Highest Bidder Sara Cate

The day my brother, Chester Rodney, came to the orphanage to take me home, my boyfriend Dominic Huxley looked at me coldly and said, "If you choose to acknowledge your birth family, we're over." I knew he had his pride—he could never accept the difference in our social standing. So, for him, I turned my back on the family I had yearned for my whole life. In the decades that followed, I toiled without complaint, saving every cent to help him rise to success. By the time I was not yet fifty, overwork had worn me down. Lying on my deathbed, my breathing shallow and weak, I watched Dominic on television. He was now an acclaimed scientist, just awarded the nation's highest research honor. Tears welled in his eyes as he thanked another woman. "All these years," he said, "I never felt worthy of Alicia. But now, maybe I can use this award as the prologue to a love I've owed her for decades." The "Alicia" he spoke of was the woman mistakenly switched with me at birth—the false heiress the Rodney family raised as their own. The camera zoomed out. Alicia Rodney stood radiant, graceful, and perfectly preserved by years of luxury, blushing as she accepted the trophy. "I waited for you for decades," she said sweetly, "but marriage is still something I'll need to ask my brother about." Chester, who had long taken over the family, looked at her with an indulgent tenderness tinged with something unspoken. "I was adopted by our uncle back then for one reason—to protect Alicia. Making the only princess of the Rodney family happy has always been my life's mission." Only then did I realize—everything I thought I had chosen freely, every sacrifice I made without regret, was nothing but a trap, carefully woven by two men, all for Alicia. The betrayal pierced my heart. I died without peace. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Chester came to take me home from the orphanage. I glanced past the two men eyeing me with subtle disdain. Without hesitation, I stepped into the car. "Take me home," I said. This time, I'd send whoever stole my life back to the gutter they slithered from.

A wife buy girl for her husband to enjoy freely her life “Saan naman? ” tanong ko pabalik. “Nagkakagulo raw sa labas te, may mag-asawa kasing nais bumili ng babae at hindi naman pumapayag si boss” sagot ni Kisha na kinataka ko. WFS which means wife for sale “Te, mukhang ikaw ang bet ng babae” tukso nitong si Kisha sa akin. j I am Carizza Laurise Somorostro, also known as the highest paid wife. The limited edition woman. Ako lang ang may pinaka-konting buyer pero kapag nagkaroon ay sangkatutak na pera naman ang kapalit. I am skilled with everything at mataas ang ratings sa akin. 6 months ang time “My dear, can I buy you? Promise you won’t regret your decision, I can pay, name the amount. I also promise your safety. I’ll hire bodyguards and buy all you want just let me buy you” pakiusap ng babae “Ma’am we can’t really consider what you want. Limited time lang ang service ni Carizza. ” paalala nito sa babae na ngayon ay nanlulumo at mukhang desperada talaga “I’m Georgianna Lanzaderas, the wife of Yhulo Lanzaderas. I’ll ask you again, Mr. Lawrence. Can I get this beautiful maiden right here? ” seryosong tanong niya at ginawaran ako ng tingin. Napalunok si Sir Lawrence at hindi nag-atubiling tumango. “Y-yes miss, Kisha please prepare the contract” natarantang utos ni Sir Lawrence na kinataranta rin ni Kisha. Lahat sila ay hindi mo maipinta ang mga mukha. Lumapit ang babae sa akin. Hindi ko alam anong klaseng mga tao sila at bakit ganito makagalaw mga kasamahan ko. Nagtataka man ay sumabay lang ako, bakit may isang asawa ang gustong bumili ng isang babae magiging asawa ng kung sino man? “My dear Carizza, tinatanggap mo ba ang offer kong bilhin ka? ” tanong ni Mrs. Lanzaderas.