Novel & Cerita El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3214 Completo

Rhiana nodded. "Grandpa, can you tell me about Rhiana?" Enrico asked again while his mother was quiet sometimes beside Uncle Carlo. Senior Montemayor sighed. "Rhea was my daughter with my previous girlfriend. I didn't know she was pregnant when we broke up. Alice found out and asked me to support her. She was engaged to David Miller when I met her personally. I helped Miller Group not to be bankrupt. We signed a contract that the firstborn child will manage the business, and that's you, Rhiana." He explained.

BRIANNA'S POV WHICH was more confusing? Getting married to a complete stranger, or knowing how to put up with having life growing inside of you I guess the the two. I was getting married to a total stranger ans if there was anything I was glad of, he was not totally a jack though partially he was one like all men of his gender, all men of his Calibre. He was fucking rich and that itself was very obvious, he was so rich that he could literally buy half of the city houses so easily and keep them running on electricity.

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.".

She slowly opened the envelope and unfolded the contract, her eyes widening as she read. "Six million pesos?! My father owed you this much?!" Manuela gasped, staring at her father's signature. "Indeed. You read the contract, didn't you?" Uno replied. Manuela couldn't comprehend such a massive debt. "H-how did my father accrue such a large debt?" she murmured, a memory suddenly surfacing. FLASHBACK "This building is huge, Dad! Is this really going to be our business?" Manuela asked incredulously, standing with her father at the construction site of their future company.

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.

His hand slid possessively across my back, fingers spreading just above my hip. “They’re all watching.” I forced my lips into something that resembled grace. Cameras flashed. Whispers rippled. The city’s wealthiest, most powerful families crowded the marble floor, champagne flutes in hand, waiting for the spectacle to begin. Inside, my stomach churned. Every step I took beside him, every nod to the smiling strangers, was a betrayal of the truth I carried in my heart. Ethan. My sweet boy. My secret.

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?”

The figure turned their body around and showed a visible annoyed look on their face, her amber eyes trailed my body from head to toe with a scowl plastered on her face, It took me aback when I realised who bumped into me, It was Elise Crawford, Daughter of one of the Michelin star Chef and my High school batchmate, “Wait, is that you…hold on, what was your first name again? Was it Valkyrie, wait, was it Valerie?’’ I rolled my eyes when I heard her familiar snobby tone, ‘’It’s Valencia, VA.LEN.CIA, Elise.” I sighed in distress, “I feel like I just aged 30 years, after seeing her.’’ I grumbled underneath my breath, however, Elise noticed the grimace I had on my face and spoke, “Right, I think

I've just booked a restaurant for my seventh wedding anniversary with my wife, Melanie Rowland, when several lines of text suddenly appear across my vision. "Would you like to take part in a loyalty test? "We'll randomly give your wife a system. If she tells you about it, you win, and the two of you will receive one million dollars." After seven years of marriage, I have no doubt Melanie loves me. As far as I'm concerned, that million dollars is already in the bag. Still, I'm curious enough to ask one question. "What if we lose?" "If you lose, it proves your marriage has failed. In return, you'll receive a mystery prize big enough to let you start your life over. "The price of partici

He fell silent for a moment, as if a thought suddenly surfaced from deep within his mind. “No… that’s impossible. I know she doesn’t leave the house, and she’s busy taking care of our child. Besides, she doesn’t remember anything yet, so it’s impossible that she’s behind this,” he said, shaking his head as he made his way toward the Boraque mansion where he was staying. Meanwhile, Raquel and Claveria were happily eating the pizza they had bought earlier before returning to the mansion. “Wow… mother and daughter look happy! That must be delicious, what you and Baby Claveria are eating,” Ernesto said as he arrived, coming from Doque Hospital.