Romans & histoires My Billionaire Ex Husband Chase Me Back

"He's only the most eligible bachelor on the library board! The other librarians talk about him constantly. He's donated millions to the archives." "Well, he seemed very nice. He forgave me for pointing a knife at him." "You pointed a knife at him?" "It was an accident! I was cooking!" Imogen buried her face in her hands. "I can't leave you alone for one afternoon. One afternoon, and you've threatened a board member and had dinner with a billionaire CEO." "Two billionaire CEOs," Clara corrected. "Alexander Sterling is a billionaire too." "Clara." "Yes?" "Go to bed." Clara laughed and stood up from the couch. "Fine. But you're not off the hook. Tomorrow, you're telling me everything you know

SHOCKING NEWS: YOUNG BILLIONAIRE AND BUSINESS TYCOON, CHASE AXFORD HAS BEEN HIDING HIS TWO ILLEGITIMATE CHILDREN HE HAD WITH HIS BROTHER'S EX-WIFE FOR FOUR YEARS! The roof over his head began to spin immediately. His eyes widened, and his attempt to breathe resulted in him being strangled by his own oxygen. Chase coughed, violently. He struggled to clutch the phone in his right hand, but when he caught sight of the number of views - two million. Posted thirty minutes ago - the world around him crumbled into shards. The phone slipped from his hands and fell on his lap. What in the world was going on? Breathe Chase, breathe.

I turned to look at him to see if he was going to shout he was joking, but he never did. Yes, my ex-husband was a freaking billionaire, but Asher would rather jump off the mountain and die than get me anything tangible. “Oh my God Shaun” my voice was high due to astonishment. “You got it for me?” that was a stupid question, but my insecure self just had to ask.

“But, bottom line, I married a billionaire.” It was my intention to marry Alonzo Nevan, Damian's uncle, for that reason it would irk Damian, and he could easily help me win this battle and lawsuit with my parents because he's already a billionaire. It turned out, then even when I married the wrong Alonzo, I still landed on a billionaire that I needed. “Thank God,” I whispered. The tons of shopping bags from Chanel called for a special service delivery from the store. Alonzo was already waiting for me while I used their powder room.

Little did I know that he would fall in love with someone older than me and kick me out! I was living an excellent life in Europe, but I'm glad he kicked me out because now I'm back in America, and I will find Chase Stone and make him mine. He is wealthier than my ex-husband and anybody I know. I had to go and look on the Internet to see how much is worth. I also noticed that he never married and is still single and a very eligible bachelor. When I was in Europe, I was not so interested in him because I thought he would never get wealthy. I only came back to New York for one thing: Chase Stone. I want to become his wife. I want to be the wife of one of the wealthiest men on Earth. That is my

he said, which immediately caught Mason and Allora's attention. "Do not look at me like that. Even though I lost my business, I still have my family's shares and assets in my name," he chuckled at Allora. He knew she assumed he plundered someone's property by the wrong means. "I can not ," she shook her head and pulled her hand back, which did not go unnot iced by Elijah.

I asked, ruffling his hair, and he nodded happily. “Yes, mummy.” “That's great. Thank you, my love.” “I can't believe I almost forgot,” Tasha huffed, patting her forehead. “I finally found that guy's social media. The one who employed me to manage that big charity gala.” “Oh, is that so?” I asked. “Yeah, let me show you,” She said, as she typed something on her phone. “The man is so handsome in like an unreal, Greek god way. No disrespect to you, babe.” She darted David a sheepish look, and he just huffed before walking away.

He can't take that risk again. He went to his desk to find the remote to his television. He needed to confirm the news himself. It took him a while to find the remote as the table was a mess. Soon the screen of his television flickered to life as he changed the channel to the news one. A woman in her late twenties stood confidently on the screen. “Is it true that the richest batcherlor in the world is back in a relationship?" The woman asked as a picture of Tristan Knight wearing a three piece Armani suit popped on the screen.

“No, Lyle. I’m done.” His face twists into something ugly, something I’ve never seen before. “If we break up, everything I’ve given you is gone. The business opportunities, the connections—you’ll lose all of it.” I freeze, staring at him in shock. “What are you talking about?” “You set this up, didn’t you?” he says, his voice full of bitterness. “You arranged to meet me three years ago for your family’s benefit. Don’t act like you weren’t after my wealth.”

He called again, but softly this time. “It's Harper.” She said and he gulped. He ran his eyes on her body again and let out a chuckle. “It's you. It's really you. How have you been?” He asked nervously. “If you want to have a conversation with me, you have to make an appointment. Have a nice day, Mr. Blackwell.” She said and walked away before he could say anything else. Xavier remained on a spot as he watched her walk away. His ex-wife has returned and she returned as a billionaire. Five years ago she was nothing, she really had nothing. How is this possible? What happened within five years?