Novel & Cerita Sky Millionaire Matchmaker

But instead, I ended up confused. When her mother suggested that she meet up with Micheal, I’d expected her to immediately jump at the offer. Especially because he was one of the most eligible bachelors that doubled as a billionaire and women were constantly dying for a chance to meet him. Even Maeve had a fleeting obsession with him before we started fucking. So, it was completely mind boggling that Scarlett hadn't heard of him before and even after her mother spelt out what he was worth, she still refused to meet with him.

he reproaches with disdain. The young woman senses the sarcasm, which annoys her. "If you think your demeanor is going to make me uncomfortable, you're very wrong," she reveals, to the millionaire's surprise. "It's true, I was born into a golden crib, but life hasn't treated me that way. You don't need me, but your son does. If I'm here, it's for me, not for you. It's part of my process... Let's not fool ourselves, you know my life. You know my ex-husband cheated on me, and I lost my baby. Even today, I'm still lactating. I need this, Ayden."

I gave Claire, my assistant, a nod. “Introduce him to Margaret,” I said. “They’ll hit it off.” Claire moved quickly, and soon, I could see the two of them laughing, comfortably chatting. It felt good knowing I was helping people find real connections. I was building something meaningful now. It was time for my speech, and I had so much to say. In just three years, I had done this. Two months after my divorce, I had met a wealthy, influential widow who was struggling to find true love amidst the gold diggers who swarmed her. She was impressed with my wisdom, and she hired me as a personal matchmaker. It was a success, and the referrals swarmed in. In a few months, with her help I moved back t

“Oh, I think that would be impossible.” I pinched her thigh. “Syd.” She cleared her throat, pretending to behave. “Of course. Thank you,” she said, smiling too much. He went back to work, and she immediately turned to me. “Oh my God, Maddison. Where can I get a billionaire? Like, seriously. Sign me up.” I rolled my eyes, even though I kind of smiled. The work was just starting, but I could already tell it was going to look incredible… sleek boards, polished floors, everything shining. Expensive.

Looking around the cafe, I saw that they had chocolate cake and decided to get some for Ava before I leave. "But miss Olivia is so pretty and she looks really nice also" Mia said and I wondered who that was. "Who's that?" I asked. "Huh? Miss Olivia?" Mia asked, staring at me in pure shock. "Yes" I replied. Facepalming herself, Mia said "She's the pretty lady you saw yesterday, the one who's going to marry the young master". "I also heard she has a twin brother who is Mr Damon's best friend. I heard he's almost on par with Mr Damon when it comes to looks, almost." Mia said, emphasizing on the 'almost'.

"Remember how she always said marriage was for suckers?" "Still true." Scarlett inspected her manicure. "I'm just a sucker with excellent business sense." "Ladies." He smiled, though his eyes lingered on me a moment longer than necessary. "I hope I'm not interrupting?" "Not at all." Scarlett practically purred, standing to offer her hand. "I'm Scarlett, Mia's best friend and fashion consultant. She's told me absolutely nothing about you, which is criminal considering..." She gestured vaguely at his entire person.

She smirked. "Bring it on," I said quickly, giving her a silly smile. "You're going to lose this time, baby girl. Prepare your 500,000 now or we will rip off your clothes and only your tongue will be left bruise-less. "Haha!" Laughter came out of my mouth. "Don't count your chicks before they hatch." I thought I would only stay here for two rounds and then transfer to these rich men beside our table, but I guess there's no need. I already won 600,000 pesos and a bundle of money is in front of me now.

No surprise there. The men seated at the table were roughly the same age. All were clean-cut, fit and wore clothes that spoke of money. They all carried themselves with the confidence that success brought, though in some, the confidence was more swagger than anything. Beside the empty chair held for him sat Brown Brooke the scarred, silent real-estate tycoon, and Drake most trusted friend. Next to him sat Reese Durham, a young, brash man on the cusp of hitting his billion-dollar fortune. Beside him sat Griffin Verdi, English aristocracy and the ‘professor’ of their small group. Then was Jonathan Lyons, owner of Lyon Automotives and notorious adventurer and thrill seeker. At his side was Cade

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