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Before you say anything, let me explain. I straightened in my chair, ready to set everything out. "First, let me properly introduce myself. My name is Victoria Branson. I'm 27 years old, and I graduated from the Business School of Toronto. I make $700,000 a year, I have my own house, and I own my car. Adrian looked at me, clearly intrigued but still a little skeptical. "Alright." "I'm just going to be honest with you," I continued, my voice firm. "My grandmother left me her business. It's a huge opportunity, but there's one condition-she stipulated in her will that I must be married to inherit it."

West end mall is one of the biggest malls in the city that most rich families go to shop. “Here we are, brother. This black card is yours. You can pick anything that looks good on you or may be, you can buy the whole store if you want. I have to meet a friend of mine in the next shop. I will join you later.” “How much is the card worth?” Josh asked with curiosity. “It is unlimited and feel free to spend any amount that you like. This is one of the things that I can do for you after the hardships that you have faced. ” Dan replied.

I was focused on the present, and not only as a distraction. Running my gaze over the files, I matched a potential partner to thirty-five-year-old Ibiza Prices, a furniture designer, and a major shareholder in many companies. His name was Maurice Grover, forty, a big part of the agriculture industry in Europe and sitting on loads of intergenerational wealth. I’d assessed him once myself at a premier for World War Z. The guy was obsessed with zombies and had a room with arcade games of House of Dead, all editions. Good dude. I picked up my phone and shot her an e-mail, subsequently returning to my paperwork.

I turn my head around to check what is under my mini drawer, only to see a book with a dominant red on its cover page. “Sometimes you win, Sometimes you Learn…” I read loudly. I tilted my head. “Did I bought one like this before?” I asked myself since I don’t remember reading this book from before. But if it isn’t mine, then why is this here inside my place? Shoving all of my questions, I pulled the chair in front of my vanity mirror and decided to check the content. A little smile showed in my face when I realized something from the title. There is a Lose behind the word Learn and it is written with black ink. I flip on the next pages and it first have notes from the Author named John C. Ma

I Said to him, letting him know my mind as he gave me a go ahead gaze. "I think I can help with the ongoing crisis over your family business". I uttered , giving him the topic of the discussion first as he put his full attention on me. "How, I don't mean to be rude but I Don't think you will be able to or do you have someone to help us?" He asked as I ruffled my hair, finding a way to tell him how I got that 10 Billions in my account. I can't just say that 10 Billions was given to me by my grandfather. I have to look for a lie to make him believe it.

And buying a thing that doesn’t matter in our living. Speaking about money? I know it is really hard to understand and difficult to figure out. All we have to do is to be contented of how much and what blessing will be given to us. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

Her glasses perched halfway down her nose. "What are you reading?" Bella asked, trying to break the silence. Inez didn't look up. "Horoscope. It says I should avoid hostile islands and overachieving women with unresolved trauma." Bella smirked. "That's oddly specific." "You're oddly specific." They both chuckled - a rare moment of light in a very dark sky. --- When the plane touched down, a jeep waited for them, engine rumbling like a bored beast. The driver, a freckled young woman with a thick Scottish accent, offered them protein bars and suspiciously strong coffee.

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."

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

And then I saw it. At the bottom of one of the investor documents. A sentence that made my blood run cold. "Magnificence Fashion House, backed by Shaw Ventures Capital, projects first-year revenue of $50M based on the proprietary designs of Creative Director B. Hamilton. Additional investment opportunities available for qualified partners interested in expanding the brand internationally." Fifty million dollars. Based on my designs. With opportunities for international expansion. This wasn't just about Brock's comeback. This wasn't just about one fashion brand.