El Yerno Millonario 4453 Novels & Stories

I sat quietly waiting, watching her as she brought out her tablet phone, turn it on and handed it to me. “That’s the article we wanted to tell you about,” she started before I had the chance to take a look, “we thought you had seen it already.” And then she fell silent. I glanced at the headline of the article and then the words came at me. “CONNOR SHELBY, ONE OF LONDON’S MOST ELIGIBLE BILLONAIRE FINALLY GETS OF THE MARKET ANNOUNCES ENGANGEMENT TO EX-LOVER, ANGELA ZADOK.

When their one night stand resulted in an unexpected pregnancy, Nerissa life was turned upside down. Trillionaire CEO, Asher Blackwood, is determined to claim his heir and make Nerissa his - but on his terms. Nerissa finds out that he is her boss and realizes that she has no other choice but to enter a contract marriage with him. As they navigate their complicated marriage, Asher's secrets and Nerissa's fears threaten to tear them apart. Nerissa find out the truth about Asher's past and the real reason he's so desperate to hold on to her? As the stakes grow higher, Nerissa must decide whether to surrender to Asher or to go her own way, even if it means losing the man she loves."

“Wait, wait. Hold on. You’re telling me this guy wants a baby out of the deal and offers you such a huge amount of money? And that’s it? What’s his name? Do you even know who he is?” Emma bit her lip, trying to remember the name Aunt Jane had told her. “Yeah, I think his name is Ryan Miller.” Sonia’s jaw dropped. “Shut up! Ryan Miller? The Ryan fucking Miller?” “Do you know him or something?” Emma asked, curious of her response and Immediately, Sonia brought out her phone and googled Ryan Miller. "Let me show you who Ryan Miller is." She flashed Emma the search results: “Forbes 30 Under 30, richest man in New York?”

“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.

Mark asked Jenny. Jenny bowed in front of her cousin. This is the son of her Uncle Mauro and Aunt Diana. She is only a few months older than the young man, and this is what she teases when she wants to do something. “Did you know that brother Zion has a girl?” Mark frowned and suddenly became interested. “Really? Who?” Smiling, Jenny extended her right palm in front of Mark. “One million pesos.” Mark sighed and shook his head. Sometimes, he thinks that her family is suffering. It’s just that she doesn’t miss every chance where she can earn money. He has to make a bet with Jenny again, and their bet is her brother’s life.

So, my hunch was right! "So her name is Rose, huh? I never knew..." Jeremy was proud of himself to see Mikhail squirm realizing that he had jumped the gun and exposed himself. "But I gather that Rose is the old man's great-granddaughter through his daughter, right? Even then...Jonathan Erling – what does he have on Alexander?" Jeremy was curious. Jonathan Erling –? the mysterious billionaire. He is said to be nearly ninety years old and as long as he is alive he's the fourth richest man on earth. Even when there is a recession or world war, his net worth will always make him the fourth richest.

They were probably shocked that the heiress had returned. Inside the mansion everything still smelled like old money and lavender polish. My mother's presence lingered in every vase and painting. The silence in the hallway was louder than the cameras that had screamed my name last night. I stepped into the living room and found them both there. My father, Bernard Roothmoore, CEO of Roothmoore Conglomerate, Forbes's number one for seven consecutive years, sat on the couch like a throne. My mother, Sylvia, sat beside him looking more disappointed than angry. They had seen it all. The slap. The betrayal. The shame.

And so does Ciara, the girl is never absent from stroking her mother's belly while feeling a hard kick from Lean or Theo who may be fighting for food in Eden's belly. “You are very admirable, young lady. Two babies!” Aciel shouted excitedly beside Eden. He is still drifting into his euphoria as a father of four now. His life will surely be more colorful and more exciting than the life of his gloomy youth. It felt like he was getting compensation from God for the destruction of his family in the past.” "For a rich man like you, ten kids don't seem like a problem," said Laila who suddenly approached them while carrying Theo.

She was wearing a diamond necklace, looking elegant in an emerald gown. Victor Reines. The man Damien believed had murdered his parents. He took a step toward the bed. Emily immediately shifted back. "You're not a nobody," he whispered, his voice sending a shiver down Emily's spine. "You're Victor Reines wife." His gaze dropped to her hand clutching her stomach. "And you're pregnant." He raised his hand toward her face. Then stopped himself.

Vivian's countenance altered slightly, and she hastily uttered, "Jane, I was momentarily confused at that time, please do not take it to heart..." "But I have taken it to heart," Jane interjected. She glanced at the other three individuals and declared, "I am aware of the reason for your visit, but allow me to clarify that no matter how affluent I become, it has no connection to you. Do not harbor any thoughts about me!" "Jane, what are you saying? Without this family, would you be where you are today?" Diego expressed his displeasure. Jane replied coldly, "I should express gratitude to Joe's father for where I am today, not you."