El Yerno Millonario Wikipedia Novels & Stories

I replied. Juliana rolled her eyes dramatically. “Ugh, here we go again. Always Mr. Serious. Ethan, you need to loosen up. Have some fun. Live a little, for once!” I let out a long sigh. “Juliana, I’ve got three hundred million dollars on the line here.” She waved her hand like it was nothing. “It’s not even your money.” “Exactly,” I said, looking her straight in the eyes. “That’s why I can’t screw this up.”

She had picked it to be noticed. Because tonight, she needed one man’s attention. Her fingers brushed against the compact recording device tucked into the folds of her dress. Adrian Kane. Billionaire. CEO of Kane Enterprises. A man so ruthless that even politicians feared him. For the past six months, she had been investigating him. Following whispers of fraud, bribery, and corruption. In the shadows, Kane Enterprises was involved in money laundering, burying competitors, and rubbing government officials' hands. Leila had uncovered enough to suspect foul play. But suspicions weren’t enough. She needed proof—irrefutable, damning proof that would bring Adrian Kane to his knees.

“It’s good for me, for one. Two, I’ve been spending too much time in the sun, and I’m getting freckles. Apparently, sunscreen isn’t a thing in KiloKilo.” “How much did all of this cost?” “A fortune. It’s a good thing we’re rich.” His chuckle vibrates through my body. “We?” “Well, you. For now. I have terrible spending habits. Since we’re married, I suppose you’ll have access to my inheritance once I find a way to have it routed here. Eurye has a bank, doesn’t it?” “It’s a good thing you were born a princess.” “I know, right? Goddess, can you imagine?”

Probably something about his school. Fred came back a few seconds later with a big letter that was in a file then stretched it to her, she collected the file slowly and before removing the letter that was inside, she asked,"did anyone told you to give me this?" Perhaps, Henry had given this to Fred. "No one gave me. I performed a DNA test and that's the result." Fred said and added, "Mommy, my daddy is a billionaire CEO!" The little one jubilated merrily. Fred had told Sarah to take her to the hospital after he got the hair he needed from Henry at the underground garage of Vernon's corporation.

So, unlike the people who were self-made billionaires, her family had been a billionaire for centuries. After her death, her son took over the company, he was missing for the last five years, but recently a statement had been released that he was back. The company was barely making any profit in his absence, but just after the news of his return, there was a hike in the shares of the company. ‘I bet this person still be a billionaire even after barely making any profit in the company for four consecutive years. After all, his ancestors were Kings and Queens.’ Simon Grayson thought. ‘But… but why did he even invest in such a newbie company? He should have invested in mine.’

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

He walked towards Fernando and said, "You really are useless. You can't buy snacks, you can't do anything. Everyone else is sitting and chatting, but all you know how to do is eat here. You've eaten a pile of melon rinds from the trash. Hurry up and clean it up! Don't be shy here!" Fernando remained relaxed, not looking at him. He chewed on melon seeds as he replied, "I eat what I buy with my own money. What’s it to you?” “What’s your money for?!” Li Haiyang almost burst out laughing. “And that damn president? Spending money on fruit dishes from rich waiters, while you?” Fernando looked at him coldly, “Have you forgotten that I am the new president of Royal Entertainment Company?”

she further said "If you don't want to give yourself a headache, don't read the comments" she added "And Mom and Dad, did they find out about this?" I asked almost in tears "Sadly yes, no body would miss the headline Billionaire Saul Madison's wedding ruined by unknown black woman claiming to be his baby mama" l wished the grounds would open and swallow me that very moment, l didn't claim anything, l had even Made it Clear it was a total misunderstanding. "Oh my gosh, this is very bad" l said in a whisper

The desperate, bitter man took the bait with pathetic eagerness. On the eve of the gala, the story broke. Not in Finch’s paper, but in a tawdry European gossip sheet known for paying for dirt. The headline screamed: **THE CONTESSA AND THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR: A FORBIDDEN YACHT TRYST THAT SHOOK THE RIVIERA!** It was perfect. Just credible enough, just sordid enough. My phone rang thirty minutes later. Alistair Finch. “Mr. Trevane. I assume you’ve seen the morning’s sensationalism.”

After a savory meal Hillary and her parents settled on the sofa to watch the television. She saw a glimpse of the man she once spotted in the news while she was sitting on the park. Curiousity sinked in her mind. Her dad was staring at the man. "He travelled around the world. He is so rich. He is a businessman and what more a billionaire." his dad said praising him. "What is his name.? I asked out of curiousity. "Kryss Mills." He's the only son of the billionaire Frank Mills. His dad exited in business industry long ago. , so his son owns all of their businesses.