The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Cast Novels & Stories

Now, her hands were folded behind her back, and she looked as though she was shaking. Adrian looked between Tim and Britney before raising a questioning eyebrow at the both of them. “Do I know you?” he asked Britney, who found herself swallowing the lump in her throat because she was so nervous and scared of Adrian. “Yes, yes, sir. You might not know me, but you just purchased the chain of our hotels a few weeks ago,” she stuttered as she explained herself. Even Tim was looking at Britney with a confused expression on his face as he realized that Evelina was married to someone who was ultimately his fiancée’s boss.

Who also happened to be a billionaire. Which once again, didn't make sense. Why did he want me to live with him? Was that because- I felt my face heating up before I shook my head again. "I'd never do that, Stella." There was silence after that. I didn't want to think about this anymore. I didn't want to think about Ace and his intentions behind that...stupid deal. "Ace brought you here, didn't he?" She asked. I looked at her in surprise, clearly taken aback by that question. How in the hell did she know that? Had she seen us in the driveway?

He looked over to the table by his side, and picked up something and stretched it towards her. Aria grabbed it with shaky hands, eyes scanning through it. It was unbelievable. Reflexively, her hands flew to her mouth. She had gotten married to the stranger whose name was Robert Lincoln, judging from the marriage certificate. No wonder, she had the ring on her finger. She raised her gaze to face him, his expression was a complete contrast to hers. He did not share in her horror, he was completely fine. His calmless annoyed her. What sort of a man is this?

She sank to the floor, covering her face with her hands. “I was a fool for agreeing to marry into your family. I was blind back then. I thought I’d live a good life by marrying into the Lazaro family, but I didn’t expect to fall into this abyss. You’re the eldest son, but they don’t plan to pass any of your family’s wealth down to you because you allowed Hadrianna to marry Desmond.” Alberto approached his wife and wrapped her in his arms. “Your father said all I had to do was marry you, and I wouldn’t have to worry about anything else. But what is this hell we’re living in now? Your entire family lives in a vast villa near the mansion, yet why don’t we?”

Hearing him acknowledge her abilities so directly left her strangely unsettled. Fortunately, the shock only lasted a few seconds. Then common sense returned. "Competent people don't marry their bosses." "They do if the offer is good enough." There it was. The billionaire. The man who had spent so much of his life surrounded by wealth that he genuinely believed every problem had a price tag attached to it. No matter how serious the situation became, his first instinct was still to solve it with money. Charlotte slowly folded her arms across her chest and fixed him with a skeptical look.

"Really? Is Mia short of money? Wasn't she known as a wealthy heiress herself? This can't be true!" "Oh my gosh. Mia is my goddess! How could she do such a thing?" "Wait! Wait! Haven't you noticed the main point? Mia is already married! She married Charles Smith, the president of Glory Group! Her husband is so rich! This news is definitely fake! It must be defaming Mia!" Mia’s fans spoke up at the right time, "That's right! Mimi comes from a wealthy family. Both she and her husband are so rich! Any woman would know who to choose between Charles and Alexander, right?"

She says and the entire crowd bursts into laughter. "All the way from Boston, he was crowned America's most eligible billionaire bachelor foe three years in a row by Vogue, but he dropped the title after he marries american beauty Willow daughter of one the greatest oil producers in the world. He still didn't drop a title. The youngest billionaire in the world and fifth most richest person, here with his wife, please say hi to them," She says and I raise my hands in the air. They applaud for the both of us and I smile a them. They continued with the event as Luciano skates over to me.

"The head of security mentioned he stepped out to take a call. You know how the Kingston board is, even on their wedding day. The merger documents for the Shanghai expansion were finalized this morning. He’s likely just securing his legacy before he officially begins his life with you." Sophia nodded, forcing herself to believe the narrative. She had spent the last year navigating Alexander’s world, learning that for a man of his stature, love was rarely an island; it was a kingdom, and kingdoms required constant tending. Still, a strange, hollow sensation bloomed in her chest. She turned away from the mirror, her heels clicking against the marble floor as she paced the length of the bridal

Love, Emily. Richard's vision blurred. He clutched the letter tightly against his chest. "I'm so sorry..." Downstairs... Margaret's phone suddenly rang. She answered lazily. "Hello?" A cheerful voice replied, "Congratulations!" Margaret frowned. "For what?" "I just saw the news online." "What news?" "The billionaire wedding!" "They're saying Alexander Blackwood got married after the bride disappeared." Margaret laughed. "So?" "The replacement bride looks exactly like your stepdaughter." Margaret's smile disappeared.

I breathed out, slumping onto the edge of the bed with a soft thud. My shoulders drooped. The silence in the room only made me more aware of how unprepared I felt. Being married to a billionaire didn’t automatically mean you knew how to dress the part. There were expectations—silent, loud, and always hovering. I was supposed to look elegant, put-together… untouchable. But right now, I looked like someone who barely rolled out of bed in an old shirt that used to be white. I dragged my fingers through my hair and glanced at the mirror across the room. My reflection stared back—plain, unsure, and still trying to figure things out.