El Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3645 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Would you like to know a secret?" He leans in immediately. Zion cannot resist a secret. This is something Sylvia and I have discussed at length. "Yes," he says. "The secret," Eleanor says, placing her final card with the precision of a woman who has been waiting for this moment, "is that I have also been cheating for approximately sixty-five of those years." She spreads her hand. "I win." Zion's mouth drops open. Then he bursts out laughing — the real laugh, the one that comes from his stomach, the one that fills whatever room it's in. "Gran-El! That's cheating!"

Crowe continued, “if that recording found its way to a federal investigator. Conspiracy, coercion… even if he walks, the stink never leaves. Your fairy tale becomes a scandal. Your daughter’s name is mud.” He had a weapon. A real one. “The offer stands, Sierra. Five million. Wire transfer. By 5 PM today. Or the first piece drops at 6.” He turned to leave. “Enjoy the orchids.” He melted back into the greenery. I stood there, trembling, the sickly sweet air choking me. Louis’s voice was granite. “Come home, Sierra. Now. We have work to do.” I walked out of the greenhouse on numb legs. Anna materialized beside me, guiding me to the car.

Grandpa and Mr Rafael were still standing in front of us! Thankfully Mr Rafael interrupted the awkward moment and cleared his throat. “I need information about the meeting so I can blow it the way you want…” “Well,” Diego smiled. “Esperanza got forty per cent of her mother’s assets back.” “How?” Grandpa asked. I told him that Evangelina told me and smiled. “I want to slap it hard on its face… Also, I don’t want the world to find out how… So I want him to confess to the world that he is giving me my assets back.”

And so does Ciara, the girl is never absent from stroking her mother's belly while feeling a hard kick from Lean or Theo who may be fighting for food in Eden's belly. “You are very admirable, young lady. Two babies!” Aciel shouted excitedly beside Eden. He is still drifting into his euphoria as a father of four now. His life will surely be more colorful and more exciting than the life of his gloomy youth. It felt like he was getting compensation from God for the destruction of his family in the past.” "For a rich man like you, ten kids don't seem like a problem," said Laila who suddenly approached them while carrying Theo.

he called, beckoning Jensen. "What…?" I babbled, seeing everyone there looking in my direction, murmuring with curious and confused expressions. “Isn’t that Lilian, the owner of the flower shop at the end of the street?” “And who is the man with her at her side? “Wouldn’t that be the billionaire her ex-husband is and the father of her triplets?”

“Who says you don't deserve a better life like everyone else?” His words struck something deep inside me, and without meaning to, I sank back into the seat, folding my hands nervously between my thighs. I sat stiffly beside him, fully aware of his intense gaze… until my phone buzzed in my bag, startling us both. I picked it out with shaky hands and my heart almost gave out when Don Valentino's name flashed across the screen. He was a ruthless mafia billionaire who had loaned my father a huge sum before his death. There was no doubt in my mind why he was calling. He wanted his money.

Perhaps Jody was right; there's the high possibility of the person being wealthy after all, I admitted to myself before making my way towards two men sitting at the end of the restaurant. As I shuffled nearer to them, they both got up from their seats. For a moment, I felt important. A tall, bronzed, loose-limbed man stepped forward from the table. At first, the person I was seeing was Connor Shelby of the Shelby Empire, a multi-billion dollar estate that was majorly into real estate and oil and gas. It was safe to call him the wealthiest young person in London. Added to the fact that he was also an Alpha, the Alpha of Lumia’s Pack.

is he like those usual grandparents in dramas that are cunning, strict, and purely think only of inheritance and family name. “He is your father’s father, his name is Don Victorio Alvares Villaflor III and he is the 3rd richest man in the business world. He is living in one of his mansions in Canada, in the main mansion. He visits once a week and checks everything here in Sky Mansion. He- He is an authoritarian but he is a loving person Milady.” Beth said as I gasp. Seriously, how rich are the Villaflors really? “Oh! I see, I- I’m a little nervous of meeting him then.” I said.

Fifty million USD. The air left my lungs. "Fifty million?" "That’s the exit f*e for a Cruz who chickens out." Santiago stepped closer, his shadow swallowing me. "Does Eduardo have fifty million for a grandson who failed his only mission? Or perhaps you have it tucked away in your paint tubes?" "He didn't tell me." "He wouldn't. He wanted you trapped." Santiago took the paper back, his fingers brushing mine. I flinched. "So. Are we calling the lawyers? Or are you going back to your room?"

“No.” “Elena, life is too short to delay being together with Alejandro. He’s forty now, and he’s still holding on to you. Why not stop this and give your daughter a complete home? And for your information, Javier is now the third richest man in this city. You can’t even see him unless he permits it. To take him down, you’ll need Alejandro or Mr. Anthony—and both are far from you right now,” she said. I shut my eyes, confused. “This is unlike you. Why are you taking Alejandro’s side?”