Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Mga Nobela at Kwento

She grunted as she was frustrated when she couldn’t reach the flower above her head. “Okay.” I pulled the stem down. “Then tell me. We don’t keep secrets, remember? Talk to me, my love. You’ve forgotten the fact that I was just a philandering billionaire before I met you. I never dreamed of marrying into a royal family. Of course, the idea is amazing, but what we have right now is another story. This is an opportunity you’ve—”

One of the men present was my lawyer, he has the legal papers,and I guess the other man was the bride's relative. I am Wilfred Donaldson,the said broke Billionaire who is at the verge of bankruptcy. I am getting married to save the face of my company. I don't need to be told, but I knew I always have this cold look which has kept people away from me. I looked down at my watch, the time was past 8, yet the bride wasn't here. Could she be the type to always look lavish and dolled up? As dangerous thoughts crossed my mind, the door was pushed open. There was no need for me to take a glance before I knew she had arrived.

They weren’t royalty, but they had something more real than any crown—money and influence. The Vexlers eagerly welcomed the idea. They were pleased to have a noble daughter-in-law who could elevate their social standing among the elite. Ronan Vexler, their only son, became her husband. They didn’t marry for love, but for purpose. Sarah wanted freedom from royal traditions, and Ronan wanted noble blood in his lineage. For a while, their marriage had looked perfect. Ronan was everything a woman could dream of, warm, polite, attentive. He gave her a mansion, vacations wherever she wished, and smiles that made her believe he truly loved her.

Nothing in the Billion household was ever ever really still for very long. She stood still when her phone vibrated with a notification. It was a headline on an article: "Charles Billion's Secret Marriage to Fiona Generys: The Billion Heiress Marries in a Secret Ceremony But What Does It Bode for the Family Dynasty?" Fiona's heart dropped, her pulse racing as she skimmed the words. This was not the headline she had anticipated. She was about to swipe away the alert when another one flashed on the screen: "Scandal in Billion Family: Charles Billion's New Bride Was Kept a Secret Here's What You Didn't Know

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

Make her sign a pre-nup reversal agreement buried in legal fluff, marry her and divorce her. I’d done it before. Except not with someone this wealthy, and smart. And that made it all the more thrilling.

And it didn’t even matter if they were treated like shit. I don’t really know what the rush was about; my parents decided to get them married even though they haven’t finished college yet. That’s one thing that rich people tried to hide. Some wait until their son and daughters have graduated, while others use the marriage as collateral for some business transaction they just made. Some people may think that we are lucky to be rich, not knowing that children like us are only treated like pawns in the game that are parents were playing. And that’s what happened to Ems.

The bastard smirked, and I hate how that just made something stir in my stomach. I clenched my fist behind me. “The fun is all the money you can have in just six months. Six months after marriage, we’ll get divorced. Done. Everything I mentioned is all yours. All I need is the position in our company. I still don’t want to get married nor even planning to in the near future.” “Your old man would probably not like that,” he commented, but I didn’t say anything. Yes, grandfather would not like this, but there’s no way I’m going to let him arrange me to a marriage like we were still in the medieval times with a man who will take over my position and work. I don’t even know who he is. There’s ju

“Auntie Mia, Hope is getting married again.” Mia blinked. “Again?” “She has a very active social life.” Mia crouched dramatically in front of her. “Honestly, same.” Liam leaned against the wall, shaking his head. “You encourage chaos every time you visit.” “That’s my role in this family.” Mia finally straightened and looked around the house. Her eyes landed on Aria. Then her grin slowly spread. “Well, well.” Aria already knew what was coming. “Mia…” “You moved into the billionaire’s mansion.”