El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3214 Completo Novels & Stories

"I'll work for you under one condition." I say. "What's that?" "You'll marry me", He smirks revealing breathtaking dimples "Are you sure about that?." I pause for a moment then look straight into his eyes "I'm sure." I would marry Giovanni D'Errico and find a way to get back my fortune. Whatever it takes. Emily Rivera is trapped in a loveless marriage of three years with an unfaithful husband which eventually ends up in divorce papers. Devastated and heartbroken, she goes back to her parents' house and is even more devastated when she finds out her father was dead, she is hit with an even more shocking revelation, her father Alfonso Rivera had left behind a billion d

"I hope you are happy, son. And I wish you have patience and resilience to deal with the adversities of life as a couple." "Thanks, dad." "I have another good news to give you." the middle-aged man looked at his son with a smirk. "You did it. The millionaire project is ours. The bidding result came out earlier today. I'm so proud of you!" The men embraced briefly and Evan thanked his father for his support. It didn't take long for Elena to appear. "Darling, it's time to dance with the bride." she said with a smile. Evan searched for Chloe with his eyes and she was standing in front of the dance floor, looking in his direction with a smile that could light up the universe.

A reporter stood up. "Good morning Miss Lisa, we are very happy to see you again after some months. We were told you went for a vacation but you returned with a guy named Mr Anthony the richest billionaire in Switzerland. My question is, is he just a business partner or something more than that. Thank you." She asked a question. "Thank you, I am also happy to see you all. Okay, Anthony is my boyfriend please take note of that and you must accord him with the same respect you accord to me." Sonia answered in a happy way.

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."

"Has my precious son bothered to eat? I hope you haven't messed things up there! 'Coz I can see how excited and thrilled you are that my son chose you, Ffion. But don't you dare get too cozy, darling, because mark my words, I'll uncover whoever's responsible for my son's plight. And once we find eyes for Audric, you'll also be out of my dear son's life." She didn't bother to respond. What's the use? She smiled bitterly and took a deep breath. "Don't worry, Tita. I'll take care of Audric. I'll be his eyes here..." "Of course! He's the heir, a Villanueva! A billionaire. Swimming in money, so you'll surely manage taking care of a billionaire, won't you, dear? I know you're a gold digger. Don't

He could see the happiness and anticipation in her eyes, and it made him feel proud and grateful to be the father of their child. As they finished their meal, Alexander excused himself to freshen up. He wanted to take a moment to reflect on everything that had happened. He stood in front of the mirror, looking at his reflection. He had always been a confident and successful businessman, but he now had a new role to fulfill. He had to be a father. He took a deep breath and splashed cold water on his face. The reality of the situation hit him hard, and he felt his knees buckle slightly. He steadied himself and reminded himself that he had to be strong for Celine and their child.

“During the three years of marriage, I admit that I was a little happy. If only they didn’t treat me like a servant, I would have intended to tell them about my true identity so that my husband could participate in the company. But it turned out that I was wrong.” Back then, at the beginning of their marriage, Helena had intended to tell her husband’s family about her identity as a billionaire heir, but it turned out that time didn’t give Helena that chance, and then the girl kept it a secret until one day Helena was forced to sign divorce papers, and embarrassed her in front of other women.

He was insinuating what had gotten me here in the first place and although I was disgusted by this pregnancy, I could use some much needed attention. I silently get up and head to the bedroom. I hear him follow behind me and shut the door. At least there was one thing that occupied me. After my hatred-filled entanglement, I tell Francisco to take me to a nail salon. Once we arrive, I sit down and wait for my services when I see the news playing in a screen just up the wall across from me. ‘Social Articles report that a young billionaire is no longer back on the market. The business mogul has rekindled with his wife who was seen sporting the same rings gifted to her for their wedding just 6 y

"The floor is for your tantrums. Choose one." "Read the alerts, Dad! Read them!" Chase paced a tight circle around the chair, his hands flying through the air. "She’s at Opulencia. She’s been there for two hours. The current tally is thirty-two million dollars! Thirty-two million! She’s hemorrhaging my accounts! She’s trying to liquidate me in a single morning!" Richard looked at the screen. Even for him, the number was a jolt. Thirty-two million dollars. He felt an unexpected spark of shock in his gut, but he didn’t express it. He wouldn't give Chase the satisfaction of seeing him surprised.

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.”