El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3012 Completo Novels & Stories

And this is how you pay for it? - Excuse me? Pay? I thanked you at the time, but the rest, I've achieved it myself. -That's very clear to me. You aspired to be more than just an employee. What's the next step? To be the billionaire's wife? -Girls, please. -Yany pleaded, already alert as she saw Alice's posture. It seemed that at any moment, she would jump on Ava.

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

Still caressing her tummy smoothly, she pinched his hands agressively and he withdrew forcefully while trying to hold back his screams. She buried her laughter as she turned to give him a slow sinister stare. She could see the pain all over his face as he stared at her face in anguish. She looked away immediately and tucked her hair behind her ears. She crossed her legs stylishly, seeing her mother battling for words while trying to defend herself about Mateo Steel being sick. This was the moment she was waiting for, she thought as the Prosecution lawyer called out Mateo's name and everyone turned in surprise to see Mr Mateo Steel, the ruthless billionaire, walking hale and hearty into the c

Making sure I understand them correctly. The firstborn child of Adrian Cross. That's Ezra. My baby. My son sleeping upstairs. My hands start shaking harder. The paper crinkles in my grip. Forty-seven million. One hundred fifty-six million. Two hundred three million. I do the math in my head. Over four hundred million dollars. Ezra is supposed to inherit over four hundred million dollars. And nobody told me. Not Adrian. Not his parents. Not a single person in this entire family mentioned this.

“I am trying to figure it out, Emmy. Huracio did a lot of things. A lot of things. Like when he surprised me with diner in bed. How he stayed up all night when I was sick, how he made sure I had everything I needed before I even asked for them. He bought me a house and gave me a honeymoon in Milan. He gives me 5 million every month as pocket money ….” “What did you say?” Emilia blinked at me, looking shocked. “I said…” “Your monthly allowance is 5 million? Did I hear wrong? Is that what you said?” Yes.” “You have that much money?” “yes.” “How long have you been married?” she started counting her fingers, while I watched in bewilderment.

She was already losing a lot of money. If this were to continue, she would empty the family fortune! “Stop yapping!” Yoana slapped Edwin once more, growing angrier by the second. “I’ll kill you if you stop me from getting rich!” Yoana took out a check and hastily scribbled an amount of three hundred million before pushing it forward together with her remaining chips. “I’m adding three hundred million. All in!” “Here’s four hundred and fifty million! Are you following me or what?!” “S-sister…” Edwin stammered, worried.

“Do you think I'll let you enjoy all the money while we rot in this ranch? Besides, Milo didn’t even give me the money.” Anger simmered in my blood. “What do you mean?” I demanded, squeezing the phone in my hand. Milo’s voice drifted in the background. “I had other expenses to handle. My girlfriend is pregnant…she’s having a baby.” My blood ran cold. “She’s going to be your niece, Rosa,” he continued. “Your only niece. Don’t you think you should take responsibility?” I bit my lips. “I don’t have any money for you anymore,” I said flatly into the phone. “Dating a billionaire doesn’t make me one.”

He brought out his phone and I needed no one to tell me he was going to be placing a call through to Idrio. "This is the voice of Luciano and I have good bad news for you. Your girlfriend...is pregnant and also in my custody. You have just an hour to be here. 200 billion dollars and that cuts it." He said and then laughed. "You have more than that, Dada Idrio. Your girlfriend duped me so it's only fair I do this right?" He ended the call a while later and turned to him. He started laughing, like things were going according to his plan.

Those words of the doctor still sounded in my head, with the ting effect of a bell sounding in the cathedral, even after I had dashed out to go in search of money which we didn’t have. Later, while swallowed in my misery and gloom, a young beautiful nurse by name, Stella, told me of a billionaire by name, Fanny Luis, who was worth fifty billion dollars and the richest family in Rio Hondo. “Listen Melissa,” Nurse Stella had said, “If you could get to the billionaire he would certainly be of help,” she told me emphatically. “He is very generous. I can count quite a number of Rio Hondo he has helped.” Later, at twilight, she took me to this huge edifice, a villa with plaster of gold and preciou

she muttered, her voice shaking. I froze, confusion clouding me. Alfonso? Why would she call Enzo that? Enzo stopped in front of her, towering over her small, trembling frame. His presence filled the room like a heavy storm. “Your daughter,” Enzo said coldly, his voice low but sharp, “owes me a hundred million dollars. She stole from me. A cufflink.” My mother’s head snapped toward me, shock spreading across her face. Her mouth fell open, but no words came out.