My ex is a secret billionaire Novels & Stories

My savior was a wealthy billionaire who recognized me as the wife of his competition. After hearing my story, he offered to help. “Become my secretary. Help Hills Inc. surpass Quinn's Innovations, and I’ll care for your child like a father,” Michael Hills, the cold billionaire, said. And I accepted. ‘I will never let Damian roam freely. He looks so much like his father; it could raise suspicions,’ I thought as I pushed Grandpa Ed in his wheelchair toward the dining hall. “What are you thinking about, love?” Grandpa Ed asked, his blue eyes searching mine.

“It was noon already and everyone was seated around the table waiting for Mr. Millwood to break the silence. Which he soon did, but what he said surprised me. He had just come to announce a new CEO of the company which was his son Trent. I never knew this guy was a part of the Millwood family, and with the way he acted creepy with Sophie the other day, he seems to be a professional playboy. I really don’t like him that much, because he seems to have a thing with Adina, which pisses me off anytime I see him with her.

The headline sat beneath the image in bold, accusatory type: Billionaire Enigma Exposed: Is Jace Carter a Secret Father—and Has the Truth About His Marriage Been a Lie All Along? My breath left me in a slow, silent rush. I scrolled down reading. The words blurred for a moment before sharpening into cruel clarity. Jace Carter, the elusive CEO of Carter Holdings and a dominant force across global markets, has long been known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Publicly single for years, Carter once sparked rumors of a romantic relationship with close associate Caitlin Moore—claims he firmly denied, insisting he was unattached to anyone at that point.

He wore a black tuxedo that fit his tall, muscular build like it was made for him—which it probably was. I stared, my thumb hovering over the screen. I’d seen pictures of him before, in financial magazines, but I’d never really looked. Now, I couldn't look away. I scrolled down, reading his profile. Rex Corporation. Billionaire. Real estate, tech, private equity. His business record was flawless. No scandals. No messy divorces. No history of dating a string of models. In fact, there was almost no personal information at all. He was like a ghost. A powerful, gorgeous, and mostly important almost perfect.

The one who’d redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I’d sworn I wouldn’t see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

There were thousands of headlines; Billionaire CEO, Hayes Caldwell, Spotted in Intimate Moment with Mystery woman. That wasn't what surprised me at all. What surprised me was the fact that he was the Hayes Caldwell. The freaking rich CEO worth hundreds billions. “Oh my freaking days! What the hell is this?”

Me:Can you find a way for me to secretly sell this ring please? Ellie:Wow!It's so beautiful.How did you get it? I told her the truth. Me:From Maxim.He proposed to me. Ellie:What?What the hell is he up to this time? Me:He's crazy.The ring isn't even my perfect size.A little too big. Ellie:He couldn't even take the time to know your perfect size.He's such a clown. Me:Well,the size is none of my business since I'm selling it.This will make me a lot of money,right?"

It’s not fair! On another floor, Gina looked at me, confused. "Why are you so worried, Sierra? I could have torn her apart. You're going to be rich, and she's just bitter." I sighed. "That wasn't bitterness, Gina. It was mockery." "Wait... is your ex-husband that rich?" I stayed silent for a second, then pointed to a massive digital billboard for Steele Industries. "He’s the Alpha of that company." "What? Your ex is the head of the Steele Pack?" Gina covered her mouth. "Sierra, how could you keep that a secret?"

She sent a link. Estel: Read this. I clicked on it, and immediately, a news report with Magnus’s face splashed across the screen loaded. "Magnus Devereux: CEO of Devereux Industries. Europe’s youngest billionaire business mogul, and the every ladies dream man." My breath caught. CEO? I had assumed he was powerful, but I hadn’t expected this. I scrolled further. "Known for his ruthless business tactics and political connections, Magnus Xiang is not just a businessman, but a force to reckon. However, his reputation isn’t all power and prestige. Sources confirm that the young billionaire cycles through ladies endlessly, never staying with a woman longer than a week."

Tears ran silently down my cheeks, soaking into the soft cotton of my pillowcase as I stared at the university gossip forum. The main headline sat right at the top of the page, pinned for the entire campus to see: FROM TIMID EX TO ROSTER WHORE: HOW CASSY AMORE SLEPT HER WAY THROUGH THE GOLDEN TRIO. Underneath the title was a blurry photo of me standing in the penthouse kitchen with Chase from earlier today, followed by paragraphs of pure, vicious lies.