Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Accidental Bride Emma Miller

Laura, grateful for my words, smiled weakly while Susie let out a sound of displeasure and stormed off a few steps ahead of us. Sorry babe, I almost called out but held my tongue. I would make it up to her later. "It's just... When we moved to Vegas, all everyone could talk about was the new Mrs Lowell. How she rose from shame to fame. And had nothing before she scored the richest man in Vegas." Laura explained and I smiled. Of course, people thought that about me. No one knew it was a bloody contract that I had been conned into by my very own fiancee. The man whom I was going to marry! He sold me to the Lowells and went on his merry way like some fucking philistine.

she asked slowly. Emma took a breath, steadying herself. “I asked someone to marry me,” she said. Lola blinked, mouth slightly open. “You’re joking,” she said in disbelief. “I’m not,” Emma replied firmly. “Who?” Lola asked, already leaning in. “Ace Blacke,” Emma said, meeting her friend’s gaze without flinching. Lola remained silent for a few seconds. Then she appeared as if she could suffocate on air. “Ace Blacke?” The Ace Blacke? The guy who despised you throughout college? "The person with the killer glare and the billion-dollar business?"

I cut his chatter, placing a soft kiss on his cheeks before moving to the red carpet. My eyes fell on the strawberry blonde hair I had not seen in years; if she was here, he should be close by. That was what I thought as I saw Emma alight her ride. Her dress was screaming wealth; at least this time, she made sure to wear an original. After Emma arrived, everyone's attention was drawn to her, the fiance of the richest man in the country and among the richest in the world, Xander De Marco. I stood from a distance wondering when was the last time I saw him.

And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortune. I turned to Eric slowly “You’re a billionaire,” I blurted, as I practically shoved my phone in his face. “You’re a billionaire heir. Why didn’t you tell me?!” He froze, eyes widening slightly as he saw the video. “Sienna, I—” “No, don’t ‘Sienna’ me! Why is the internet calling you a billionaire heir?!” He raised his palms gently, like he was approaching a startled animal. “Let’s breathe for a moment. We were about to go get breakfast. Why don't we eat first and I promise I’ll explain anything you want to know.”

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Noah said, voicing out his worries. I paused, narrowing my eyes at him. "You're not a celebrity, are you?" Please say no, or my life will be the garbage of molded peanuts. "Noah Hudson. A 27-year-old billionaire chef of Bulgario Five star Hotels and Resorts. Find out more about his lifestyle-" Hailey increased the volume of the YouTube Video. My eyes widened more than before as I slowly disgested on how my life was not about just getting stuck with some strange handsome man but with a billionaire who's famous all around the world.

ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A BILLIONAIRE Chapter sixty three (Damien?) Minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days by the time they knew it, four days have passed and with each passing day, it drew them closer to a New year. This Emily was expecting because it would be her first time spending it with Damien. Emily never thought she would come this far in life neither did she think she would be happy and married to a man who wasn't Richard well fate always seems to twist things.

Sarah giggled. “Why not get get married to him then?” Chloe wiped her tears as they rolled down, “He is a billionaire right? And you love material things, you should just get married to him and..” “How dare you speak to me like that!” Sarah flared and tried to move closer to Chloe, but Isabella stopped her. “You don’t have to do anything Sarah, she will get married, whether she likes it or not.”

But Marcus would not be making the same mistake again very quickly, Taylor mused as he glared at the train for all of his anger. His car had run into a lady, causing her a fatal accident, but he had behaved like a foolish hit and run driver by abandoning the girl in her pool of blood, despite how wealthy he was. And there it was, splashed all over the page of a tabloid: his personality and reputation, picked over and mocked at for one silly mistake. "SHOCK ANNOUNCEMENT: YOUNG WOMAN, ALICIA MESSI, HIT BY BILLIONAIRE CEO TAYLOR SCHULTZ WHO THEN FLEES SCENE. IS HIS WEALTH THE REASON FOR HIS COLD-HEARTEDNESS?"

Mike struggled to find the correct words as he stammered, "H-Hi, I’m Mike Williams. I-I’m your Fiancé.” Emma’s face creased in confusion, her mind grappling to recall their past. “My fiancé?” She echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. “ I don’t think I know him. Was I engaged?” Linda, feeling the weight of the moment, reached out and gently held her hands. “Honey, please don’t worry too much,” She soothed her. “You had introduced him to me as your fiancé before the accident.”