My Grumpy Billionaire Nadia Lee Novels & Stories

“Just make sure you turn up early for work. And no hang-over.” She was fixing his tie, “You have to shave this beard at some point. It growing really big and bushy. You’re barely recognizable! And you bet, I’ll avoid the hang-over the whole day! Where is this Ms Gladys? She must be in here by now,” the secretary went to check on her and she found her behind the door. She managed to get her in. The woman saw Bowman and Bowman saw the woman. They were both as shocked. She knew he was familiar. The man was familiar to Bowman, the world known billionaire. The one owner of the International Transport Unit services. The one owner of a company that every person wanted to work for.

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?

Queen Zara," someone called, and I twirled to see Nadia sauntering toward me. I wanted to walk away, and avoid talking or listening to any of her tantrums, but she stood in my path, preventing me from doing so. "Zara, you don't have to be so arrogant, you should at least be nice to me. after all, we are going to have the same husband, or are you jealous?... yes, that must be the case or why would you be in such a bad mood. lighten up Zara, cause no matter what you do, you won't be able to stop the wedding. You know Zara, I didn't think that you'd be so ungrateful, if it were others in your place, they wouldn't have more gratitude, knowing that I saved their life, but you... you're ungrateful

Thirty minutes later Nadia knocked and Skylar motioned her in. Dark-haired, dark-eyed Nadia was a refugee from Bosnia who’d immigrated to the United States through a local church. Last year during the interview process, Nadia had referred to herself as the perfect peasant. Ugly, stick-thin, strong as an ox, uneducated, and an “eyes forward, no-talking” kind of worker. The description haunted Skylar, as did the occasional evidence of physical abuse on Nadia’s arms and face.

she arched her brow, expecting Nadia to go further. "Here's $5,000 that will take your family out of poverty. For eternity."Nadia dropped the handbag on the kitchen counter. She gasped, at the whooping sum of money she's never came across in her life nor did she think of coming across till the end of time. "What's the deal?."she quickly asked, her eyes still buldging with impatience. Nadia leaned her side a little on the kitchen counter, twirling a strand of her hair a finger of hers. "Kill. him. off."she spoke, putting long pause on his word.

She nodded in agreement. Ashton took a better look at her. Her head was still bandaged properly and she was still connected to a drip. He sighed tiredly. "Stay with her Zachary, There's something I have to do." --- "Jace Lockhart, it says here that you are quite the debt owner. You borrowed 15 million from Mr. Sanchez and now he wants you to pay back. What do you have to say about this Mr. Lockhart?" Jace said nothing, he remained calm. Peterson sighed tiredly. "I'm telling you for the last time Mr. Lockhart, you remaining silence means you are guilty as charged."

Compared to the feast Hayley was having next to her, hers might as well have been prison food. She decided she wasn't eating anymore. "Who's that woman?" Hayley asked casually as she ate, watching Nadia from across the room. Derek and the others were halfway through their bowls when they heard her question. They immediately leaned closer, eager to gossip. "Her name's Nadia Barnes," Derek said quietly. "Before the world went to hell, her dad was a big-time politician. Now, he's one of the administrators at Base K1." "She's an inventory-variant Gifted?" Hayley asked.

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

"So, how was your weekend?" Nadia shrugged dismissively. "Nothing interesting, really. Though I must say, your weekend was sure a blast." I arched my eyebrows curiously before asking. "How so?" "What do you mean, how so? Have you gone online yet?" Nadia looked at me like I'd just said something atrocious. My frown only deepened as she brought out her phone and showed me an article that read: "Reputable Businessman, Viktor Silverstein, Ties the Knot with Rural Country Sweetheart.”

I laughed lowly at what Molly said, although I really didn't understand it because my mind was focused on the fact that the man who saved me and I vented out to last night was here inside my classroom, and it's not just that-- he is my professor! "Our new professor is Mr. Thiago DiLaurentiis?" I heard the girl behind me whisper again. She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add.