Hired For Love, Trapped In Wealth Romane & Geschichten

“You divorced him and he got everything. Then that bitch Lucy stepped in and started spending all his money. YOUR money. The PACK’S money. You earned that money, Trista. You earned these shares.” “When you put it like that..” I chuckled. Hazel could be so convincing sometimes. “Remember when you first graduated from college?” she asked, refilling both our glasses. “You had such a bright future. You were hired, on the spot, by that big company in New York? I was so proud of you. I thought…Trista…she’s going places. BIG places.” I nodded. I remembered. It had been a job. They said I’d have the chance to advance quickly within the company. Beautiful corner office with floor to ceiling windows.

She was speechless. Five million. The words didn’t make sense at first. Her brain refused to process them. Nothing was adding up. It was too large, too unreal, too far removed from anything she had ever experienced. Five million dollars. Enough to pay the hospital bill. Enough to secure her mother’s surgery. Enough to wipe away every overdue notice, every eviction warning, every debt she owed. But it felt too dangerous. Too convenient. Too precise. “But why me?” she asked in a whisper.

That’s all they want, just money. I knew it, I shouldn’t have let history repeat itself. Can’t anyone just love me for who I am and not because of my money? What is the point of wealth if it is attached with betrayal, sadness, heartbreak, a life without LOVE! I’M DONE WITH THIS SHIT! PEOPLE ARE TERRIBLE!’ Oh my God… Tristan loves me?

With the look on his face, I knew he wasn't joking. There was no use arguing. It would just prolong the conversation and I wanted to get out of here. Marriage. They talked about it like it was something so easy to accomplish. First of all, I had to find a woman that I would have to fall in love with. That in itself was something I had promised myself that I would never do. After what happened to me, there was no way that I would trust a woman enough to get married to her after what happened. I hated women. Each and every one of them. They were low class, gold diggers who were only interested in your money and looks. They had no heart and couldn't even value a true one when they saw it.

If there were a loyalty program for idiots, I'd already have enough points to cash in for a slap in the face and a one-way ticket straight to rock bottom. Ignore the wedding? That was what I wanted. But Elise made a point of calling me personally! Clearly she wanted to laugh at me, to humiliate me. But I couldn't let her win. So I said I'd go. What was worse was I had said I'd go with my insanely hot, super-rich fiancé. "Rich?" She laughed, like she didn't believe me. "Heir to one of the biggest companies in the country," I lied. "I can't wait to meet him."

Wisdom was enigmatic whether she’ll be happy or be a bit embarrassed as Denver was only forced to hire her as his hired wife due to his mother’s beseech. “Why use the term ‘hired’?” Silence was the only thing that answered Wisdom’s query. “Because I told my mother that we’ve been dating for a year…” “You said what?!!” That was a shout coming from Wisdom Weisz’s voice, a deafening loud shout. The elevator door opens, signalling their arrival at Giordano's penthouse. Wisdom was debating whether to go back in the lobby and walk away as she always did or just accept this so-called luxurious job and lessen her pride.

When he called this morning, she was worried; she thought something must be bothering her, and that’s why she decided to fire the entire staff of the mansion without considering their situation. She was ready to do anything because of him. And here he was behaving like they don’t matter in his life. “Ok, I understand we don’t matter. What about your wife then? What she has done that you get married without even considering discussing it with us? Was it her who forced you to get married so hurriedly?” Alicia couldn’t come out with any other reason. Who would suddenly decide something like this? She couldn’t believe the girl who she trusted so much with her son and loved so much would betray t

he said. "Christopher Croydon" she called out his name. "My love" he replied, trying to hide his expression. "How much did you buy this dress?" She asked. "Fifty.." he paused. "Thousand?" She asked. "How can I ever buy a dress worth thousands for you? I'm not crazy" he said. "Of course, you are crazy Chris. How could you buy a dress worth of fifty million?" "You're worth it" he said. "Babe, come on. It's not even our wedding"

I asked, my voice softer than before. Tracy's eyes welled up with tears as she pleaded her case. "It's just that I've been on trial since I started working here," she explained, her voice trembling. "I made a mistake, something that angered Mrs. Callaghan, and she fired me. But this is the only place on the island that pays well, and it's always been my dream to work here. Please, ma'am, accept me as your personal maid. You're my last hope," she begged, her words pouring out in a desperate rush.

"After all, I look like I made a scene in that restaurant? So what does he want me to do, let alone like that?" "I feel betrayed by my own husband." "I understand that I don't know anything in the world they're dealing with, in other words I'm stupid in that kind of talk. Of course I don't have a company and I'm not a CEO, right? Let's just say I work in Montreal and I'm an architect and designer. We don’t have the same world, we have very different states of life and I can never match him. He grew up rich and an heir while I was just a normal citizen. "