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Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight

Mitchell asked " Why is it that people always think that billionaires don't have girlfriends or wives? " Diana asked " Uuhm haven't you read every other book that has a billionaire? Most of them don't want to get attached to someone or they just have a cold heart " Mitchell answered " And what if this rich billionaire has a cold heart? " Diana asked " Well every cold heart just needs some warmth and eventually it'll melt" Mitchell asked " You sound so sure. Maybe his heart is just too cold to melt" Diana said as she tried to discourage her best friend a little bit

The tears, once symbols of despair, now reflected a cleansing process for emotional renewal. "Come here." Alexander whispered to his wife as he opened his arms for an embrace. As they continued to console each other, the room now appeared to be warm and calm. Alexander and Elizabeth emerged not weakened but stronger, their emotional bond now held in the authenticity that only shared discussions could bring. As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart.

"Billionaire Romance Heating Up! What's better than one billionaire? Two billionaires in love! Luca Brooks and Nikita Simon are still going strong. They've been spotted in public a few times since they made their first official appearance. "Nikita's had such a positive influence on Luca," a source exclusively tells Page Nine. "He wants to be the kind of guy she deserves." The notorious playboy seems to have indeed turned over a new leaf. In the last few weeks, he's kept a low profile which is quite unlike him. Is the partying done for good?

Me and Lady Selene definitely have a lot of things to say after dinner. "Hi Bree, I'm Alexander Pierce," I said. "Nice to meet you Alexander, I'm Bree Thatcher. The only daughter of the royalty." She was full of herself and pompous and rude, I didn't like it. "Nice to meet you Bree, I'm a billionaire if you have no idea. The youngest number 1 billionaire in New York," two can play the game. She is living off her parent's money, I am living on my own money.

Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

He smiled so I frowned. "You think if you read the contract you can still run away from this wedding?" he asked smiling at me now. I can't stop frowning. This is the reason why they said that he's a devil in disguise in a tuxedo. “Your sister already asks for half a billion. You think you can still manage to pay for it?” My lip was left open because of that. "Huh?" I can’t help but be surprised. Even my few years of acting have not been able to pay for that. I don’t have that much money yet! Big Sister doesn't think!

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"

Everything about this place screamed wealth and power, a sharp contrast to the simplicity of her life at home. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse tightly. She’d agreed to this meeting out of duty, but she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her chest. Who was Adrian Blackwood, really? And why would a man like him—a billionaire—want a stranger like her as his wife? “This way, Miss Bennett,” the butler said, his voice polite but distant.

Lucille commented. "It is impossible for a billionaire to be in that kind of bar! That is not a high end bar unlike those ones in the city! Well, maybe there are some businessmen but those with round stomach and and bald old man!" Nessa laughed hardly. "You never know the circumstances! A billionaire who's as handsome as Rael." Lucille sighed deeply. "But that is very impossible. A perfect man only exists in movies and books. Why was Rael born poor?! He is so hot but he has no money!"