Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Ceo Runaway Wife

Her voice sounded so concerned. "That Chase? He said we're going to get married today!" I said and palmed my face. "He's so convinced that I am Reese, that I left him for unknown reason and now he's not going to allow me to escape anymore and will force me to a shotgun marriage. This is insane!" "Oh my goodness, am I hearing it all right? That famous bachelor wants to marry you? You'll be an instant billionaire's wife if that's the case then!" she said in glee.

Yes, I'm going to marry a billionaire named Lexus Clark Salvatore. Good luck to me. Really.

“I have no time for riddles. Shut the door on your way out,” I was prepared to return to work but then she spun around to face me, still smiling sinisterly. “You got her pregnant before me, and you thought to yourself that you didn’t need me around anymore. You suddenly ended your deal with my dad, and decided to end our relationship so as to marry that street girl, to clean up the mess of having a baby mama. You want to keep your reputation astounding, and be the perfect billionaire. The one with no drama. It’s either this or you’ve somehow managed to get a better business offer from whoever led you to her,”

"You are smarter than I thought, Dani. I must congratulate you on your big brains!" "What are you talking about?" "You meet a billionaire. You sùck his dìck and swallow his sperms. That sweet little session leads to a rich ring. You become his legal wife. But billionaires divorce their wives all the time and replace them with some bimbo with nice boobs. You don't want to be that bitter divorced wife left with nothing but a broken heart. So you get a baby in a blink. Marriages end all the time. But babies are forever. So you trap him with a bunch of babies. That way even if he divorces you, he can still pour millions into child support every month. And you'll never have to work a day in your

But what really caught my attention was the fact that she was married to a powerful billionaire. I raised an eyebrow, scanning the resume again to make sure I hadn't missed anything. But no, it was right there in black and white. Sophia was married to one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the world. I shook my head, trying to understand why Sophia would need a job when she was already married to a billionaire. Did she get bored with her life of luxury and decide to pursue a career? Or was there something more to it? As I pondered these questions, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity. Who was Sophia, really? What was her story, and why was she so determined to work for me

Yesterday, she remembered booking room 9999, but today the key card said 6666, and her clothes were in that room, so she assumed she must have made a mistake. Dante woke up, looked around, but saw no one. He was slightly annoyed—the woman from last night was nowhere to be found. Dante frowned and rubbed his head, which was still aching from the previous night. On the table, he noticed a stack of cash and a note that read, "I only have $1,000. Please accept it." Dante sneered; the woman had mistaken him for a gigolo. In the CEO's suite, a man entered, bowing respectfully to Dante. By now, Dante had changed into a black suit and was seated at his desk.

“You’re going to do great, and Elena Matthews is going to be so lucky to have you in charge of her wardrobe. In fact, if she has even one single complaint about your work, then she’s an idiot and deserves to be hit on the head.” She shakes her head, laughing. “Stop saying things like that, silly. If her husband finds out you called his wife an idiot, he won’t be too happy. You know they’re the most romantic couple ever, right? It’s all anyone talks about in the tabloids. He actually bought a whole town and built a resort just to keep his wife away from all the craziness that comes with the spotlight. Do you have any idea how sweet that is? It’s not every day a billionaire turns into a romant

she scoffed at the thought of that. "Oh, it occurred to me that you don't have a good memory". She walks around her in circles . "Let me remind you, I'm Daisy Campbell; Milo Kai Anton's wife. What is he again...?" She tapped her index finger at the corner of her lips. "Ye...yes, I heard is a Billionaire. I heard he owns Westwood city". Elleney stared at her in a daze, but she didn't stop. She continued "...it can be safe to say that he is a robber, probably a kidnapper because...".

He started with the smallest like the restaurants and cafes followed by the many other small international businesses which people paid huge sums of money for and all the while, Kaden felt like he was equally going to have a heart attack, his pregnant wife had run away from him and now, everything that he and his family owned was all going to be taken away in just a blink of an eye. "And lastly Leighton industries," Mr Alonzo announced and Kaden let out a sad tired breath, trying to keep himself together. " Two million dollars for Leighton industries anyone!" Someone from the crowned yelled, "five million!" while another yelled "ten million!" Kaden couldn't help but shed a tear when he saw

He'd told her with his usual care free grin. "Just because I'm marrying you, doesn't mean I can't get things for myself. I've lived on my own so far and can do so in the future regardless of the fact who my husband is." She'd shot right back, titling her chin up at him. He'd stared at her, looking exasperated before looking up at the roof of the car they were sitting inside. Turning his head towards her, he'd explained patiently, "Not that I'm bragging or anything, but you're going to be marrying a billionaire. Once we're out in the public as a couple, the media will scrutinize your every move starting from the way you act around others right down to the kind of shoes you wear and I don't wa