El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3645 Mga Nobela at Kwento

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."

I tell him, rechecking my schedule “Yara Hadid, Mr David daughter who stays at London is on a vacation here in Alameda” I lifted my head, my attention caught. “How do you know about this?” “Uncle Ernesto gave me all the details. So you just have to attend his function. Work your charm on his daughter, gain Mr David trust and we buy his company in California. Baam. We all win” he says as I leaned forward grabbing the remaining sandwich. Considering Lucius words, it looks simple but I was about to take a break on ladies

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.

Then displayed: NO MATCH IN CURRENT FAMILY RECORD. Elias stared at the baby. “I don't have a child.” Older Elena whispered: “In my world, you do.” Everyone turned. Elias looked at her. “Who?” She stared at the child. “This isn't her.” “Her?” “My Elias had a daughter.” “What was her name?” “Amelia.” The baby in the crib began crying again. Jonathan rescanned. “Not Amelia?” “No.” “Then?” The scanner updated. A second genetic match appeared. Everyone went silent.

Camilla said, "Tell me how did you get the money?" her father asked, "My pregnancy paid all the debts" Camilla retorted, "I prefer to die here than to give up my grandchild" Roy Mendez said, while tears dripping down from his eyes, "why did you agree to do that, please go home, let me work and die In his farm" her father said,

"Room 3, fifteen million." Abigail pressed the price increase button again. Marisa looked at her thin and beautiful hand, and was taken aback, "Abby, are you still following?" The total price had reached 90 million... Even if she made six Heart Tonic Pills and sold them, she would only get back 60 million, and she would lose 30 million! At this time, Ronan's cell phone rang. It was Jaeden Shea who took care of his grandpa. "Mr. Lucero, it's bad! After Sir Lucero had the soup sent by Ms. Baldwin, he suddenly had a high fever. The doctor said that Sir Lucero's condition has deteriorated again, and he is still being rescued... Hurry up and come over!"

If my mother found out, if she even heard this conversation, all the dreams, the empty illusions, would shatter to make way for the pain. "Your father won't have a damn cent because your grandfather left a will that will be made public tomorrow morning, and most of the Yagami fortune will exclusively go to the first great-grandchild. Funny thing is, my wife and I have been working hard, and that—" he commented with audacity, and I felt like collapsing. "The funny thing is, I secured what was needed to ensure that, so it's likely that Amaya is already pregnant by this delightful point in the day." "What did you do to that idiot you use against my father?"

Mark asked Jenny. Jenny bowed in front of her cousin. This is the son of her Uncle Mauro and Aunt Diana. She is only a few months older than the young man, and this is what she teases when she wants to do something. “Did you know that brother Zion has a girl?” Mark frowned and suddenly became interested. “Really? Who?” Smiling, Jenny extended her right palm in front of Mark. “One million pesos.” Mark sighed and shook his head. Sometimes, he thinks that her family is suffering. It’s just that she doesn’t miss every chance where she can earn money. He has to make a bet with Jenny again, and their bet is her brother’s life.

Mia nodded her head slowly and Zoe wished they could just drop the subject. "She looks familiar." Aaron said finally. It was the first time Zoe was hearing him speak and his voice held and commanded a lot of power. "Where do we know her?" "She's the heiress to Madrigal hotels." Avery said to him. "We have done business with them in the past." "Margery is your mother." Aaron said, smiling and turning to give his mother a look. "That's interesting." "I'm glad you all find it so." Avery butted in quickly before more questions would be thrown at them. "She's my wife, we got married few hours ago. There has been no ceremony yet and I'm not sure there will be."

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.”