Romans & histoires El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3012 Completo

“Is it Yulian?” “Yes, my grandson Yulian and his wife.” “Wife eh? Is she?” He leaned closer to the old man and murmured something incomprehensible before settling his eyes in my direction. “Aren’t you a lovely young lady? I am happy to meet this young man’s wife.” He took my hand to his giving both a good squeeze. “And this is my daughter Corrine.” I smiled greeting them. “It is nice to see you both, I’m Eliza Zorya.” I turned to my side to look at Yulian’s face who only gave me an approving nod.

“Even if I am, don’t invalidate my reason. I am an heiress and you’re just a nobody. I don’t know where you got the idea of me being pregnant, but unfortunately that is not that case. Why? Are you excited that getting me pregnant can make you part of a billionaire family? Jokes on you, but that will never happen.” “I didn’t realize how selfish you are until now. You really are a brat. No wonder why you’re the black sheep of the family.” He walked away and left me.

Black suit, ruthless jawline, eyes so dark they seemed to pierce the camera itself. The caption beneath his name made my stomach twist violently: Lucian Backwood. CEO. Heir to Backwood Enterprises. The man I’d given myself to in a haze of grief and alcohol wasn’t some anonymous mistake. He was one of the most powerful men in New York. “No,” My voice broke as I stumbled back, pressing my hand over my mouth. “No, Maya, that’s not possible. It can’t be him.” “It's a fact.” Maya’s voice was iron. “I triple-checked. And guess what? He’s not just anyone. That man is Lucian Backwood, billionaire, golden boy of the corporate world.” Her eyes locked onto mine. “And the father of your child.”

AVA I woke up the next morning with Liam's words echoing in my head. "Once I have full custody, I won't need her anymore." The betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound. I'd signed away my freedom for nothing but borrowed time with my son. The sound of Eli's laughter drifted down the hallway, and I followed it like a lifeline. I found him in the playroom with Elena, who was teaching him to count in what sounded like Spanish. "Uno, dos, tres," Eli repeated carefully, clapping his hands.

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 blabbed shocking everyone. “Oh yeah, I have and I guess you met my granddaughter?" He asked amused. “I wish I had, I would have made my son marry her, not this gold digger." He insulted. “He's married to her already," Abuelo said. “Excuse me, what?" He asked. “Zöella here is my granddaughter and only heir to my empire. And I'm glad she found a real man, not someone who wanted her money." He added as everyone starred at her shocked.

The next few months were a ridiculous one-woman show. Enzo visited every two weeks, playing the part of the ‘devoted husband.’ But his gifts gave him away. For me, it was cheap vitamins from a corner store. For her, I saw on the family’s hidden ledgers, it was millions. Enough to buy a small arsenal. Its destination? A secret Swiss account belonging to Eliana, of course. It was clear. Just like last time. Eliana was having severe complications with her pregnancy. She was weakening fast.

How did he become a millionaire within three short years? Everyone left after looking around the new house. Elio drove the luxury car back to Sunshine Grand Hotel, planning to spend the night there before attending the wedding the next day. Once the family was alone in the car, Lana started yelling at him again. “Why did you have to show off, you idiot?! You told everyone you have a villa, but you have nothing!" Elio was not angry. He chuckled and said, "I may not have a villa, but I do have a plan. I just can’t tell you right now.”

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, feeling a sense of unease creeping over me. The man, who was now wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, continued. "Enersto is the son of a close friend of ours. This is my daughter, Emilia. She’s only twelve. Enersto offered to tutor her for free, to help improve her studies. At first, I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. After all, we’re family. It would be a great help for my girl. But one day, I came home early and found his hand ... down there. She was in a state of shock, and I was horrified. Thankfully, that was the extent of it. He didn’t go any further, but the thought of what could have happened chills me to my core."

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".