Novel & Cerita Mr Harris The Ugly Billionaire

“Oh my God, that’s Harris Davis,” “Are you serious?” Her colleagues nudged her and asked. “Yes.Don’t you know him? The youngest billionaire in the country. They said he took over his family’s company at a young age and doubled their value in less than two years.” She said with a spark in her eyes. “I saw him once on the cover of magazines. I never thought I would see him in real life!” A lady exclaimed and said as she gawked at Harris. “What’s he doing here?” A young man asked.

“Forget about me. How about your life? How long have you been living in New York, and why did you look so chaotic in the elevator?” Irina’s expression turned hard. The usual firmness on her face seemed to return. She snorted. “I don’t live in New York. I came here to deal with the owner of a magazine company. Do you know who?” “Who?” Natalie asked. “Harris Marlow!” Irina exclaimed. Natalie was quite surprised to hear that. Harris Marlow was the owner of a global fashion magazine that was listed in the top five. His name was well-known in the modeling industry. However, there were unflattering rumors about him.

Sunlight streamed through the hospital window, filling the room with a warm, peaceful air. Around ten, Mr. Harris arrived with Victoria, their arms full of expensive gifts. He plastered on a fawning smile. “Mrs. Smith Sr., I heard you recently had a fall down the stairs, so I brought Victoria along to pay our respects.” Mrs. Smith Sr. did not even bother with politeness. Her tone was cold. “Mr. Harris, I can’t afford your gifts. Take them back.” After all, the Harris family was just a small-time family, yet they had dared to bully her granddaughter.

“Sure sir.” She picked up an ice cube from a tong and placed it inside the glass. The man gently touched her back, looking at her pretty face. “One more please.” “Yes sir.” She placed one more cube and instantly walked away placing the glasses in front of other guests. “So yes, as I was saying this merger with my company will prove to be extremely fruitful and will be a win- win situation.” Ethan was talking to all the men, but his gaze was stuck on the pretty waitress, who was carefully placing the glass next to everyone. Soon the girl walked away, and was grumbling something in her mouth. While Ethan was busy checking out her behind, Hazel was feeling angry. “What kind of a boss he is? He

He closed his eyes as he remembered that awful business meeting when everything had suddenly changed. He had been eager for the meeting, which was going quite well to be over, so that he could go right back to Becca’s arms, and had snorted at himself and how sappy he had become. Who would have thought that there would come a day when he, Ryan Harris, billionaire playboy would be eager to go home to a woman, who incidentally, was his wife? Certainly not him, as he had not even known that he would ever end up married in the first place, since he had shied away from commitment all his life.

Chapter 173. “Oh my goodness! Look! He is falling down!” one of the men in the second row suddenly announced out loud, pointing his finger at the floor. Mr. Harris’s heavy body slammed flat against the hard ground, his eyes completely closed as he fainted from the sheer shock of the three-hundred-million-dollar lawsuit. But despite the loud announcement, barely any of the people in the hall even turned their heads to look at him. They were all completely disgusted by his family’s cheap, criminal actions.

Her jaw dropped when she looked at Jensen, it almost made me laugh. And I understood her perfectly. The billionaire had that effect on people, he had such a unique aura that even if you didn't want to, you ended up being drawn to look at him and pay attention to him. He was handsome and slender, masculine with that tanned skin and roguish look. I was sure there was no shortage of ladies for this guy. Jensen was waving at her with a playful smirk on his lips. “Hello,” he greeted. “Jensen, I present to you April Monroe, my best friend. April, this is Jensen Grimes, my ex-husband,” I said, formally introducing them to each other.

She had been reckless, naive, and now she was trapped. And he would be relentless. Because he was a billionaire—cold, ruthless, heartless. His empire had been built on control, manipulation, and eliminating anyone who defied him. He didn’t forgive. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t care. And now, Yesha realized with a hollow pang, he owned her. “Yesha Elaine,” he said, stepping closer, so close she could feel the heat from him, “the moment you signed, you stopped being yours. That is the reality. You can scream, you can fight, you can resist… but it won’t change a thing.”

He told me still looking outside. "I am not your baby girl you stupid womanizer. Why are you looking outside face me and say no no need to turn I will not work for a jerk like you" I told him.. Saying this I about to turn he speaks up turning towards me," Remember the face baby girl" Looking at him my eyes almost came out from it's hole.. I shouted on the arrogant person. And most importantly, I thrown money on his face. On a Billionaire's face... One the most successful billionaire Nr. Nick Knight's face