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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—”

"Why would I be stupid enough to turn down the chance to use the highest black card for two months? I still have to open the presidential suite for Grandpa to sleep in." "Right, Grandpa?" Lucas looked at George. "Yes," George nodded with a smile, thinking Fernando would lose. "I'm glad he doesn't agree," Fernando muttered with relief. If Lucas agreed, how could he trick him into giving Joyce two million yuan? "What are you talking about!" Xiomara immediately glanced at Fernando with an annoyed look. "You have a brain in your head, right? Why bet with him?” “No, Mom. I want to win two million yuan from him and make it Joyce’s pocket money.” Fernando warned. Knowing Xiomara, if he won, she wou

She’s part of the family and hurting just as much but I can’t bring myself to say the words. Her footsteps recede down the hall. The front door opens and closes and a distant noise of a car announces her departure. I didn’t even say goodbye. “Are you ready?” Lucas asks with a grim expression, then opens the document without getting a response and begins to read. “I, Estela Dominique Castillo, of sound mind and body in the event of my death will my estate, companies, assets, various collections, and all my accumulated wealth to my only daughter, Penelope Lorena Castillo under one non-negotiable condition... That she marries Christian Hilton.”

Part of her wanted to cry, part of her wanted to scream. “This was everything to you,” she whispered. “Your grandfather’s will—” “Damn the will.” His eyes burned into hers. “You’re worth more to me than Caldwell Industries. Than the billions. Than any inheritance.” The room was silent except for the pounding of her heart. Noah’s voice broke it. “Well, damn. Didn’t think he had it in him.” Ellie elbowed him sharply, but Lena barely heard. She was too busy staring at Zane, at the man who had just set fire to his empire for her.

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.

--- A Mysterious Warning The next morning, Sophia received an anonymous email with the subject line: You need to know the truth. Attached was a scanned document—a birth certificate with her mother’s name on it, but the father’s name was blacked out. Sophia’s heart raced as she stared at the file. The email provided no explanation, only a single line at the bottom: Ask Sean Muller what he’s hiding. Lucas entered her office moments later, sensing her unease. “Sophia, what’s wrong?” She handed him her phone. “Look at this. It came this morning.” Lucas’s eyes narrowed as he read the email. “This has Emma written all over it.”

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."

I knew him—it had been a long time coming. I had often caught glimpses of them conversing in hushed tones, packing up hastily afterward, moving to a new place without explanation. I had stopped questioning it long ago, but now I was stunned to find the tables turned. My father, a billionaire, was not someone I had expected my mother to seek help from. **Third Person P.O.V** Ice's mother wasn't actually ill. The story was fabricated as part of an arrangement. Martin Santiago was one of the country's billionaires, inheriting the family business after numerous conflicts. His managerial prowess had significantly grown the company over five years. Despite his success, his greatest sorrow was his

Phoebe replied. Mila had no clue about Zach's wealth or property. "What does this have to do with finding my grandpa?" "Quick, check the trending topics. There's news about Mr. Hoffis Senior's estate. It's left to you according to his will." Mila quickly searched for the news updates on her phone. Three hashtags trending at the top of the list caught her eye. #GranddaughterInheritsRichestTycoonEstateInNorvania #GrandestEstateInNorvania

Vivian's countenance altered slightly, and she hastily uttered, "Jane, I was momentarily confused at that time, please do not take it to heart..." "But I have taken it to heart," Jane interjected. She glanced at the other three individuals and declared, "I am aware of the reason for your visit, but allow me to clarify that no matter how affluent I become, it has no connection to you. Do not harbor any thoughts about me!" "Jane, what are you saying? Without this family, would you be where you are today?" Diego expressed his displeasure. Jane replied coldly, "I should express gratitude to Joe's father for where I am today, not you."