Poor Woman Rich Man Novels & Stories

The elderly angrily pointed. Anika turned to Adelaide and saw the child shaking her head pitifully. “No, no, she didn’t,” Anika reasoned again. “Liar! That child is a liar! As well as you! How do you teach your child!” The Madame scolded. “Who are these people? What’s your identity?” She asked in a heavy voice. Someone whispered in the woman’s ear, and she raised her brow. “So, it’s the newlywed wife of the Albrecht? Truly wasting such a talented young man to have a wife like this. Who knows where she comes from!” She scoffed and said loudly.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, calming her racing heart, "About ten days ago, a man met my husband, said something to ask him for a favor, and promised him that he would give him something." The woman paused to sigh before continuing, "We are all honest people who do not do hurtful things, but that man said as long as my husband did as he was told, not only could they arrange for him to go to a big hospital for treatment, but they also promised to give us much money."

Her expression was calm as she replied, “I’m getting a divorce too.” Rosaline had gone through a divorce a year ago, hence why Silvia mentioned the word ‘too’. Her ex-husband had cheated. However, it wasn’t because he found a younger or more attractive woman. In the first place, he wasn’t at all rich. Rosaline’s ex-husband was poor, and he had enough of a life of poverty. Hence, he went ahead and found himself a rich woman to rely on. Not only was the rich woman married, she was also a prostitute. Her money basically came from sleeping with other men, which was then spent on her little sugar baby, Rosaline’s ex-husband.

"Oh! Really? It has gotten to that level where you can now talk back at me because of that girl. You better tell me what she did to get your attention. How would a man like you with so much money be going after someone so poor." "Really? You said she is poor. What level were you when I picked you up and dusted you and made you look so standard? And now you see another person you need to help, you start calling them poor. Is that how you do it? How much do you have in your account when I met you? You and your mother need to be ashamed of yourselves." "You know what? I wouldn't want to talk about this. When you are done with whatever you are doing, leave my house this night"

She's going to get everything back, she can't just sit and watch someone else destroy her, after four years of hard work, From taking part-time job, bartending and even a receptionist, she can't go back to her old life. Mrs Maria felt she was indebted to Anna, if her mum hadn't helped her years back, she wouldn't have gotten so much wealth, but it was sad that she had to die only when she was able to acquire so much wealth. Thankfully, her daughter is here, and she was willing to do anything for her. "Anna, you don't have to keep thanking me, I will do anything for you. There are some clients that are coming from Morocco, I will make sure I introduce you to them."

If it's anything I can help resolve, I will do my best," the guy said sincerely. Lisa laughed in her heart, "I'm sorry if I ever tell you of my problem, you are going to run faster than you ever have," she thought in her heart. But still, she was really happy that someone offered to help. From their interaction, she could tell that Williams is a good man. Williams is the name of the poor man. He seems very intelligent and educated, which surprised Lisa. She wondered why an educated person like him appeared so poor that he cannot even afford to pay for his meal.

William said for Damien to smile. "Maria said she hasn't been recognized yet and why is that?" Vivian asked Williams to look at his wife. "Why is that honey?" William directed the question to his wife. "I didn't approve of her because her intention is not pure to me, she's poor, and poor people only get close to the rich because of influence and wealth. "Maria said "Have you got to know the poor girl Maria? She's having your grandchild " Vivian asked for Maria to smirk.

There was no comparison between them at all. The middle-aged woman snorted. "Well, she's quite good-looking. It's a pity that she's blind and is with some penniless beggar. I advise you not to be so naive. Love over money? Those are all lies. It'll be better for you to be a mistress or a prostitute than to be with someone poor." "What are you talking about?" Whitney demanded, her temper flaring at once.

The woman said, "Of course. It is a really famous and rich family. Sherman is so lucky. After she divorced Billy, she married a richer man. The title of 'the richest man in Lanechett' is shocking enough! It is said that some people are born to be lucky. Even if she divorced Billy, she could marry a better man. Sherman is indeed beautiful. But many women are prettier than her. Why aren't they as lucky as she is?" Hearing her words, others sighed and felt envious of Sherman! "But some people are too unlucky. Even if she married a rich man, they got divorced within a few months." Natalie was originally very sensitive. Once she heard such words, she lost her temper. She turned her head to look a

Arfaat looked as handsome as always in his black and white evening clothes, his black hair reflecting the gleam from flickering gaslamps. Juwairiyyah's red silk gown made a dramatic contrast, and that alone would have drawn stares if they had not been who they were. There was a vague whispers from behind them, "They say, my dear, that she was fond of disgracing any poor man who shows interest in her. I wonder how she ended up getting married to a mechanic" Said woman 1 with a smirk. "That's what I heard too. She thought because she's beautiful and her dad is rich, she has the right to trample on her suitors. I just hope the handsome man here get to teach her a lesson to remember..." Woman 2