El Yerno Millonario 4257 の小説・ストーリー

"Didn’t you already bid on the wrong item? Where will you get that much money?" "Well..." Eden stretched her response, pointing at Alain with a grin. "He’s rich." Alain smiled and added, "That’s right. Bid as much as you want. I’m rich." Horace fumed, "You madmen!" He went back into his room, barely holding back laughter. Next door, Terry’s eyes narrowed as he called out, "25 trillion." The Millers bid 30 trillion. The Johnsons raised their bid to 31 trillion. Eden responded with, "50 trillion."

I grinned, leaned forward, and whispered it aloud, my voice slinking around the numbers like silk. “Four hundred million dollars.” The sound of it made me giggle, an almost giddy sound bubbling out of me. I swayed in my seat, tipsy not from the wine but from the intoxicating thought of my extra wealth. Four hundred million. Mine. Every penny of it ripped from under Marcelo Bernardo’s nose. Marcelo. The great, merciless mafia lord. So feared. So respected. And yet, his bride-to-be had stripped him bare without him even realizing it. The irony was delicious.

Trevor was obviously so good at his job that he knew to keep the drinks coming. " So tell me, how did you find out?" Hot Mr Strange asked. " Well," I began. " We were supposed to be married in few months, two to be precise, and I was just returning from a visit at my mom's place tonight when I met my supposedly fiance shamelessly fucking no other person, not even his ex or the city's harlot, I'd be okay with that if it were them, but it was my only best friend," I said. The thought about this again saddened me.

their eyes met, Demetrio breathed, trying to control the excitement of seeing her again, even though it had only been a day, he missed her and a lot. "Can we talk, Evangelina?" he asked, and everyone's mouth fell open, even Evangelina's horrible aunt, who couldn't believe that a man as handsome and millionaire as Demetrio Laurenti was there. "Are you Demetrio Laurenti?" asked Eva's cousin in amazement. There was no one who didn't know him, he was the man who had created the most apps, and he was also the heir to a fortune. "Yes, nice to meet you," he smiled and greeted everyone pleasantly.

He spotted a hint of reverence in Madam York’s eyes. Something was wrong. Unfortunately, no matter what Andrius asked, Madam York replied the same thing: no problem, they got the money, nothing was wrong, etc. Andrius realized that the visit could no longer continue. He looked at Noir and Sonia before he left Madam York with a few words of concern and left for the fourth house. The fourth house door was opened. Before he stepped inside, Andrius heard a conversation going on inside. “Please, give me the million dollars! My son is dead and I’m old. I have no source of income left. I need the money to cure my partner’s condition. Please…”

*Larry's House* “Where the hell is this money? I can't find it!” Larry growled, his patience already worn out, as he raked his whole room. “Are you sure, you kept it there? I mean, I would have seen it, if it were there.” Hilda asked, as she faked her action to be helping him look for the money. “I'm sure, I kept it in here, I can't find it!” “How much is it?” “It's twenty Million pesos.”

“Wow, she hasn't even given birth yet, but Mr. Hendry has already shown a potential future 4th generation heir. After all, the child she is carrying is the son of Mr. Aleandro Gilren, the 3rd generation heir after Mr. Cain.” Whispers rang out among the crowd while looking at Yuriel. They clapped lowly to welcome her. The reporters didn't want to miss taking her picture. Yuriel smiled awkwardly as she became the center of attention. Her hands were sweating coldly and she was trying to smile as many pairs of eyes stared at her.

Is there a chance for a complete and a happy family, or will it be completely destroyed by those who oppose their unity? PROLOGUE “How much money do you need?” he asked the man in front of him. “100 Million Pesos,” the man answered quickly. He took the check from his suitcase. “Take care of it. Payable to cash. One hundred million pesos. It’s all done. Now, give me that kid.” He looked at the unconscious Yael. The man quickly took Yael. “Now, give me my hundred million!” he said with a smile. “Not too fast. Undress him. You need to find someone who has the same physique as Yael, then fake his death,” the man ordered.

, Alexander's girlfriend, He told me about you being pregnant for him and am here to offer you a deal,"Isabella said Celine listened intently, nodding occasionally "What kind of a deal,"Celine asked "Well,it is simple," Isabella said as she brought out her cheque book and wrote a cheque of $10000. "Here is the cheque of $10000, all I want from you is to terminate the pregnancy," Isabella said Celine leaned back in her chair and smiled. "You want me to terminate my pregnancy for $10000, you must be stupid to think I will do that."Celine said

Realizing he has no choice, he decides to talk. "God, but don't let Mr. Emory find out, because if he does, I don't know what could happen to me," says Sebas fearfully. He peeks into the room and notices that Bea is deeply asleep. "I told you it had been tough for Ayden to be alone with his son. The child needed a mother's warmth, and you weren't around. Gerard recommended a 'comadrona' (midwife) to him, and somehow Cameron came into Ayden's life. She's the daughter of an international millionaire, got married not long ago, found her husband having an affair with his assistant, and they separated. She was pregnant when she found out; she fled and had an accident, losing her baby."