Novel & Cerita Entangled With The Billionaire

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

Beneficiary: ELARA QUINN The color drained from her face. "No." She blinked. Read it again. And again. And again. Her name remained. Mocking every logical explanation she could think of. This wasn't possible. She had never met Robert Harrison. Never spoken to him. Never worked for him. Never crossed paths with him. So why would a billionaire leave her four billion dollars? The answer came immediately. He wouldn't. Which meant something much bigger was happening. Something she didn't understand.

She noticed hoe her palm had suddenly become sweaty was he always like this? Charles was abit upset because Tyler of all people knew not to let soe he had never met before ransark his office. He had clearly stated how he wanted someone different , someone completely different from his previous assistant .Thelma was great at her job, she was the previous assistant , an ideal assistantknew what to do at every point until it fell apart. She had fallen inlove with him , he was sure she was a sweet girl , one a lot of men would pay a price to get but he never imagined being romantic towards her or maybe other of his employee, was not something he held sacred , just something he never thought abou

He sounded scared of something, of someone. I glance at Ethan and Stanley kissing stupidly in the crowd. “Maybe.” Jenny sighs, just as Wing Yan sidles closer. “Chill, girls. He’s a billionaire, right? He’s probably torturing someone to death or balls deep inside… what’s his name again? Yes, Carlton!” “Wing Yan!” Jenny snaps. They both know about my family. Not operations. But enough to look at me differently sometimes.

She added “That’s the one!” He snapped his finger. My eyes narrowed at him, my mind racing, I felt a surge of confusion and concern. Who was this billionaire they were referring to? And why was Ember's name being mentioned in the same breath? I tried to process the conversation, but my thoughts were a jumbled mess. Why hadn't Ember said anything about this? Was she somehow involved with this billionaire? The questions swirled in my head, making my heart pound with anticipation and worry. What is Ember not telling me?

"True legacies require dedicated foundation work." The ancient estate held its breath as Nathan proceeded to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Britain's most dangerously seductive billionaire. Each caress, each heated glance, each moment of perfect understanding between us reinforced the precious truth of our connection – that we had found something transcendent in each other's arms.

She might have been a beauty but there were even more beautiful ladies scattered all around the city. She knitted her eyebrows in even more confusion. The master? Frank Xavier? CEO and founder of the Xavier Group? How? It made no sense to her. Why would he be interested in her of all the ladies in the world? He was one of the top billionaires in the country and she was nothing more than an orphan maid. “But sir,” she dared to utter her next words. “You are married, sir.”

"Please, mum..." "I'm sure there's something else. Trust me, I have experience in this." Scarlett gagged. Clarissa chuckled. "There's someone else..." "There's always someone else," Clarissa reiterated. "He is a billionaire, there's going to be a long line of girls waiting. There are going to be many betrothals his doting mother has lined up for him, but what matters is how he feels about you..." Scarlett swallowed. She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to hold out hope for him. "Can we not talk about him, mother?"

Stacy’s POV After I left Marcelo’s office, I called Jennifer to give her the latest update. “Hey sister, so did Mr billionaire agree to have me in his mansion, I can’t wait to explore the house. I have seen some articles saying the Willson’s mansion is also one of the most wealthy and most expensive property.” she said giggling.

He became my anchor From that night he saved me, his aura gave away his aristocracy. Harley’s Intel about him confirmed something I've always known, or at least, suspected. He was no ordinary man. He is Evan Zeeler, the top business tycoon in the country who owned the top businesses in the country and the top second in the world So, I strived to be someone worthy of standing next to him. All my hard work pointed to him I know he had no idea of how much I've done to have him, but it sucks seeing him with someone else!