Novel & Cerita My Stolen Billionaire Life Full Movie

Annoyed, I glanced at the screen, but what I saw made my blood go cold. We were making the headlines in bold fonts. I picked up the phone, scrolling through the notifications, and every new alert made me sicker. There were paparazzi shots. We had tried to be very discreet with all the court drama, how did the paparazi get wind of it? The captions were vicious and disheartening and blood left my face. “Billionaire CEO’s Mistress Playing Mommy in court.” “Secret Nanny, Secret Lover or Secret Mother?” “A fight for motherhood- Would the Nanny be found worthy?”

"Someone please find out who her husband is! Is this real? Help! She's dying!" … The burglar dropped the knife, and panic flashed across his face. "His wife's dead. No money now. What do we do?" His partner let out a cold laugh and said decisively, "No big deal. We've still got the old woman alive. She's his real mother, after all. That ten million dollars will be ours!" The burglar yanked Margaret up by the throat, nearly choking her, and shoved her toward the camera. "Look closely! This old woman's son is Jensburg's very own billionaire—Henry Larson!"

Richard sighed, leaning back again, “I know you must be going through a lot, and I get that, but this is a lot to ask from a stranger.” “Well, you're right,” I forced a smile, “but think of this as a business deal instead.” Richard smirked, stroking his beard again. A single ray of hope glowed in my heart when I saw him look up. He was intrigued and I didn't want the opportunity to slip away. “Money is not a problem, if that's what you're worried about,” I added, "My dad's a billionaire.” "Yeah, I can see that," Richard exhaled, glaring at the coffered ceiling and marble walls before turning to me. “How much are we talking about, exactly?”

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.

She couldn't bear to listen to that kind of words after what Chloe had said to her last night. ***** "Let's go, Leah, we got a meeting to attend!" suddenly Gianna appeared from behind the door with her bright pink color suit. "Okay!" Leah rose from her seat and run towards Gianna who's already walked fast on her high heels. "So rumor has it, that you were a wife of a very rich billionaire who owned the Company named Kings? Was it true or false?" mumbled Gianna without looking at Leah's face. Leah swallowed, she didn't know that this news would spread this fast. Should she tell everyone the truth or she should just lie?

On her wedding day, my adopted daughter, Sophie Bennett, runs off after transferring the 300-thousand-dollar down payment her fiance, Ethan Carter, has saved for their new home. A few days earlier, while sorting through her old belongings, she discovers her adoption papers. After reading too many stories about domineering billionaires and runaway heirs, she is convinced that she is the long-lost biological daughter of a billionaire. Determined to reclaim her place among the elite and marry a powerful man, she steals the down payment and spreads lies online, accusing her adoptive parents of imprisoning and abusing her. It isn't until my biological daughter appears before me that I reali

“We can’t even pay for food, Dad, How?” His face fell. “I had no choice…” I almost slapped him, but held back because he was my father. “No choice?” He grabbed my wrist desperately. “But there’s a way out, Damian Liam. He will erase the debt.” A cold shiver ran down my spine as the name hit me like ice water. Everyone knew Damian Liam, the ruthless billionaire tycoon rumored to have ties to the mafia. I had no idea how he was related to the debt my father owes. I looked at my father with hope, but it died quickly. “In exchange for what?” I asked, already scared of the answer.

I remembered she'd destroyed my sweet sixteen birthday cake that my friends had organized for me and somehow turned most of my friends against me. There were so many more stories like this. I only ever got away from her antics when I finally went to college under a scholarship. It was a different state so I was mostly left by myself. I had met Landon in college and had instantly fallen in love with him. Four years later we got married. If someone had told me even yesterday that Landon would betray me, I would have bet my life on it that he wouldn't. I drove straight to our home and to my horror found my belongings outside the house.

the journalist would say, and move onto another billionaire. I was happy the kissing stunt was working out, and Brian enjoyed it. Gradually, we unfolded to the end of the successor’s summits and my bubbles of joy were full until, Brian left my grip for a thick-looking billionaire who was standing by the corner. He pounced on his prey and started biting the billionaire all over his body. “Brian! Brian! Brian!” I shouted and went after him. But then a pandemonium had been stirred. Billionaires ran away out of fear of the unknown.

"I've never seen that version of you before! Fierce, unwilling to back down and never letting your enemies go Scot free! I love that spirit, Bianca!" As Phil said this, I smiled at his words but all of a sudden, Phil’s expression shifted. From proud expression to confusion. Immediately, He took the phone from me and scoffed. “But isn’t this a little bit weird, Bianca?” I turned to him. “What is that? I mean, what’s weird?” “Zoey Raven!” Phil replied. “Isn’t it weird that someone like her—with a heiress title—would go to the extent of stealing from the man she claims to love? And not just that, but selling what she stole from him for fifty million dollars?”