me to your friend?” “He is not my friend,” I started off, "But, meet Daniel Carter, the co-owner of the Carter Jewelries. I have no idea why he showed his face up at my house and I am seconds from calling the police.” Daniel laughed in embarrassment. "I believe you have heard of The Carter Brothers," He spoke in favour of himself to my Grandfather, "We have been proposing a big deal with the new owner of Shimmers, your granddaughter."

Grabbing the remote, I tried to change the channel only to hear Cas’ name. “As seen in footage made last week, Casius Hemming left an interview abruptly. We now have proof from a reliable source that the handsome billionaire was actually helping one of his employees. The children of an unnamed woman were taken and almost smuggled across the Mexican border, but Cassius Hemming stepped in just in time. With no regard for his own safety, he grabbed a gun from one of the kidnappers and got the kids back to their mother. It seems this billionaire is quite the hero.” How did they know?