El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3012 Completo Novels & Stories

She said, Of all things I might had heard that was the most disgusting, the fact that he thinks he could control me, the fact he felt deep in his mind that all that was needed was for him to snap his fingers and I would rush to his beck and call, I scoffed. He might have enough money to keep a whole city running but I had my feminine dignity, at least before I fucked him without a condom on. "I am not interested in cutting any deal with him, I have saved enough money to raise this child bon my own." I protested stubbornly. It felt like blasphemy cause it drew a shocking gasp from both of my parents, it left me wondering whatever sin I committed to get them expressing themselves that way. "Bi

“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?”

Elyse assumed a haughty posture and spread her hands, saying, "I need money to raise a child, and I'm sorry to ask Randy for it. So, I'll trouble you to give it to me. Besides, I must have abalone and bird's nest for every meal. I can't afford to neglect the child in my belly." Lena was about to walk past her, but Elyse caught up with her. "Lena, your younger brother values the child in my belly a lot. If something were to happen to me here, do you think he would hold a grudge against you?" Lena's footsteps halted, and she raised her hand to rub her forehead. "Transfer three million to your original card. Don't come looking for me until New Year." Elyse's eyes lit up instantly, this was the

"Six million!" "Eight million!" "Ten million!" ... Amid Diana's puzzled expression, bidding escalated. "Thirty million!" The host suddenly exclaimed excitedly. Diana glanced over at the direction indicated by the host's gesture. She immediately spotted a fat figure. It was Amparo, the same person they encountered earlier. "Thirty million once, thirty million twice, thirty million three times!" "Congratulations to the gentleman who acquired these golden eyes for thirty million!" Amparo leaned back in his chair, a pleased glint in his eyes as he heard the host's announcement.

“What did you just say?” “Nothing much.” Louis wrapped his arm around her and said solemnly, “I was saying that we should go home already.” At the de Arma mansion… “I’m going to be a great-grandfather already?” Hernandez learned that Ryleigh was pregnant and was so happy that he could not keep his mouth closed. “Oh my, this is really a delightful event. How great is this? I’ll actually be able to see the birth of my great-grandson before I kick the bucket. I think my whole life has been completed because of this.”

Luis can not marry Yaze until she paid her debt, that will be my deal to Luis. Ahhh fuck! I can't accept this facts now. We need to talk how we gonna tackle the situation, the matter with the babies and Yaze. DON LUCIANO AND SENYORA ROSITA POV: "Honey, we have three grandchildren at once, I can't believed it!! God blessed us three in one," Senyora Rosita blurted out happily.

It was starting to feel like a setup. Still, he sent the million. She'd popped out a Gramont heir. He figured that earned something. Elyna lit up. "I knew you'd come through! Our son and I will love you forever!" She held up the baby. "Look! He's smiling at you! Same eyebrows, same nose—he's your twin, right?" Cedric smiled back, trying to believe it. But the more he stared, the more it didn't sit right. He pulled her bank records. Less than an hour after the transfer, the whole million went to Gaspard.

she added, emphasizing the last words in a way that made Michella raise an eyebrow. Michella tightened her grip on her bag. Her gaze drifted toward Zayne. “Your husband… not bad.” “What exactly do you mean by that?” “Do you want the honest answer or a lie?” Elmy rubbed her forehead. “Stay away from me.” Her eyes sharpened. “And my family. If all you want is money, I can give you as much as you want.” Elmy’s words sounded arrogant—and it only made Michella want to push her further. “Your father’s going bankrupt. Where are you getting that money from?”

she said. “Which life?” he asked. “This life that provides you with luxury you could never afford,” José said in mocking tone. “I don't want any of your luxury or your filthy money,” she snapped back. José laughed hard, his head tilted. “You don't need my filthy money, you say? Then how come I got a notification on my phone that you took out a hundred thousand dollars from my filthy money?” Eilleen went quiet immediately. She tried to hide her trembling hands from him.

"She played us, Jade. She let me think I was fighting my father for control of the New York throne while she sat in London, quietly drawing down the liquidity through the old 2006 handshake codes." He leaned closer, his face dipping into her immediate space until his hot, ragged breath fanned her cheek. His eyes were wild, dark, and consumed by an intense, possessive desperation. The savage, territorial hunter inside him was fully uncoiled now, his instincts demanding that he wrap his arms around her waist, pull her against his chest, and drag her out of this subterranean tomb before his family’s multi-layered rot could stain her completely.