Secret Billionaire Comic Free Novels & Stories

Chapter Fourteen: The Billionaire's Fall A cold focus settled over Zhedya as he reviewed the file. The target: Nicholas Chan. A billionaire on the surface, a monster underneath. The man secretly funded a human trafficking ring that preyed on young girls. Zhedya felt no pity, only a dark, thrilling excitement. He loved taking out predators. He knew Chan’s schedule, his habits, his favorite hotel. The RuRohal skyscraper, where the billionaire was hosting a secret, after-hours gathering. Tonight, the party would end.

“Three outlets already. By nine it will be everywhere.” “Send it,” he said. He was already reaching for his personal phone. The email arrived before he finished the sentence. He opened it and read the headline first. “Billionaire Hiding Pregnant Mistress: Inside The Christopher Estate’s Best Kept Secret.” He looked at the photograph. He looked at it for a long time.

He moved towards the bathtub and held her hands and she was still startled beneath. Leo mirrowed through those experiences with many ladies at the bar or club during late evenings.The surrounding crowd of women swelling around him because he was known to be very rich and his company The Dante's appear to be one of the greatest in the country. Ladies would gladly go naked for him, and offer their body for a piece of gold but he sensed that Clara was more modest and this caught his attention deeply. He released her hands and stepped back with a confused look still written all over her face. She wondered if he had been possessed. She wouldn't have lost her cool, if he was rather apologetic but

'A beautiful house with my handsome 5-year-old son and a work of my own. Bringing out that talent in me could only have happened with the help of my best friend, Justin. He's been there, through thick and thin, and Investing so much faith in me. I address this as my luck to good things. I just never want to have thoughts about the past. Not even about Brian or his new wife but I bleached more even with the possibility of them getting married and having kids. I have sworn never to get myself involved in shit that gets into marriage. Men were scum to me and I'm still standing on that word.

“Like I said, the bar is in hell. One generous gesture doesn't cancel out making a temp cry.” Samuel lifted Nathan up to his face and baby talked in a way that always got Nathan open mouth smiling and drooling hard. “Do you know that Uncle Ronnell is a cold-hearted billionaire?” He asked Nathan who only giggled. “His piles of money are uncomfortable thrones, so he takes the aches and pains out on us peasants. Mommy sometimes charms him into being nice, the rest of us have no such superpower.” Samuel chuckled, his lightheartedness grating on my nerves.

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."

My phone buzzed with a new email and I rushed to check it thinking it might be a loan app approval. Subject: BE YOUR OWN BOSS! EARN $10K A MONTH FROM HOME! I laughed, but it came out hallow. I opened the email out of sheer spite and scrolled through the glittering lies and fake testimonials. A picture of a smiling woman holding fake dollar bills made my stomach churn. "You think I'm stupid?" I snapped aloud. "You think I'm desperate enough to join some pyramid scheme?" My phone trembled in my hand as i deleted the message. Then I turned back to the laptop.

Safe. Or so he thought. He was halfway through signing another document when the door to his office burst open. Jason — his usually composed PR manager — rushed in, phone in hand, eyes wide. “Sir— you need to see this.” Adrian frowned. “What is it?” Jason wordlessly handed over the phone. Across the glowing screen, the headline blared like a siren. “Adrian Blackwood: The Tycoon With A Secret Child? Anonymous source reveals shocking details about the billionaire’s hidden family life.”

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.

“The news reports didn’t say if the billionaire was completely withdrawing his investment after Henry made a fool of himself...” He reclined on his chair. “That bit of the news is uncertain yet but I am sure after this report he would have no other choice, everyone hates to be in the news for the wrong things, especially a man of his calibre.” She sipped her drink. “This makes me so fucking happy but you didn’t call me here for that...” He nodded. He reached inside his drawer and brought out an iPad and handed it to her. “It is a secure network. No one can tap into it” he tapped on it and showed it to her. He was calling a private line...”