Lady Of Fortune Novels & Stories

She was here to make some bold statement: ‘I can walk in here freely, because Cecilia’s children are with me.’ What a bloody mistake. She had just become the scapegoat for her family’s downfall. Jude reached into his pocket, his thumb opened another conversation. Miss Fortune. His fingers moved quickly across the screen. [The target is close to the sword display. She’s wearing a dark pink dress and white mask. Proceed.] He pressed send and waited. For the first time in three years... He would finally meet the person who had quietly handled billions without ever revealing themselves.

The search then narrowed down to a total of two hundred and fifty, Seven found that was still too much but it was still better than having to look through a million results. Seven started from the first page on the results and started opening up information of each, it was only when she reached the eighty-fifth name that she found the photo of the young lady in the dream. She opened that result and started reading, there wasn’t much that she found other than this girl was born in a small country in the Caribbean named Trinidad. The girl got married to a British man on her eighteenth birthday and since then she was never seen again. Seven looked at the name of the girl, ‘Anna Fortune,’ she wa

"Ty's already looked into it. That woman is the richest person in Ralliopolis. Playing the connections game is something fake rich kids like you always do, huh?" Tyson wrapped his arm around Solana and sighed, saying how pitiful she was for nearly being scammed by me. Then he urged her to look through my phone. "Lana, these gold diggers usually have several targets at once. You should check his phone. Who knows, he might have several sugar mamas saved in there." Solana immediately grabbed my wrist, wrenched my phone from me, quickly scrolled through my contacts, then furiously shoved the screen in my face. On it were entries saved as "Princess A" and "Princess B".

“Sit for a bit, Samantha. You’re too weak to be walking around like this.” I sighed but did as she said, feeling my body relax for the first time all day. My head was still spinning slightly, but I ignored it. I had to keep pushing forward. The hospital TV flickered on, drawing my attention. The news anchor, a well-dressed woman with a serious expression, spoke in an urgent tone. Breaking News! Mr calladan vandalay, The richest man in the country is looking for a wife. The TV continued to play in the background while I sat, trying to catch my breath.

She cupped her chin and glanced at their intertwined fingers, saying mysteriously, “You’re newlyweds, right? You’re quite well-matched. Unfortunately, there’s a calamity in your fate, making it difficult for your relationship to last.” Mable froze, her expression changing slightly. Blair’s expression also shifted, and he narrowed his eyes at her coldly. “In that case, how much money would it take to resolve this calamity?” The lady raised her brows, realizing he thought she was a scammer and said those words to cheat money. She clicked her tongue in disdain. Although it was true that she opened up a fortune-telling stall abroad to earn money from foreigners, her skills were real. Her words e

I keep to the treeline, looking for anyone I can feed on. I need to get someone quickly and quietly, my father told me about compulsion but I've yet to master it so I'll have to hide a body until I can get away. I always try to pick someone who won't be missed but in a small country town that's not going to happen. I spot a woman, in a vacant paddock, passed out I assume she is drunk, I can't smell blood so she's not injured, she looks pretty, brunette with a little red dress, one shoe is missing, the other a black high heel.

Suddenly, a loud commotion broke out near the front gates of the fortress. I looked up, my blue doe eyes calm and steady. A tall, older woman stepped through our gates. She was wearing an elegant dress made of expensive purple silk, but the hem of her skirt was dirty with wet snow and mud. She held her chin high, looking around the busy camp with a cold, disgusted sneer. It was Lady Veronica.

Unable to shake the feeling, I had asked Dave to look into Lady M Armitage, the woman connected to Lila in the profile he dug up after that night at the club when I first met her. Dave clears his throat. “Lady M has a lot of influence in fashion and other businesses, with a net worth in the billions. From what I found, she stepped back from the public eye years ago, staying silent, only to reappear around the same time Lila went missing. Most of her properties from that period are under Lila’s name, which means Lila is fully provided for even without her direct involvement. She operates quietly, letting others manage her affairs, but her presence is felt everywhere”

He must have spent a fortune on it. I dropped the tray on the wooden table that was inside the sitting room and turned to leave but I halted as a feminine voice rang inside the room. "Look who we got here. Lennox's slave," the lady's voice was filled with mockery. I turned and arched my eyebrows as my gaze landed on the beautiful tall lady who was standing by the dining room. She was elegantly dressed in a skimpy lemonade gown. "Isn't this the maid Lennox bought for fifty million dollars?" She asked again. Her voice was filled with coldness and sarcasm.

Why was her fortune continuously fading? Once her body had recovered enough, Steven helped her back to her seat. The moment she sat down, Sarina’s first instinct was to search for Lindsay. She had a strong suspicion that this backlash and the loss of her fortune had everything to do with Lindsay. Sure enough, as Lindsay returned from the restroom, their eyes met. Lindsay gave her a faint smile, one that carried a hint of mischief. This confirmed Sarina’s fears—Lindsay was behind this. The ominous feeling in her chest grew stronger, and all she could do was hope that nothing went wrong during the bidding.