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Noah said, voicing out his worries. I paused, narrowing my eyes at him. "You're not a celebrity, are you?" Please say no, or my life will be the garbage of molded peanuts. "Noah Hudson. A 27-year-old billionaire chef of Bulgario Five star Hotels and Resorts. Find out more about his lifestyle-" Hailey increased the volume of the YouTube Video. My eyes widened more than before as I slowly disgested on how my life was not about just getting stuck with some strange handsome man but with a billionaire who's famous all around the world.

I enjoy hearing her speak, her voice should be recorded and kept in a museum or something. “It is a romance novel.” She said. “Oh, my favorite.” I joked. “Of course it is.” She said. “What is it about?” I asked her. “I don’t know much yet since I have not gone that deep but I understand that it is about a man, a wealthy one…” “How wealthy is he?” “Extremely wealthy. He has a daughter, lost his ex-wife…” “Let me guess. He is searching for a nanny?” I asked her. She laughed. “How did you know that?”

"You will never, ever ask me about my past before this agreement. And you will never set foot in the small apartment I live in now." Julian Thorne stared at me, a fascinating mix of annoyance and dawning intrigue in his eyes. He hesitated, clearly sensing the massive secret that lay just beneath my request. Then, with a curt, decisive nod, he answered. "Agreed. Now sign." I dipped the expensive pen into the ink. There was no turning back. I just sold myself to the one man in the world who could destroy me, all to protect the one thing he already owned. My name is Evelyn Reed, and I just married the father of my secret child.

I gave him a hug. Dad never failed to show the best that he can in raising me even he encountered a lot of hard times doing that. Well, what can you expect? Being a billionaire's only child is never easy. Kidnap for ransom is the most common threat in my life that I had experienced and the reason that leads to traumatic experiences I least wanted. “But Dad, you said that you want me to be happy. Isn't it absurd for you to decide whom I'm going to marry?” I asked him in a low tone of voice.

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.

And if what Avon was saying was true, maybe this is the answer to my family’s financial problems. "Well, all you have to do is—" She handed me a red card. "Let a billionaire purchase you."

He smiled while shaking his head, while the secretary was next to him. "She is the woman Apollo married, and yet he had no guts to introduce her. Poor woman," the old man said. "Are you sure, Mr. Brooklyn?" asked his secretary in disbelief. "Hmm, yes. Just look at their wedding ring," the old man replied. The woman looked, and she couldn't believe that one of the youngest billionaires was married to his assistant. The woman was excited and wanted to share some great news with her friends. As they walked away, Melody felt her vision darken and shook her head to adjust it, but it continued to worsen.

Mila slept until noon. It was Phoebe's call that finally woke her up. By then, Nathan had already left. She grabbed her phone, held it to her ear, and said hoarsely, "Phoebe." "Mila, there's news about Mr. Hoffis Senior." Mila sat up abruptly. She was now fully awake. Excitement surged through as she threw off the covers and got out of bed. "Have they found my grandpa?" "No, they haven't found him, but I discovered a lavish estate worth over 20 billion has suddenly appeared under Mr. Hoffis Senior's name. It's considered the most luxurious in Norvania," Phoebe replied.

Really looked at me and pulled me closer than I was to him in a deep kiss and then said, “Let’s get you inside” My legs felt wobbly so I held onto him for balance. There’s just a hint of stubble along the sharp line of his jaw as he smirks at me and I can’t help but wonder what it looks like in the morning. “Yes please” And for the first time, I was able to take in the beauty of the mansion. It’s exactly like what I have seen in the magazines of “A DEAL OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS HOUSES?” And I guess he is one of those Millionaires who feels there is nothing they can't buy with money. Including a virgin nineteen-year-old girl.

A girl who couldn't even cook, yet she wasn't embarrassed. After finishing the bowl of egg noodles, Isabella's stomach was comfortably full. She fetched a file box from the room, spilled out the documents on the living room carpet, then sat cross-legged, meticulously examining them. Meanwhile, Andrew sat on the sofa perusing documents. When he casually glanced up, he spotted a thick stack of property deeds spread out like a deck of cards. Isabella, a young actress who had just debuted, couldn't possibly accumulate this much property on her own. It was obvious that these were the ones Eleanor left for her. It seemed Eleanor wasn't entirely foolish; she didn't disclose all the family wealth to