Novel & Cerita Secret Billionaire Heiress

In the large mansion, the masters were outnumbered by the helpers. It was crazy for Danie because she didn't need them at all. At least, just a few would do. It wasn't like many people knew that she was the only heiress to the massive wealth of the Williams. She could walk alone at night and no one would guess that she's a billionaire. But for sure she'd turn heads. Danielle was beautiful. She had always been told how perfect she looked. Her skin alone uses the most expensive set of skin care. Her hair was glowing. Everything that every girl could dream of was within her reach.

"No. No, you’re wrong. Saxton’s is one of the biggest corporations in the country. It deals in real estate, pharmaceuticals, and even international trade. There’s no way Gina—" “Oh, but she is." I cut in smoothly, enjoying their confusion. "I wouldn’t be sitting here wasting my breath if I wasn’t a hundred percent sure." Lily shook her head vigorously. "But how, Elena? How the hell did she go from a desperate woman begging Julian for attention to a CEO of a billion-dollar empire?" I smirked. “Simple. She became an heiress." Their stunned expressions told me they needed more. I took my time, letting the weight of my words settle in before continuing.

Natalia’s eyes are sparkling as she begins, “We’re so happy to have you here today, Antonia. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” I nod and smile, “It’s a pleasure to be here, Natalia. You look stunning.” Natalia’s eyes seem to warm up in genuine appreciation, “Thank you.” She gives me an obvious one over and smiles again, “Although no one can look as stunning as you do today. You’re the city’s shining star at the current moment. All everyone and anyone is talking about…. Is how the former secretary of one of the most industrious men in the city, suddenly turned out to be the daughter of one of the most well known business tycoons of the older generation, and now is on her way to major succ

Luckily, she wasn’t there to be involved in any matter, thanks to Antony’s interruption, of course. Crystal could clearly recognize the maidens left in this round. Lylia Evergreen, heiress of a famous magazine printing company. Nothing too special but, at least her character seemed clean from what Crystal has observed. Denise Imperial, heiress of a vast chain of restaurants in the country. Same with Lylia, her character holds no mischief. Mylene Haravina, daughter of a famous fashion designer that is widely known across countries. This one was shy based from Crystal’s observation.

They are the only things that matter. She moved through the ballroom of the Grand Hyatt with the grace of a ghost, weaving between CEOs and socialites. She had spent five years perfecting the art of being invisible. In the small town in Maine where she’d fled, she was just "Elara the Baker." Here, she was a nameless servant. It was safer that way. "Champagne, sir?" she asked, her voice a practiced, neutral low. The man didn't turn, merely took the glass. Elara moved on, her heart hammering. She was doing fine. She was safe. The world was big, and the chances of seeing him in a city of eight million people were…

"Mother wants me back in time for dinner." "Yes, Ma'am," Ryan replied before leaving the office. Diane stood up straightening her burgundy blazer and grabbing her bag. She still didn't believe this was her life now. She was a Deveraux, she owned stuff in her name, she was loved by people around her and most importantly, everyone in the country was about to know she was a hidden heiress. And as much as that meant her face was going to be frequently all over the media and her privacy was going to be compromised, this was what she wanted, this was the power she craved and this was the life that chose her.

he said. She smiled sadly. “It was. Before they took it from you.” Elijah Vale felt something stir inside his chest. Anger. Confusion. A sense of being lied to his entire life. “You’re telling me,” he said carefully, “that I’m a billionaire heir.” “Yes.” “And people died to keep it secret.” “Yes.” His lips curved into a humorless smile. “Then they shouldn’t have told me.” THE TRAP TIGHTENS Back at the penthouse, Elena burst into the study without knocking.

Priscilla’s POV At the secret facility of the shadow pack. I was on my bed, phone in hand, legs crossed, thumb scrolling like it was the only thing keeping me sane. My eyes were burning from staring too long, but I didn’t stop. I was searching for something. Any dirty scandal about Selena. But of course, there was nothing. What the hell was I expecting? She’s the perfect heiress, after all. The world sees her as untouchable. The walking, breathing version of money, power, and pedigree. Even if that ice queen murdered a baby on live TV, her father would bury it so deep even the goddess wouldn’t find it.

“You are so funny, Ariella. Do you think you are some hidden billionaire? You think, what am I today is all because of you? Oh Ariella, you are so delusional!” "Let me tell you a secret, behind my success it isn't you. It's Chloe. She's not any mere assistant but a real princess. She's the daughter of Nathan Davenport. Princess of Davenport family. She has been helping me secretly. That secret investor who has been investing in my company all these years is also her. She's the one who got me the hundred million dollars contract that I'm going to sign in some days. Then my father will make me the Alpha of the Green Jade Pack and New CEO of Collins’s Construction.”

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.