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"That's Damien Blackwood's wife. With the kind of money we're getting for this, we could afford any woman we want." "Yeah, but think about it," the first voice continued. "A billionaire's wife. All alone. When are we ever gonna get a chance like this again?" There was a pause, and I held my breath waiting for the response. "Besides," the voice added with casual cruelty, "she's not leaving here alive anyway." I couldn't breathe.

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He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa

"I left him while you were still growing inside me. I chose you over everything he had. And I would choose you again a thousand times." I reached across and put my small hand over hers. She turned her palm up and held it. "Promise me something," she whispered. "Anything, Mama." "Never marry a billionaire." .... *Twenty three years later.* .... The restaurant was beautiful in the way that expensive things always are, all dim gold lighting and white linen and the kind of silence that money buys so that rich people never have to hear the world outside. I sat across from Gabriel Weston and watched his mouth move. He was saying the right things. They always say the right things. Flowers on the ta

Or even more accurately, did they invent money in their house? Even Sharon didn't seem ready to accept defeat yet. "11 million," she said, even though her voice had lost its confidence. And everyone waited, even Hailey's heart was pounding. They all waited for the blonde as if their next breath depended on it. "One Billion." That was brutal. Hailey's jaw dropped and she blinked again and again. She hadn't heard wrong, right? Who the hell was this mysterious lady?

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

I was sick and tired of everything—this wheelchair, this house— I was tired of it all. Taking in deep breaths, I wheeled towards the guest room where my new 'wife' was currently staying. I knew she was probably ecstatic to learn that she would be marrying the billionaire's crippled son. Just like the last two, her next plan would probably be to kill me and take over my property. A man who couldn't even get an erection was as good as useless to them whether or not it was Alexander Forger. They were all here for the money, and I knew this one was no different.

As for my father, who usually protected me from her evil acts, he had been hospitalized for a while, suffering from kidney disease. Unfortunately, my father has been growing worse, and it has been really hard for us because of our financial problems. Alex has always been helpful too, even though he is just a salaryman. But thankfully, Stella is about to get married to a billionaire, the CEO of the prestigious Hawk Company. His family promised to take care of all the medical bills once they officially get married. “Gosh, I can’t believe this,” Stella’s voice cut through my thoughts. “What is it?” I asked.

I heard a girl commenting. " Being born with a golden spoon is no joke. She has such a bad reputation yet a billionaire agreed to take her as his wife." " Oh my she has no shame. At least she could have considered fuck boy as her husband why go for decent man like Mr Caspar Mcadam." My ears buzzed with their hateful comments. I don't know why they are so jealous of me without even knowing my situation. I'm not enjoying or feeling prideful because I married a billionaire. Fucking whores don't even know how fucked up I'm right now.

Even if she wanted to keep the baby, she lacked the means to support it. The dean couldn't quite understand, but he surmised that perhaps the big boss didn't want the child. After all, not just anyone could bear a child for the Luxton family. With this thought, his gaze softened with pity towards the young woman before him. What a predicament, he thought. So young, and to think that having a child could secure a position in the Luxton family? Such a long-standing and prestigious family wasn't simply accessible to the common folk.