The Billionaire's Alternate Plan Novels & Stories

She recoiled, her heart racing, taken aback by the force of his response. Neil took a step toward her, his eyes cold and unyielding. "Ivan Anderson is not a billionaire, Alysha. He's almost a trillionaire," he spat, the words hanging in the air like an ominous cloud. Alysha’s breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?” she whispered, her voice barely audible as the realization sank in. The man she had unknowingly given her heart to was not just wealthy—he was beyond comprehension. But Neil wasn’t done.

He commanded. I nodded my head. “This is my ATM card,” he snapped, handing the branded card. “It has enough money therefore buy whatever would make the birthday party interesting.” He suggested, I stood for a minute before I left. We left the mansion together before he dropped me at one of the shopping malls. The moment I entered the whispers increased, their eyes was all over me. I fist my hands unto the card while my legs shivered. “Aren't you wife of that billionaire that almost lost his daughter because of your carelessness?” One of the elderly ladies asked. I closed my face to avoid their glare further, our news was already in the public.

“No, I don't. I don't want anyone strange in my house.” “But I was a stranger and you left me in your house.” “Well, you were different.” “How different?” She asked challenging me. “You’re just different okay!” I said with finality. “Are you trying to feed a pig?” She asked with a raised eyebrow, while I was preparing her a plate. I could see that she was trying to change the subject and I was glad that she did, I didn’t want her to know how I felt because I was afraid that she would reject me. This was too comical, a billionaire mogul who could have any girl he wanted was afraid of getting rejected.

she was excited to see the city and experience the fast-paced lifestyle of a billionaire. As they arrived in New York, Max took Her to his luxurious penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park. The apartment was stunning, with sleek modern decor and breathtaking views of the city. Max showed Her around the city, taking her to fancy restaurants, exclusive clubs, and high-end boutiques.she was amazed by the luxury and opulence that surrounded her. As they walked through the streets of Manhattan, Max pointed out his various business ventures, from high-rise buildings to trendy startups. She was impressed by his entrepreneurial spirit and his ability to succeed in such a competitive environment

This alliance is essential for the future of our family. On the other hand, Mr. and Mrs. Sterling discussed the marriage to their son, Adrian. "Marriage? With Janella?" he asked, uninterested, slipping on his earphones. "No, instead of Janella. They want you to get married to their other daughter, Evelyn. Adrian, we've secured a promising alliance with the Scott," she explained, her tone carrying a hint of authority. Adrian, still engrossed in his music, removed his earphones and raised an indifferent eyebrow. "Marriage? With Evelyn? I didn't know that Scott had another daughter. I'm not interested, Mother."

Chloe asked with a confused face, while Mia frowned as well. "You know him?" Mia asked back, and Chloe rolled her eyes at her innocent question. She surely was unaware of the world. "Mia, he's 'The Alexander Ian', the Billionaire; the owner of Ian's company." Chloe explained, and Mia had her mouth hung open. Was he that famous?, she thought. "Why didn't you tell me before? What if the media comes to know about this contract? What about me? This orphanage? Everything will be exposed, she panicked and Chloe gave her a helpless look".

" I waved the envelope in his face. "Wait for me for four years. I'll come back after they forget about everything. I'm gonna get inside that empire, no matter what," I added. Mr. Bolton let out a resigned sigh. "Fine. Let's do that." 'I'll reveal the truth to the world and make sure he will lose everything.' 'In fact, I think I know where to start.'

He didn't move toward me with a flurry of questions. "Hard day," he said. It wasn't a question. "Yes," I breathed, sinking into the velvet sofa. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "Tell me about it." I opened my eyes. He was waiting. I gave him the full version. I didn't polish it. I told him about the ambush and the rival developer. I waited for the billionaire to take over. I expected him to reach for his phone and offer a strategy that would crush them by morning.

This is my problem, you don't have to worry about it. "I was just worried for you. I hurt you four years ago, but I don't want you to get hurt like before, I'm afraid that you'll fall in love with Gabriel if you can't take your son. But at that time, you'll get hurt again. After saying that, Jude sighed, "Cynthia, I can give you a sum of money which is enough for you to live on. I can give you one billion, and you can choose the life you want." "One billion?" Huh? "My dad's shares have been converted into more than that." Cynthia sneered, and walked toward the door in the end.

Automated transactions triggered unexpectedly, creating chaos within the Eleanor's financial system. -- Across the city -- Warning notifications flooded the phone of company executives. Andrew received distress call. The Eleanor Group's stock price began to fluctuate violently. Shareholders panicked. Investor scrambled to understand what was happening. Millions vanished from the company's market value within minutes. Ella remained seated calmly on the sofa, occasionally nibbling on a Cookie as though she wasn't orchestrating a financial nightmare. Beside her, Zeke's gaze darkened. He had initially assumed she wanted to browse.