El Yerno Millonario 4453 Novels & Stories

He didn’t reach for her, but the demand in his posture was absolute. “That ends today, Vivian,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. “I lost ten years. I won’t lose another minute. You will tell him the truth, and I will be his father. You may have the land, but you don't own the right to keep my son from me. I will fight you with every resource I have until I get my family back.” Vivian stared into the eyes that mirrored her son’s, recognizing the determined, unyielding man she once loved. This wasn't the fleeting summer lover; this was Elias Thorne, the architect of global deals, and he had just made her his new, non-negotiable objective.

He stopped short as if he was about to spill a secret but caught himself. "What?" Anna asked. "Never mind," he waved. "He just kept saying it was a misunderstanding that would be cleared up soon." Eugene set down his glass and rubbed his temples. "Your father was my best friend for twenty years. He was the most ethical man I knew. I trust him, but the numbers didn't tally. There was nothing we could do about it." "How much money are we talking about?" "Nearly two million dollars." The number hit Anna like a physical blow. Two million dollars. No wonder the DA had frozen everything.

my father asked his voice rising that it echoed. I looked at him confused and realized he was referring to my son. "This is my son father, his name is Kyle. He is five years old." i said calmly as I sat across from him and Kyle right next to me. "And why is he here?" my father asked. "Don't tell me you had a child out of wedlock." a voice I was so Familiar with said from the hallway laughing sarcastically. "I really did dodge a bullet." he added. It was none other than Eric, the man I was supposed to marry six years ago.

Yves said angrily while clenching his fist trying to calm his nerves. Vhan spoke, "His full name is Lary Jemaso Hecar, he's 31 years old. He is from Pharlen Street Blg.24 . He has two sons and daughters and has a wife. But eventhough he has a wife he never really cares about her and keep on gambling their properties including the property of his wife. He has $10 billion worth of debt to pay and since he knows that you are the most richest person in the whole world, he tried to play trick against you and even dares to threatens you using your son and your son's babysitter."

Guevara Villa “Welcome home, my beloved! I’m sorry it took so long before I found you,” Leonard Guevara exclaimed and 10 other maids lined up to welcome Camille. Camille stood at the door-way and looked at the man before her, it was truly the billionaire. Leonard Guevara. He owned lots of companies in the city likewise the top notch hotels, he’s filthy rich even the Rodrigo can’t beat him to it. ‘How is he suddenly my father?’ Camille wondered.

Lay proudly began to explain, "Your father has a number of businesses there. There's a hotel, a mall and also a few others." "You're joking right?" Derrick asked in disbelief. Lay snorted in annoyance, "Why am I joking about this. This is true. However, in England your father goes by the name 'Valentino Miller'. I was confused at first when my father told me, but when I compared the autographs, it really was your father, Vesa." Derrick gaped. "This is too shocking. Your father is full of surprises. Great and wonderful," praised Lucas. Vesa was silent. Derrick suddenly began to worry if Vesa returned to feeling sad like that time. When he first found out that his father was a billionaire who

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."

my MIA father used to tell me. I didn't want to admit it, but, the asshole was right. Especially now that I'd been exposing myself to the rest of the world, pushing myself out of my comfort zone, as per my mother's aspirations. In her eyes, her one and only son deserved more than what I thought I did. "You told Mamma?" I looked at Ricchar. "She just found out. Santiago called us this afternoon." "The countess. Right?" Ricchar nodded. "That woman's somethin' else." He whistled and unzipped the front of his tracksuit. His laurel green shirt underneath emphasized the color of his eyes. "25 million. Upfront."

Sarah asked while she stood up to make her way to the living room. "Just look Sarah." Delores replied her and ended the call. That was the first time Delores was ever calling her to check the news. The girl knew that she disliked watching news and though the girl watched, she had never asked Sarah to watch it too. Sarah quickly made her way to the living room and turned on the television and immediately she tuned in to the news station, she realized why Delores had sounded so urgent and shaky. The headlines read *Multi millionaire and co-CEO of Diego&Sons company Ltd, Ron Diego announces his engagement to the heiress of the multi billionaire tech company, LauSar Tech Ltd. Lauren Miller.*

Legs crossed, posture loose, like he had the room by its throat. Liam Miller — the spoiled, sadistic son of Edward Miller, Corrupt billionaire. Human trafficker. Cartel financier. He was born with a silver syringe and a blood-soaked spoon. I’d been meaning to slit his throat for the better part of a decade, but unfortunately, it wasn’t yet politic to do so. He smiled lazily at Caelen — at my Caelen — like he was bidding on him and not the damn painting. “Four million,” came a voice next to him — smooth, Southern, with a steel edge.