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asked Madame Claire, “Are you brain dead? You must have gone insane. Why don’t you just tell us that you own Thousand Miles Conglomerate? Get out of our home now before you spread your craziness around here!” Alex glared at Madame Claire. He wanted to tell her that he truly was the owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate so badly. However, even if he said it, no one would believe him, just as Dorothy thought he was crazy when he told her he had ten billion dollars. It was indeed difficult for anyone, even himself, to believe it was true.

Aria's POV "Ms. Bennett? This is Priya Anand, I write for the Style section — do you have a comment on the piece running tomorrow?" I stood in my kitchen with the phone against my ear and Elias on my hip, and something in my stomach dropped before she'd even said what the piece was about. "What piece." "About your business funding. There's a source alleging Bennett Interiors was built on undisclosed money from your ex-husband, and that you've misrepresented your client contracts as a result. I wanted to give you the chance to respond before we go to print."

Julian tracked every detail, asked about two people I hadn't focused on, and made me think back and realize one of them had been nodding at specific points in a pattern that probably meant something. "He's a follow-on investor," Julian said. "He won't move first, but if Mehta commits, he'll double it." "How do you know him?" "We almost did a deal three years ago. He's risk-averse, but once he's in, he's loyal." He turned his cup. "You have the room, Nadia. The whole room. " I sat with that for a second. "It's real," I said. Not to him. Just out loud, letting it settle. "The pilot is actually going to become something real." "It was always going to. From the first notebook."

A bruised ego was one thing, but no one wanted to risk having her stomp on their groin. “Th-that's gotta be a screenshot, right?" the lean man stammered, voice wobbling as he swallowed nervously. "Who leaves millions just lying around in their account?" She could've been earning a fortune if she'd invested properly. What kind of person just left 8 million sitting in a bank earning next to nothing? “Take a look for yourself," Amelia said flatly, tapping the screen and holding it out for him to see she wasn't bluffing.

On the screen was an article from a major entertainment gossip site. The headline read: "BILLIONAIRE BACHELOR ALEXANDER FROST ENGAGED TO MYSTERY WOMAN - BUT WHO IS EMILY HARRISON?" Below it was a photo of me from last night, then several older photos they'd clearly dug up from my social media. My stomach dropped as I read.

What’s this about fifteen million now? Estella understood immediately. Pointing her finger at the man’s head, she shouted, “Denver Stewart, you lied to me!” “And what of it?” He replied. The Halliwell family instructed me to keep the accurate figure a secret, which is why I had to hide it from you. It’s better if you two don’t spread this; otherwise, I’ll show you why. In unison, Estella and Shaynie shut their mouths. However, they were almost too dizzy to stand. So it was true: fifteen million! They were rich!

"You're still far from the mark. Aim higher!" My mouth was twitching. He's sounding ridiculous as the minutes pass by. "I'm sure it's $1 Million!" I said, pranking him. There is no way he will put $1 million on the card and give it to me just like that. Magnus clapped his hands. "Bravo! You finally guessed it correctly. Lauren, dear, congratulations! You are now the proud owner of a card loaded with a $1 million cash balance. You are officially an instant millionaire now!" He chuckled merrily.

Ida is just seeing the blanket that has been on Lora's thigh for a long time. Ida faced the other side, and went to the internet, she searched for Avery, and his picture and biography appeared immediately. Her eyes widened at the sight of the result. Avery is a French billionaire who is stinky rich, and famous in the whole of France. Ida could not believe her eyes. That explains why he's secretive. She never knew he's a billionaire, and yet she tripped for him. Ida went further in search, and discovered something shocking about him. Immediately, she cleared her search history, and carefully returned the phone back to sleepy Lora then faced the window side, and began to whimper silently.

“Of course. If it is madam Valerie, then I would gladly accept the favor. What is it? Just name one.” Valerie lifted her head. There was a holo-image on her smile, the picture of serenity on which she can use to advertise a lake vacation in a virtual theatre. But even when she’s smiling, her gaze is cold, so sharp it can cut the air. “I have a story to tell. It is something that can give you a lot of fortune. “A story that can give me a fortune, I am in.” “The story is about a CEO and a conglomerate who will inherit a billion dollar fortune. He is hiding a secret child. He had the kid by an accident, together with his college friend. However, the CEO was engaged to another conglomerate woman

His expression didn’t shift. “Sit down,” he said. I hesitated for a moment before pulling out a chair across from him. The silence stretched as I poured myself a cup of coffee. “You made a move,” he said finally, tone measured. My brow furrowed. “What kind of move?” He slid his iPad across the table, the glowing screen frozen on a single line in a sea of transactions, a wire transfer. “$50,000,000 – WestPoint Holdings.” I didn’t flinch, but the twitch in my jaw gave me away. He leaned back slowly in his chair. “Want to explain why fifty million dollars just walked out of the company?”