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Mills got up on his tall feet and walked towards his grandpa, he bent down so he could be face to-face with his grandfather. “We had a deal, old man. I’ve played my part of the deal, I have a woman legally married to me and in no time, you’ll have all the great grand sons that will carry your name to kingdom come. But I’d rather you not prick my temper, and especially not in the presence of my new wife.” Gabby was so fixed on Mill's lips to make out what he was saying to his grandfather but all she could make out were hushes and the male low growl from Mills to his dying grandfather.

her father finally spoke, and it took Taphney a while to realize the name he had mentioned. What's going on? Taphney quickly looked at the man who was now slowly standing up from his seat. She stared at him from head to toe, unable to believe her eyes. How could her father owe this man a hundred million pesos when they were almost of the same age? Taphney had always thought that Mr. Santocildez was an old man with wrinkled skin and a big belly. She had no idea that he was this handsome. "Well, yeah. Sort of. But I suddenly thought that you and your child might run away, which I was not wrong about. Because look at you two, why do you have a suitcase? Are you planning on running away from you

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.

“I’ve come to talk to you about something… personal.” Sophia raised an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious. “Personal?” Evelyn hesitated for a moment before continuing. “I know about the situation with Edward Vanderbilt. And I know about your father, Sean. I think you need to hear what I have to say.” Sophia’s heart skipped a beat. Edward Vanderbilt? Sean? This wasn’t just a casual visit. She nodded, gesturing for Evelyn to sit. “Go ahead. I’m listening.” --- A Shocking Revelation As Evelyn spoke, Sophia felt the ground beneath her feet shift. Evelyn revealed that she was, in fact, the estranged daughter of a former associate of Edward Vanderbilt’s—someone who had been directly involved in the b

For as long as I can remember, I’ve never really done anything I loved, I was born to be prim and proper as the lady of the Carter household, my mom, a retired pageant queen and model, and my Dad, CEO to one of the biggest conglomerate in the world, well at least biggest after the Russo’s Empire, my dad’s biggest rival and ex best friend. You can say my father is an obsessed workaholic which worsened after the Russo’s Empire was named the number 1 money making company by millions of blogs and tabloid especially since what happened between my father and Mr. Smith Russo. Anyways they passed on their beef to their children at least the Heirs and we have been doing a really great job hating each

Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

Her eyes darted between us, her body tense. My father’s lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, the culprit makes her entrance. You must be... Araceli, isn’t it? The little gold-digger.” Are you proud of yourself, angel?” he continued, his words dripping venom, his tone condenscending “Did you see this as your mega chance, huh? What did you see in my son, a billionaire's bank account to lift you out of that cheap life of yours? A golden ticket out of the gutters?”

It's for the greater good of my children not to suffer just the way I did. Rhett came from a family of old wealth. His late grandfather was the richest simp in the state, and so the wealth kept passing on to their legitimate sons. My mother had told me, all I have to do is give them an heir and every wealth of the Sango's will come lurking at our door. I was just going to be a pawn in the general sphere of the game, and my job was to get my family out of the mediocre life we were living and make sure my children would not experience the life my father gave me.

“I finally sent him #JM# the letter. He’ll read it before the wedding. I had to tell him. About the baby. About everything. I hope he understands.” Eva’s hand trembled as she clutched the diary to her chest. "JM" it rang a bell and it was the only person she suspected all along He. Him. She’d sent the letter to him that she was carrying his child. Eva looked up, her mind reeling, a single name screaming in her head Jeremi Moretti. Eva’s eyes filled with tears. Something wasn’t right. She folded everything neatly and tucked it into her handbag. The truth was beginning to breathe beneath the lies.

He stopped short as if he was about to spill a secret but caught himself. "What?" Anna asked. "Never mind," he waved. "He just kept saying it was a misunderstanding that would be cleared up soon." Eugene set down his glass and rubbed his temples. "Your father was my best friend for twenty years. He was the most ethical man I knew. I trust him, but the numbers didn't tally. There was nothing we could do about it." "How much money are we talking about?" "Nearly two million dollars." The number hit Anna like a physical blow. Two million dollars. No wonder the DA had frozen everything.