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Lyv has no one to rely on but him. “And if I don’t agree?” answered the young man firmly. “What do we care if your family will be erased from the world? My sister and her child’s future are at stake here. I will not allow your grandson to marry my sister just like that.” The old lady did not move. She waved her hand at the uniformed men. One of them responded by holding out an envelope. The woman gently placed it on the table. “That envelope contains all the assets and properties of the Dela Vega Empire; not only in the entire Philippines but also in different corners of the world. If you think we don’t—”

I saw that he had signed a cheque, and he immediately came to me. “What does this mean?!” I asked as he handed the check to me. “60 Million dollars, Mister Suarez, give me back my daughter.” “You're crazy,” I said. I turned my back on him, but he immediately turned to face him. I struggled, but unfortunately the mask I was wearing came off. “Mister Wills!” I said. “I was not wrong in my guess as to who you really are, Eldifonso Suarez! You are that man, Eldifonso Madrigal.”

Emilio explained. "My father was a government official when he came home drunk he could give me money and early morning will go to the bank to save without the knowledge of my mother or even my brothers and sisters my father had already opened for me a junior account" Emilio added. "Immediately after high school I managed to secure my identity card for myself I went to the bank to check the account balance I was told it's twenty million dollars," Emilio said. "With just twenty million dollars you became a billionaire?" Rosario asked.

He wasn't smiling, but still managed to look so hot and handsome. "Yes, why do you have his photo as your wallpaper? Who is he?" Grace frowned. "That's what I was explaining yesterday. This hot specimen is our new CEO, Enrique Black. He is a billionaire and has so much money, that he doesn't know what to do with it. His family, the Blacks, they come from old money. Their family heritage can be traced back to six generations of riches. He has a supermodel younger sister, Sophia and his ex is the supermodel, Margot Prescott. He is also a celebrity chef, he is the host of Cook Your Feelings Out. He—"

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.

"What are you saying? Have you gone crazy? You're not getting rid of me like this, so easy. My dad can put you in jail. He's super rich, and you know that." "Your father is a fudido, just like you are. Your family's shares were invested; your father signed a contract with me where he transferred everything to my name in exchange for a large loan. Besides, I'm a billionaire, not rich, Cristina." "So..." She sat on the couch and put her hand over her mouth, speechless and without any action. "Are you serious?"

“Ten million. Cash. No police. No lawyers. No press release this time. You wire it to the account I send tomorrow. Or tomorrow night every major blog in Nigeria and the US gets the full file dump. Billionaire Alexander Voss Bought Silence From His Baby Mama. Imagine the headlines. Imagine what it does to Theo’s book sales. To Nia’s patients. To Kai’s career. To Amara’s academy.” Elena closed her eyes. “You won’t do it,” she said. “You’d destroy yourself too.” Another cough. Wet. Painful. “I’m already destroyed. I have nothing left to lose. You still have everything.” The line went dead. Elena sat on the kitchen floor, broken teacup beside her, phone hot in her hand. She didn’t cry. She didn’

He was more like my dad just that he was fucking me rough and then one day I went to the mall I happened to meet this young good looking guy called Liam he was my age I loved him when I first saw him and we dated for like 2 years then we got busted Milton told me to make Liam sign everything to me then i drugged him and indeed he signed everything to my name and I run away last year Milton got me and apparently I'm owing him 56Million for staying , eating, bathing in his house for free So I had to sell everything that Liam mseleku signed to me and I made atleast 54Million I payed Milton I tried to kill him many times but I failed and now he wants the rest 2 million so I Sold all the staff si

He said As my eyes traced the delicate script in Elliot's hand, a seismic revelation shook the foundations of my world. The weight of my lineage, a mixture of astonishment and betrayal upon uncovering my billionaire lineage, the unspoken wealth concealed by my late mother, unfolded like a clandestine novel, leaving me breathless with a cocktail of emotions. "What's this?" I asked showing him the second paper underneath "Here, it's a record of transactions made in your company" He said and I gave him a questioning look

He turned to Elio and asked straight up, "Elio, level with me, where did this cash come from?" Elio had his story ready. "Dad… Evelyn, don't sweat it. I hit the jackpot with the sports lottery. It was a cool eight hundred thousand before taxes. This is what's left after taxes. I brought the rest here." Lana and the rest of the crew were gobsmacked, their eyes glued to Elio. The guy they had written off as a total loser had struck it rich—a mega jackpot, no less. When they thought about it, it kind of made sense. How else could Elio have raked in seven hundred thousand? Borrowing that much was out of the question.