El Yerno Millonario 4257 Novels & Stories

Fifty million USD. The air left my lungs. "Fifty million?" "That’s the exit f*e for a Cruz who chickens out." Santiago stepped closer, his shadow swallowing me. "Does Eduardo have fifty million for a grandson who failed his only mission? Or perhaps you have it tucked away in your paint tubes?" "He didn't tell me." "He wouldn't. He wanted you trapped." Santiago took the paper back, his fingers brushing mine. I flinched. "So. Are we calling the lawyers? Or are you going back to your room?"

Upon hearing that, Megan had a bitter expression as she frowned and protested, "But Dad! I'm the second daughter of the Shanahans! I don't really have to wash his feet, do I? It'd be so embarrassing!" "Well, your brother-in-law is a generous person, so I'm sure he won't ask you to hold up your end of the bet!" Felicia had a content expression on her face. "Ah, my son-in-law is the best! He earned a hundred and fifty million dollars in one day, and there aren't a lot of people who could make that kind of money nowadays!"

She sneered and said, "But darling, for the first time, you're wrong. You see, you are rich. Stupidly rich. So here's the deal: send a billion dollars to me, and only then you'll have your precious wife back." That greedy, conniving witch! I couldn't believe she had the audacity to demand such an outrageous amount of money. I couldn't contain my anger anymore. "So, this whole damn drama was about money? Seriously? You've really stooped so damn low, Mariella. Holding innocent people hostage just to squeeze money out of them?" I hissed, my voice filled with disgust.

A warm appreciation from Luke is given to her. “W-What i-is this?” her voice is stammering when asking. The sugar daddy extends a cheque of a million pesos. Veronica is stunned! Her eyes are frozen from the gaze of his son’s future husband. “No need, Luke—“ Moreover, Luke place it on the dry wooden table then waves goodbye when they both go inside the phantom black Bugatti. On the reflection of the side mirror—Veronica is waving vigorously from them. Luke cannot hide his smile while Dylan is sobbing beside him. The hand of daddy Luke crawls to embrace and grip it tight.

However, she said, "Hurry back when you're done. You're pregnant, so don't tire yourself out. You can ask me for money if you need any." Yvette knew that Shannon had only said that because Noah was there. As such, she played along and agreed to it. However, Shannon wasn't just joking about it. After the call ended, Yvette noticed 50 million dollars had been transferred to her old account. Soon, she got a message. "You're one of the Lane family's daughters-in-law, and you're carrying our descendants. Don't demean yourself. Let me know if you need anything." Yvette was confused, wondering when she had demeaned herself.

Prolog Suami istri lagi menikmati kemah di malam hari. Suami minta istrinya bercerita kehidupan sebelum mereka bertemu. Istri pun menceritakan semuanya dan bab selanjutnya akan jadi flashback kehidupan si istri. Bab 1

"Where's Yeneth? Get her out here! She needs to cough up my son's cash! After four years together, that girl blew through a hundred and fifty grand of my son's cash! Now that she realizes the well's run dry, she's kicked him to the curb! "That hundred and fifty thousand dollars was scraped together by my husband and I, penny-pinching every step of the way!" The bystanders could not help but chime in with their two cents. "Four years, and only a hundred and fifty grand? That doesn't seem too steep. It's not a fortune." "I'd say it's pretty measly." Those folks were all office workers, pulling in decent paychecks. To them, 150 thousand dollars over four years was barely anything.

She has no interest in bussiness and she was not against on that. "My daughter Patricia De Hizon will inherit the precious jewelries of my late wife Leticia Hernandez De Hizon that will be given by Attorney Dela Marced, the two storey house in London, The Hotel Royale in California, USA and a bank acount worth of twenty million dollars. My trusted butler Roberto De Guzman and my assitant Alejandro Quinto who has been loyal to me all through the years will have an amount of two point five million dollars each." Now they knew the reason why Mr. De Guzman and the former assistant of Don Alonzo was here to witness the reading of the will, it is because the late old man had inheritted them too fo

" Shaking her head, Tana snatches it from her hand. “No, that's the hot billionaire dick I'm going to marry if you decide to leave me for some country starlet. I catch a glimpse of the cover. It's a copy of Forbes, and there's a stupidly handsome, handsome brunette on the cover. The headline reads: CREIGHTON KARAS SMASHES COMPETITION “What are you talking about, woman? You would bury me back if I looked at another woman,” Mick growls. Tana's lyrical laugh echoes off the walls.

He needed to stop the bleeding as soon as possible or he was going to die. Fifty million dollars? Hermes asked himself, as he crawled into a sitting position. Where the fuck am I supposed to get that amount of money? He was still thinking when Rafael and Hernandez walked into the house. They had followed him from Rafael’s house when Rafael had seen how uneasy he was. He wanted to know exactly where Hermes was going to in order to make sure that he didn’t try to escape or flee the country. Rafael had learnt not to trust anybody at this point, especially not Hermes King.