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Sandra feigned hesitation. “Oh, dear, don’t be like that. Consider us family already! Remember, you’ll soon be Mrs. Alcantara,” Veronica assured her. “It’s just that it’s a big amount, Mommy. I was hoping to borrow it, but I promise to pay it back once I start working again after giving birth.” “How much are we talking about, dear?” “100 million, Mommy,” Sandra said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"As for the bets in the forum, only your brother has bet on you to win in the test. 5 million dollars, but you have made him succeed. All the gamblers are willing to lose the money to him, and the dealer also lost him 5 million dollars." After explaining, Diana Chu sighed, "what a good trick! Why didn't I think of it before?" "I'm also a millionaire." Zenne Ye held his head high, took out a card and handed it to Yuri. "Take it and swipe it as you like." Yuri was rendered speechless She wondered who got the money. —— In Ye family's house. As soon as Hunter Ye received the news of Yuri's full score, he immediately got off work early and went home with a lot of good dishes.

He unfolds the paper, scans it, then looks up. “Miss Hart,” he says gently, “the DNA test confirms a ninety-nine point nine percent match.” The world tilts. “You are Evander Kingsley’s biological daughter.” For a moment, no one moves. No one breathes. Then Eleanor’s hand flies to her mouth. A sound escapes her—small, broken, raw. Not a sob. Not a gasp. Something in between. Something that sounds like twenty-three years of grief cracking open. Her eyes fill instantly, tears spilling over before she can stop them.

She pulled out a folded piece of heavy parchment paper. As she opened the letter, a small silver key with a unique number engraved on it slid out and fell into her lap. Elena ignored the key for a moment and began to read the neat, handwritten words on the page: > Dear Elena, > My name is Mr. Bill, and I was your father’s loyal lawyer and friend. If you are reading this, it means Callum Carnegie has passed away, and you are in great danger from his family. > They want to steal your birthright. Your father never forgot you. Inside this letter are the codes to private vault 402 at the Central Heritage Bank. Enclosed is the key. Inside that vault is the final truth, the absolute proof that you

Hmmm, how thoughtful. Still, I shake my head, “don’t be lazy dear, I didn’t raise you like that” **** “Woah, he really did all that?” I said as Noah narrates all his encounter with the mysterious man he called daddy. “Yes, mama his rich, fit your criteria of a man” Kids, so delusional. “Man in finance, trust fund baby, six-five, blue eyes” Emma recite “did he tick all the boxes?” “Yes Emma, A upgrade, a billionaire unicorn walking in town, his unmarried I think”

an unfamiliar voice asked, their voice formal and authoritative. "Yes? Sure." "I'm calling to inform you that you’re entitled to five-hundred-million-dollar. A sudden return from a long term investment from Mr Lawn who made you the sole beneficiary of the money.” What? My breath caught in my throat. "What...what are you talking about?" "We’ll provide details for getting your money. Please come to... " Beep! The line went dead. I pulled the phone away. My battery was dead. No....not now! My mind raced. Five hundred million? Was this a mistake... but what if it’s not?

"I think that amount is equivalent to the price of Bella and her unborn baby. If you're not interested, I might as well just get rid of them both." "Don't!" Edward exclaimed again. He saw Kairos, his friend, signaling him to just follow what Julia instructed. "Fine, I'll give you a $100 million check. Where should I hand it over to you?" "Good... I like it when you're firm and not beating around the bush like this. But before I tell you where we should meet, you also need to prepare a few other things." "Goodness, Julia Estelle..." Edward sighed in frustration. Was $100 million still not enough for Julia to give additional conditions and requests? "What else do you want?"

"The young, handsome millionaire with a kind heart. The art major... This can't be true." "Love, billionaire. I'm a billionaire. And I don't have a soft heart. It is an angry thing that wants to taste everything. Look at everything and feel everything. Its love isn't gentle either. It's all too much and very scary. But it hasn't rung since Santorini, so I think I left it with you." "You don't know how old I am, do you? I am a lot too old for you. I am four times older than you."

he reproaches with disdain. The young woman senses the sarcasm, which annoys her. "If you think your demeanor is going to make me uncomfortable, you're very wrong," she reveals, to the millionaire's surprise. "It's true, I was born into a golden crib, but life hasn't treated me that way. You don't need me, but your son does. If I'm here, it's for me, not for you. It's part of my process... Let's not fool ourselves, you know my life. You know my ex-husband cheated on me, and I lost my baby. Even today, I'm still lactating. I need this, Ayden."

She did a background check on Yunifer’s husband and found out that he was the richest person in the Capital. The Gilren family is very high in the upper classes. $80 million is small enough for them, isn’t it? Yuriel is mocking at heart. That money buys enough power and power to get revenge. In the world, wealth, money, and power are the most important. Melly’s mouth was twitching about to say something but sort it out. She looked at Yuriel weirdly. She felt that Yunifer looked different than usual. Her manner had turned cold and indifferent.