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MYRA Uncle Hector turned out to be surprisingly easy to talk to. What started as a simple greeting became a conversation that lasted almost the entire ride. Between his stories about working for the Hilton family and my nervous attempts to make a good impression, I barely noticed how much time had passed. "We're here, dear." His voice pulled me back to reality. I looked out the window and immediately forgot how to breathe. Hilton Mansion. I had seen pictures of it before. Magazines in the academy library occasionally featured the Hilton family, and their mansion was always included in those glossy articles about wealth and influence.

I wanted to know, but I didn’t want to know. I pulled out the phone and called him; he answered on the second ring. “Yes, princess?” “Before I open that folder. Answer this question. Are you a millionaire or billionaire?” “Why? Do you need a large amount of money?” he asked “No. If I open that folder and see anything like that, then you don’t need to come here tomorrow. I can and will give you a chance if you’re a normal person, Zane. People with wealth. I stay away from them. Because they are all liars, deceitful, unforgiving, and ruthless people.” He was silent.

"He told me he was trying to recover something that had been taken from his family. He said you were a predator who destroyed his company and stole his assets through your connection with Clark Sterling. He built a whole story around it, showed me documents, and made it look very convincing." My jaw tightened just slightly. "And you believed it." "I believed what I was shown," he said. "I found out the truth about two weeks ago. You built everything you have from nothing. He married you for your potential and then spent three years trying to take it from you. When you left and started over, he couldn't stand it. So he came to me with a story and I gave him the tools to go after you." The sil

"It was published a few days ago. Return to page thirty-five. I am sure you will find it instructive." Sage watched him as he reached for the magazine. He glanced at the cover. "Stranded with the Billionaire" is printed in large print at the bottom of the page. Her stomach tightened. So she wrote it. The terrible article she described as an excellent one is now available worldwide. He pushed him to the edge of the bed. "Not interested." Amanda glanced at him. "Actually?" "I'm not in the mood to read bullshit." His brows furrowed. "Damned?"

Austin was the one to respond, as his parents seemed to have suddenly become tense “It's not like you've been living on the streets alone all these years. Your uncle took you in and he certainly had a lot more money saved than any of us could have imagined, as he helped you build it all. If I were you, I would mention in your speech the people who gave you everything you needed to get where you are. Not only your uncle, but also our father…” “In fact, there is this very interesting article that came out less than a year ago in Forbes, about a young billionaire who had achieved revenue records, even with a business that was still so young. I'm surprised you don't remember. It was on the cover

Clara sat in her plush apartment, tapping the long, polished fingernails of her hand against the champagne flute. A wicked grin crept across her face as she opened up her laptop and scrolled through photos and whispers of Sabrina's success. Sabrina Ultra, the brand, was now the epitome of elegance and resilience, of strength and creativity. That was the thing Clara had hated about it. I will let the world see what is really behind that faultless mask,' Clara thought wickedly to herself, her eyes blazing with wickedness. She approached a tabloid journalist known for such sensational stories. Clara went into detail, anonymously to be sure, about the lies about Sabrina's past life with Benedict

I sprinted towards Denver’s door which was at the far end of the hallway. Reaching the door, I wasted no time in yanking it open. “Poison… don’t eat, your food…. I sputtered trying to catch my breath with tears streaming down my face. “Calm down butterfly, I know”. He answered calmly. I didn’t have time to react to the pet name. I looked at him with disbelief and confusion. Taking my silence as confusion, he continued “ I have a lot of enemies Mia. I’m a blind billionaire, do you for once think I will go a day without being protected?”

Nina left the word hang there. "What?" "I may have asked Nathan out on a date." Just then the waitress brought our check. Nina picked it up. "I got this. After all, I'm filthy rich." She chuckled. "Also, do you know what I read in this morning's New York Times and Wall Street Journal?" "No. What?" I asked, "As of this morning, the whole world knows that Nathan is the new CEO of AmeriCapital." "So, he's handsome, he works out, he's smart, he's loyal, he likes you, he now has an amazing CEO job, you have wicked-good chemistry, he looked across the room and wants to devour you…"

"But they hate hypocrites more. I'm making you the guy who gave it all up for love while the board tries to take your daughter's inheritance." "I'm a billionaire with frozen accounts. No one sees that as underdog—" "They do when the corrupt board is trying to steal from you," she cut in. "When they're expensing personal trips while calling you immoral. I've already got three major influencers ready to flip the script." "They want money....." "They want the exclusive," she corrected. "Everyone's talking about you. They want the inside story. Not a press release. A conversation." I looked at her. Really looked at her. The way she was leaning over the laptop, eyes bright.

Evening came, the brands I invited came to my house without further ado, I immediately prioritized my intentions to them. "Ms. Ida, Mr. Herman, I want you to witness what decision I made tonight" "I want all my wealth to be in the name of my daughter Mila, and for Mr. Herman I ask that you try to make mistakes about Raka in the office. I don't want Raka to live comfortably after everything he has done to me and my only daughter, so please arrange it in such a way. in order not toIt can be seen that that was our plan, I think after Raka went bankrupt and lost his wealth he changed not like before, I don't want my daughter to feel what I have felt all this time"