Libro El Yerno Millonario Charlie Wade นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Danny smiled and nodded in affirmation. "Daddy what if we wanted a hundred cookies?" "I'll get her to make two hundred" " Promise?" "I super promise, June." As they got out of the car in front of the mansion, the resident chauffeur and Bruno, the butler came out to receive them. "Hello sir" "Hello Bruno" The kids immediately ran in looking for Ms Cynthia. The chauffeur took the keys and drove the car away. "You're unusually early sir?" "Yeah I had to get the kids. Hope you got their rooms ready?"

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

Delatorre's room since there are a lot of flower decors around, including the wall. But the whole room was still elegant even though it does have strong feminine touches all over the place. It just took me a couple of hours to tidy it up and I proceed to room number two. Books, books, and books were everywhere. That was the first sight that welcomed me in this room and I'm pretty sure who owned this one, that would be Duke since Miss Portia mentioned that he is the bookworm in the family. I just never expected that he is this kind of bookworm that his room looks like a library. It is not hard for me to clean his room since almost everything is in place. I'm already getting tired and hungry w

Charles promised. He got to his feet slowly, his wounds paining him but he was making an effort not to show it. Annabella went to fetch Peter who was playing with some toys that the nurses had given him. Come here, buddy, come here, Charles said, kneeling down to the level of Peter. What do you think you would like to do with Grandpa, have an adventure? Peter’s eyes lit up. "What kind of adventure?" We are going to a special house, Charles told us. It has a large yard and plenty of space to play in. And tomorrow we will have your mom and dad. How does that sound?"

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

"Name your price." My mouth went dry. Numbers ran through my head. I thought about how much money I needed to survive. "One thousand dollars," I said before waiting for him to laugh. But he didn't laugh. He pulled out his phone to tap something. A few seconds later my phone buzzed. I pulled it out to stare at the screen. One thousand dollars had just been deposited into my account. "Done," Kelvin said. "Now come here." When his eyes locked on mine I knew my life was about to change.

I feel so helpless right now. "What if I told you I heard about a job opportunity as a house cleaner, and the pay is catchy, and it could cover up for your sister's surgery f*e, you know? Besides, I heard he is a Billionaire, and who knows? You might even meet someone important.” as she leaned closer. Isabella's hope sparked. “A billionaire? That sounds too good to be true." Mia hesitated. "Well, I heard he expects perfection, and his staff works long hours. But if you're willing to take the challenge, I can set up an interview."

And he is always a talk in any social media platform --- the young handsome billionaire that every girl dream of. For the first time in a while, I felt a little lighter and little more hopeful. This could be it --- this could be my way in to stand up again. The text from Jake sat in my inbox for a while before I finally gather the courage to open the attachment he sent. My hand tremble a little as I click the link to the job description.It wasn’t a normal tutor job ad -- well nothing about this situation is. I mean how any people can apply to this job-- to tutor a billionaire’s child?

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

Adrian** Different kinds of thoughts ran through my mind when I reflected on what happened between Anna and me. At least I am finally done with her. I got what I wanted from our contract marriage, and it will soon come to an end. Maybe I should just divorce her, I thought to myself. I checked my phone and discovered that the business proposal I had been waiting for had just landed in my inbox. It was through this contract marriage that I was able to secure the contract, and now my grandfather's legacy is helping my company flourish. My net worth is increasing, which makes me happy, placing me among the top ten billionaires in New York City.