Libro El Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

John explained. Ayden took the phone in his hands and began to read aloud. "Famous eccentric Manhattan billionaire flees after being accused of patricide," he read before returning the phone and adding, "That sounds very bad." "Yes, it means his brother could find out at any moment," John remarked. "Then let's go; we need to be discreet," Ayden agreed. Both men gathered their bags with everything they needed and stepped out into the cold New York winter, wearing sunglasses, hoodies, and caps as the weather threatened snow.

And if what Avon was saying was true, maybe this is the answer to my family’s financial problems. "Well, all you have to do is—" She handed me a red card. "Let a billionaire purchase you."

--- A Mysterious Warning The next morning, Sophia received an anonymous email with the subject line: You need to know the truth. Attached was a scanned document—a birth certificate with her mother’s name on it, but the father’s name was blacked out. Sophia’s heart raced as she stared at the file. The email provided no explanation, only a single line at the bottom: Ask Sean Muller what he’s hiding. Lucas entered her office moments later, sensing her unease. “Sophia, what’s wrong?” She handed him her phone. “Look at this. It came this morning.” Lucas’s eyes narrowed as he read the email. “This has Emma written all over it.”

It was too late to do anything different, so I had to deal with the consequences. I motioned for Lola to come into the mansion. She looked absolutely terrified and held out the note to me when we were inside. I got nervous as I took the paper and started reading through it. On the paper, it said, "If you want your sister back, you have to give me my full payment within the next twenty-four hours, or she will pay the price."

he asked, feeling puzzled. “Iero…” Hierro called as he looked at Iero. His face is extremely serious. “Yeah?” Iero answered, waiting for what Hierro was going to say. “Can you tell me – “ Hierro spoke as he took a deep breath. “ – where did that book come from?” he finally asked. “Huh? What book?” Iero asked. “The book about the fairies which your parents told you before.” Hierro answered. “You mentioned that to me.” He told him.

I was about to tap the call button when I looked at Aina. What would I tell her? That she was sick? That I suddenly needed money for a treatment I couldn't afford? And then there would be questions about her father. Why did I need the money? Why couldn't the billionaire CEO of Blackridge Holdings pay for his own daughter's treatment? Why was his wife the one struggling to save her? My thumb hovered over the call button. I stared at the name until my vision blurred, then lowered the phone. I couldn't expose my marriage to Adrian. Not like this.

Later that day, he drove her to his family's home, an imposing six-story mansion in Westmont. A housekeeper warmly greeted Henri, then retired to her own apartment and left them alone. ​Inside the vast ground-floor living room, Elizabeth took it all in: the glittering chandeliers, the immense open spaces, and the sumptuous furnishings. She gazed wide-eyed at a giant medieval tapestry that covered the wall from one floor to the next in the stairwell of the grand staircase.

Beneficiary: ELARA QUINN The color drained from her face. "No." She blinked. Read it again. And again. And again. Her name remained. Mocking every logical explanation she could think of. This wasn't possible. She had never met Robert Harrison. Never spoken to him. Never worked for him. Never crossed paths with him. So why would a billionaire leave her four billion dollars? The answer came immediately. He wouldn't. Which meant something much bigger was happening. Something she didn't understand.

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

"Good day everyone. It's me, your author Hiraya. I am deeply thankful to everyone who followed the story from the beginning to the end of the first book of Sold To The Billionaire. It's exactly two months, and within those two months, I have deeply felt your support. With every read, every comment and thumbs up, those who left reviews, and those who gave gifts and gems. I sincerely thank you. The journey of Knight and Eleanor would not have been complete without all of you. And this is for you. I've written it for you. I hope you liked it. If it's not too much, I hope to see or read your thoughts in the comments and reviews. Every story has an ending, but this ending is a new beginning. The