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Caroline Lightwood After talking to Cade Grey, the CEO of the reporting company 'Gnewz' from the group of companies owned by his family THE Greys for over an hour I started preparing for today's meeting. Yes and this is the CEO of the company who wrote that article. He was my friend in college. He even had crush on me, but when I told him I liked someone else, he understood it and we remained good friends. Ethan was always jealous of him or any male I talked to, as a matter of fact. Whatever stop thinking about that jerk. I can't believe he didn't called back. At least of not for me he should have done it for my children. I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only k

"Someone was inside while we were away?" "It seems so." She unfolded the note and read. Then with a frown handed it to Addie. You won the couple's draw for the night out on a yacht. Dinner and drinks will be provided. Please be at the dock at seven tonight, the trip is about four hours, your captain for the evening will meet you. Congratulations. Management. "This is nice!" Addie said. "A night of wining and dining on a yacht. Can you imagine the stars out there on the ocean with no lights around?"

she whispered to Joel," who responded with a sigh. The living room in the Montana mansion was filled with all the luxuries from different countries. Joel, who was a lover of good things, made an exception this time. He couldn't bring himself to admire anything. The wait was just a perpetual hell, increasing his apprehension. At long last, footsteps were heard up the stairs, descending. Joel looks up, with his gaze meeting that of Mr. Pierre Montana's fearful one, with his wife by his side whose facial expression was quite a contrast to his. He lowers his head in a flinch. "Dad, Mum, meet Joel, my boyfriend," Estelle retorts excitedly. Joel extends his hand to meet Mr. Montana but the latter

Get lost! BOOK 3 WE WERE DESTINED*Completed* Link: https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000004472 Preview " Look miss. Don't get me wrong, okay? I am just making sure if it's really mine. I am a very busy and famous businessman. Now, if you are not so sure that that baby inside you is not mine then it will bring chaos and a big problem to my image and to my family. Get it?" D-do you really think I-I am that kind of a woman? Do y-you think that I w-would let you take my v-virginity when I h-have a boyfriend? She said in a painful tone. But he was just staring at her with his emotionless eyes. " Okay. But I want some test miss. I want to make sure that it's really mine. I want a paternity tes

Clayton took her hand and pressed his lips against the back of her hand. Electric current passed through her body when Clayton lips touched the skin of her hand. Emerald pulled her hand softly from his hold. Clayton trained his eyes on her. Emerald's mysterious background was unearthed by Clayton himself because of the information left by his grandfather. He was thankful that he accidentally placed that file with the documents he needed to read. Emerald was the only grandchild of Giovanni, the wealthiest man in the financial powerhouse of the country. In fact he was the wealthiest man in the whole country.

But now, I seem to smell my mom's scent again from this old man. Mr Alcheron Vermont's mate died early of illness and he only had one child, my mom, who broke off her relationship with him for the sake of her love. After the departure of his daughter, many believed that Mr Alcheron Vermont would marry again and birth a new heir. There were also women who longed for that person to be themselves, after all, it was the Vermont family. But since then, Mr Alcheron has been living alone, without even a scandal, devoting all his time to his work. And gradually from a billionaire to the world's richest man. And just now, I, Hirre Monreal, became the sole heir to this huge fortune...

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

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.

“You really think I give a damn about your zeroes?” He looked confused. Annoyed. Embarrassed, maybe. “I’m the eldest Miss of the Hemlings family,” I said, head high. “I could live the rest of my life in silk pajamas and never worry about a single bill. I don’t need your dirty check.” It was a lie. A big, bold, juicy lie. But I wasn’t about to break Saint’s heart or let John Bells win. John still didn’t believe me. He didn’t believe any woman would turn down a million dollars.

The raw, volatile friction radiating off his broad shoulders filled the entire boardroom, his chest heaving with a slow, controlled rhythm under his white shirt. "My father is currently eating breakfast out of a plastic tray in a federal holding facility in lower Manhattan, Mother," Lucian growled, his low baritone dropping into a terrifying, animalistic register that caused the three London solicitors to subtly stiffen in their shoes. "And the wilderness taught me exactly how to handle an old wolf when she wanders into the wrong territory."