Novel & Cerita The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back

"As if I care about your money or your version of raising this child." Liam didn’t back down, staring back into her gaze. "It’s not about the money, Elena," he said quietly. "It’s about giving this child a good life.” Liam continued, his tone softening, becoming almost persuasive. "And you really need the money. Just think about it: you could revive your family’s bankrupt company, get back that mansion you lost. This isn’t just about the child. It’s about your future too. Walk away, take the offer, and you could have all that again.” He was trying hard to persuade her into taking the deal.

and started to stand up when Asher's voice stopped me. He sighed and walked up to me, saying, "Heal her first. She seems like she's happy, but deep down she's shattered and lonely. All she wants and craves is some love, care, and tenderness. But I also want you to know that the bastard returns to New York. He and my greedy family came to New York when he learned that I was married to Sarah Winston, the billionaire's daughter, but I refused to meet them because I didn't want their shadow to fall on Sarah and our unborn child. They left when they learned that the Winstons are now bankrupt thanks to you," He said while focusing on my eyes.

She said on the phone before she ended the call. "You should be grateful to the person that saved your mom's life. Don't be a jerk," She said to me before she finally left my room, and I released a deep sigh. My name is Connor Hughes, thirty-five years old first live-in son of the popular multi-billionaire in LA, Mr. Derek Hughes. Being the first son of the family, you can imagine the burden on me, right? I'm a depressed man hiding under the cover of being a billionaire. I am broken inside, and trying to heal from the pain of years ago that has turned me into a bitter man up until now.

"How do you mean? He asked. "The young boy, who just lost her parents at the time, came into the school as a disguised Billionaire, making every one believe that he was in the school on scholarship, but very few persons who knew him, told us everything". She says, almost whispering this time, as if someone might be listening. "Who is this secret billionaire? He asked, getting more interested in the story. "He is Craig Anderson, the only grand son of the Anderson, the president of the Apple international technological industries". She says with a knowing smile.

Alex said his hold on his phone tightens. The remaining drive to the penthouse was complete silence. —--------- “This is just the beginning Alexander, am gonna bring you down” the man chuckled darkly whilst looking at his phone, it was the trending news of the youngest billionaire with the headlines CEO of AJ styles returns to the states after his father's death. “I just need to find some kind of weakness to wreck you complete now that you are back” he mutters to himself and receives a call. “Sir the job is done, it's all over the internet” the caller said. And the man smiled “Yes, you will get your pay before midnight” he replied and ended the call.

I know I was supposed to be angry at her for what she did to my father's company but found myself being so proud of her It feels good seeing how a group of wealthy millionaires and billionaires are scared of one woman but she's not just a woman, she's a temptress, a rich and powerful zillionaire I couldn't believe I lost her years ago out of my stupidity but I'm not giving up on her neither I'm I giving up on our cute sons "Son, what is your next plan?" Dad asked looking at me, I actually came to the hospital to visit Dad, he's been recovering quickly after hearing that Ava is back, but they were more happier when I told them about the kids I guess would be mine

He surged closer to rod and patted his shoulders. “Do you realize who you are? You are rod Benson. That name is worth over ten billion dollars. Your father is the richest tycoon in New York he has made many poor men billionaires, including me. Today you are struggling to meet your needs. You are squatting with me. You have no bulky bank account. You are broke today because of a silly decision that will lead you nowhere. Return to your father, marry Opula, father your child, be rich and have peace of mind.”

He said, throwing the divorce papers in my face. I leave the room very humiliated and pissed off. Who does this man even think he is? When I expected him and his daughter to come begging me on their knees to ask me for a job in the company. I wanted to see them crawling at my feet and licking the floor. I wanted to see them become like tramps, less than nothing. But here I am more disappointed. And to think that they didn't even waste time finding another job at such high-paying positions. To believe that they were born with luck. It's all the work of that tramp from Dinam. I thought I was done with him, but I learn that he is the son of a billionaire. Decidedly, this guy is very lucky. I re

He loathed the kind of woman his father’s lover had been—greedy, sexually available to any man who had the price of her in his pocket. He had been reluctant to return to Ralapur at first, when Anmol had succeeded their father, but Anmol had persisted, and out of love for his brother, Arni had finally given in. Even now, he wasn’t sure if he had done the right thing. The boy who had walked away from a life that held the status of being his father’s second son into an uncertain future where he would have nothing but his own abilities, had returned to the place of his birth a very wealthy man, who commanded respect not only in his own country but throughout Europe and North America as well. A b

"There is nothing I can do unless you can come up with the money in the next twelve hours. It's beyond my control." He was about to walk away, when I touched his arm. "I will come up with the money, my son is Jake Andrew's son." I said confidently. "What?" The doctor said shocked, "The billionaire Jake?" "Yes, he is my son's father." I said confidently, my whole body started shaking as soon as I realized what I had just said. "I am so sorry Ms Lila, we had no idea.. Your son will be well taken care off and I will have him moved up to one of our presidential suites.