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My mother’s voice daily was another thing that kept me from losing my sanity. Also, in the past three days, I have learnt to avoid social media. The last time I checked, Chris was the headline. Billionaire Secret Baby, True or False? The Sanchez’s mystery Baby. The headline itself was shocking but the content was horrible. It was about all things about Chris and how the society doubted if he was truly Kingston’s son regardless of how they look alike. Not like, I care about what the society believes in or not. Towards the ending of the news, they bounced back at me, claiming I only wanted a part of the billionaire wealth and that was why I brought a fake baby. They knew my name, and thing

“That’s it. I’m calling security and then I’m calling my lawyer. You’re going to be sued for fraud, for impersonation, for—for lying on such a massive scale. Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’re in?” “Show me your credentials then,” someone from the crowd called out. “If you’re really the CEO, prove it.” Jace reached into his inner jacket pocket without hesitation and pulled out a leather wallet. From it, he extracted a sleek black card and held it up for everyone to see. The company logo was embossed in gold across the top, and beneath it in crisp white lettering read: JACE CALLAHAN, CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICER, CALLAHAN ENTERPRISES.

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

How did he able to find my deepest secret? "Confused?" He smirked, "Want me to make it more clear?" "Yes, please." "Very well, then. I'm very pleased to enlighten your confused mind and tell you the story how I find your brother..." He rose from his seat and walked towards me. Then, he stopped inches away from me before lifting my chin. "I am Grayson Martinez, a billionaire who own lot of underground businesses in this country. You are under my rules, and you have to obey me with all your might."

"It's not them that want it secret, but I do. I'm not ready to get the spotlight, so I asked them not to say anything for the time being." Jenny narrowed her eyes at her. "You're weird. People usually flaunt their marriage, especially if they're married to billionaires. But you're the opposite." Anna could only let out a chuckle. It didn't bother her at all to find her accusations. "That's what makes me different from them." They talked for the next few minutes. It eased her mind because Anna could speak freely to Jenny. It turned out that having no secret was better than hiding it. But she didn't regret doing it, given her circumstances.

But then again, I couldn't have said that to Stella. "Just curious." I whispered. I felt the couch dip slightly as she turned towards me. "Well, he is the CEO of the biggest company of New York. His dad's a rich guy. He himself is a rich guy. I mean, you go to his apartment and your mind blows off. He, on the first hand, is really rude. He thinks of himself as the biggest and most strongest man. And blah blah...he switches his girlfriends like about two times in a day and those girls would be the meanest you can ever see."

"Nah! I was too angry to pay attention." "Hmmm..." She kept scrolling through her I*******m feed. "I don't know, but is this him?" She showed me her screen. A blue tick showed next to the profile picture I recognized. "My God! Girl, this is insane! You have hit a jackpot!" Dianne let out a squeal. I rolled my eyes. "He is stinking rich. His net worth is in 12 figures! Let me see if I can find anything more." She continued her search, this time on G****e.

Emmet replied before taking a sip from his whiskey. I looked at them but turned my focus on Anthony instead. “Tony,” I said as I sat on the empty chair beside him. “What do you know about the current scam in the news today?” Tony, better known as Anthony Silvester, is known for his luxury car business by most people. But for his friends and those on his VIP list. He was known for providing the best security service in the country. Most of those he employs are usually those who used to work as undercover agents for the government and wanted a different life.

WRAITH’S POV I worked better alone. Always have. This mission was no different. The black Maserati I drove came to a stop before the Time-stone Hall, where a wedding was taking place. Cole, the groom, was a high-class billionaire. While he owned several highly successful companies across the continents, half his wealth came from ‘other’ sources—dirty business and shady deals. He was the only human with a strong foothold in the underground world. I’d done business with Cole once; The Silver Pack had needed weaponry, and one of his companies majored in that.

"Let them think they've won. Dr. Chen's little rescue operation is useful to us. Every woman she saves leads us to more targets. Every safe house she establishes gives us new hunting grounds." Derek's eyebrows rose slightly. "I don't understand." "You don't need to understand. You just need to follow orders." I walked past him into my study, where the real prizes waited. The safe behind my desk contained more than money or jewelry. Inside were hard drives containing thirty years of the Blackwater Files, Richard Blackstone's insurance policy against the powerful men he'd done business with. Senators, judges, foreign dignitaries, Fortune 500 CEOs. All of them were compromised. All of them are