Novel & Cerita Mr Harris The Ugly Billionaire

, someone is whispering behind the three best friends. “ Idiot, who would not know the Harris family? They are one of the richest families in the country. They could even compete with the richest Asian families”, the other added. “ Brandon Harris is a young billionaire? No wonder he is the most sought after bachelor in the whole country”. “ Look at him, he is handsome and rich. Typically every girl’s dream husband”. Ben and his friends just looked at each other and smiled while listening to the whispering behind them. Ben takes a good look at the man on the stage. Yes indeed, Brandon Harris is very handsome and will surely be a perfect rich husband to any lucky girl he fancies in the future.

I asked in a deep tone, trying not to let my anger out. "H-he w-was-" She paused and placed her hand on her pink skirt nervously. "A-a bl-londe man." Harris was the son of one of my father's rivals. He was the only person that got the fortune to inherit his father's business as he begged me for it.He tried to cheat us in one of the Italy Dias deal also but I gave him an another chance to live. I guess he doesn't value his life at all. Right now, my main focus is Cathy, I will deal with Harris later after taking her home safely.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

Danielle's POV " Welcome to my home, that is now yours as well," Marcus announced with not-so-well-hidden irony, right after the taxi driver helped me transfer him back to his wheelchair. " It is beautiful," I replied politely. This house was far from beautiful, but I did not want to hurt his feelings. It was an old cottage house that needed some serious repairs. The paint was peeling off the walls, and the back and front yards looked more like a jungle, from what I have noticed.

And I couldn’t bear to find out if it wasn’t real. ********************************* Mr Handsome I couldn’t wipe the stupid grin off my face as I watched the car of the beautiful woman disappear from my compound. God… she’s breathtaking. When I first got the report that someone had been using my private gym without my permission, I was furious. No one touches my space. I came here this morning, ready to drag the intruder out myself and kill my security guard with my bare hands. But the moment I stepped into the gym… all that anger evaporated.

I said stubbornly arguing with Zion who was presently glaring down at me but replied in a calm voice regardless "There are people here Laura. I do not want to hear gossip about how I and my fiancee share a different room on a vacation. People are watching" Oh! I keep forgetting I'm engaged to a billionaire who is constantly on the tongue of people and reporters. "Moreover, I'm not attracted to you in any way so whatever you have in mind would never happen between us" he gave me a once-over before gliding into the bathroom I stood bewildered at his statement. Whatever I have in mind? He's not attracted to me? Whoa! What a jerk! Glad to know he thrives on his robust ego, I hissed

Collins tells me, "We'll need to find which table they've reserved for us." "You're seated at our table, Collins. It's over here," Hunter points out the table. We follow Rebel to their table, and Collins holds out my chair for me. "Hunter, are you eating or presenting tonight?" "Both, I hope. I won't eat until after the presentation, though." Collins looks at me, "Hunter is known for his charity and nonprofit work. He always does a great presentation." "My husband runs MAP, the Mothers Advancement Program. He's helping out a couple of other smaller charities tonight as well. You'll learn about each charity during his speech."

A laugh that sounded strange, almost like someone losing his sanity. “Hah…” Billy covered his face with both hands. “Look at you, Billy.” The laughter turned into sobs. Tears fell one by one, soaking his palms. “What am I?” his voice shook. “A great CEO who can’t forget one woman?” He lifted his face. His eyes were wet, red, empty. “An ugly woman,” he whispered. “A fat woman who never even had confidence.” Billy laughed again, this time more painfully. “But why only her?”

Fuck Hailey, she was going to enjoy this day. She strolled to a street food seller and got herself a stick of dirty corn. She sat down at a corner and pulled off her mask and slowly ate it. Her eyes darted back and forth on the street. She sighted a crowd gathered around a man. "What's happening there?" She asked the food seller. "They are getting the latest newspaper. You know Frederick Mills, the billionaire and his wife made their first public appearance yesterday." Zara suddenly lost her appetite, her face contoured in anger.

Hunter pouted. "Yes, we can't leave them here alone," Wynter rolled her eyes. "Okay, we are all ready, but where is Harris?" Sabrina sighed, looking at her wristwatch. "I too am ready!" a thick voice came from the staircase. A very handsome Harris, with his massive 6'4" height, was descending the stairs dressed in a crisp black suit, and his hair gelled to perfection. He looked no less than a supermodel. Even though Harris was just 19 years old, anyone could confuse him for a 24-year-old man, and his physique and facial structure contributed to the aura he had built around himself. Standing next to his mother, they looked like a couple because of her petite figure.