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Mike walked in to his hotel room and slumped on the bed. He played a song and increased the volume and danced to the song while packing his luggages into his mini box. He took the file and smelled it, he hasn't opened it ever since he collected it from Anthony, he has done his calculations and planned his life for the next 10 years. "Mike you are the most fortunate person on earth, you become a billionaire without working hard for it. I am lucky." He screamed and jumped up happily.

"Your local tokens have been revoked, your debt covenants have been neutralized for forensic fraud, and the Southern District of New York has just received the physical manifests we salvaged from Berth 3. You don't own the London corridor anymore, Eleanor." Eleanor’s aristocratic mask finally cracked, her pale skin turning a sharp, ashen grey as she stared at the million-line paper trail flashing on the wall. Her hands tightened around her handbag until the leather groaned, her eyes darting between the data columns and the towering, lethal silhouette of her son. The morning bell hadn't even rung on the trading floor, but the war for the Ashford empire was already over.

The message contained only one word: [Follow] After reading the message, Ximena’s confidence surged, and she raised her paddle again. "200 million!" "300 million!" "400 million!" "500 million!" Ximena held her ground, not backing down, until Sebastian called out with a firm voice, "1 billion!" The room erupted! "Oh my God, 1 billion! Does Mr. Vanderbilt really want Yun's Aromatic Codex that badly?" "I've heard that there are treasures hidden in the Yun's Aromatic Codex. If the treasure is found, spending a billion would be worth it."

“Your documents were pure gold. The hidden accounts, the timing of the announcements, the weaknesses in their strategy, the exact projections you gave us, it all matched perfectly. We bought low, sold high, and secured long-term contracts that the Laurents couldn’t touch. My father is already talking about expanding even further. We owe you, Elena. This changes everything for us.” I was speechless. I had known the documents were important. I had studied them carefully. But I never expected this scale. 6.3 billion dollars. My 30% share would be almost 1.9 billion. This kind of money is enough to change me into a completely different person. My mind raced. That kind of money could change every

My face was never published in any magazines or newspapers, or seen on any television screen or public videos, so no one ever recognizes me as the only daughter of this billionaire who owned multinational companies and Aviation, which happened to be my dad. "You're smart. I know you can make a way to let him fall in love with you without revealing your real identity", he said with much confidence. The confidence that I wished I do have. "Is 60 days enough for me to accomplish this mission, dad?", I asked him profusely. "It will be if you want to and your mission's first day will be tomorrow", he answered before stepping out of my room. I really can't understand men sometimes, they are very c

I sat quietly waiting, watching her as she brought out her tablet phone, turn it on and handed it to me. “That’s the article we wanted to tell you about,” she started before I had the chance to take a look, “we thought you had seen it already.” And then she fell silent. I glanced at the headline of the article and then the words came at me. “CONNOR SHELBY, ONE OF LONDON’S MOST ELIGIBLE BILLONAIRE FINALLY GETS OF THE MARKET ANNOUNCES ENGANGEMENT TO EX-LOVER, ANGELA ZADOK.

That place became a market, and she was like merchandise being fought over by men hungry for flesh. "One billion!" Silence. Everyone was deafened, including Eleanor. All eyes turned to the source of the voice. On one side, at the very top, was a man wearing a black polo shirt. He slowly went down, his footsteps were the only noise heard throughout the place. "One Billion?" asked Don Constantino, his eyes widening and unable to believe what he heard. "She's mine!" until he finally got down and was right in front of Eleanor. Knight Andrie, one of the richest men in the entire Philippines. He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort.

He walked up to Gary, who had a little furrow on his brow when he saw him. “What’s the matter, Robbie? You were supposed to k—” He was interrupted by the opening of his office door again to see Darken Reliso, the son of Henry and Ansel Reliso, in his usual expensive Gimanni dark blue suit, clean cut and shining pair of shoes. He had that annoying static smirk on his lips and kept his right brow up. He was holding a document. Darken walked slowly into the office and stopped just as he was in front of Gary; he nodded in greeting and let himself sit on the chair in front of Gary before placing the document he was holding on the table.

He extended his hand, offering me the documents with a sly smile. I hesitate at first and then collected the brown envelope from his hands slowly. My fingers shaking as I turned the paper to read. My muscles tightened as I read the contents of the paper. It was true, I saw my father’s signature at the bottom of the paper. My father did borrow from Don Mario, a large sum at that. My widened as I read the amount written on the paper. “One million dollars?!! I gasp in disbelief. My whole began to tremble visibly.

Maybe I had to fix that soon. When she left, he continued talking, "The first term is your payment for carrying this child. You will receive one million dollars after delivering the child. But you won't have any parental rights, as this child will be mine after birth." The thought of not having parental rights felt weird to me but I didn't oppose. I knew the baby would be biologically mine even if I had no parental rights. I just hoped I wouldn't end up getting attached to the baby. It was possible. How could I not get attached? I pushed the thought away and realized I had to answer him.