Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Alternate Plan

The realization felt so surreal it left him momentarily overwhelmed. After a while, he seemed to regain his composure and reached out his hand towards Yan Anna. Yan Anna quickly stepped back, reacting like a startled rabbit instinctively trying to escape. Andrew Luxton frowned slightly, perplexed by her timidity. "Take my arm, let's go. You don't want to stay here, do you?" She shook her head vigorously. "I don't dislike the baby, but I don't have the means to raise him." "Then you think I'm dead?" He blurted out, his voice raised. Seeing her eyes rimmed with red, looking pitiful like a scared rabbit, he quickly softened his tone. "I am the child's father; I will take responsibility."

But the other part, the wary part, urged her to wait. If she was going to survive this, she needed to be careful. She had already let herself get blindsided once. She wouldn’t make that mistake again. --- Adrian sat behind his desk, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the screen in front of him. The latest article from Mercer’s camp flashed in bold letters. "Billionaire’s Marriage Scandal: Was It All a Lie?" His grip on the mouse tightened as he scrolled through the article, filled with more insinuations, more half-truths. Mercer was relentless.

I murmured, even though the weight of hopelessness settled heavy in my chest. "But listen," Annabelle said quickly. "There’s this company—Gold Enterprises. They’re hiring, and maybe if you get in, you could find a way to get what you need." "Gold Enterprises?" "Yeah, they’re crazy rich, babe. It’s worth a shot." She sent me the address, and I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t have the luxury of waiting or second-guessing myself. I had no other options. --- The massive structure of Gold Enterprises loomed over me, its glass windows reflecting the city lights, its golden accents shining like an emblem of untouchable wealth. Just standing in front of it made me feel small. Insignificant.

“I know how it sounds, baby. I do. And if there was any other way, believe me, I’d take it. But this… this is our last shot.” I looked away, biting hard on the inside of my cheek to keep the tears from falling. My thoughts were spinning. One heartbreak wasn’t enough and now I am being sold to another man that I know nothing about. “And who is he? This man, that wants to marry me.” I asked. “He’s a billionaire,” my dad said carefully. “He’s powerful and well-connected. He promised full financial backing. He said he’d save the business, wipe out all our debts and not just that.. he wants to grow and expand it and then us global.” I’m

She needed him to know that,if he destroys their plan,then she won't have any other choice than to let him handle it on his own. Which she's sure,he can't. He's only a doctor,who's only good at saving lives,not taking them. She placed a call through to Denver. “ Just make an arrangement for the money he asked for,and go with it”.

“You’re blinded by money. He doesn’t love you. The earlier you realize that, the better. I’m the one leaving after nine months, not you. And if I should take my baby, you’ll become nothing but a story of the past.” Her eyes flashed with pure hatred. “Your baby? That child is ours. You’re just the incubator. Nothing more!” The billionaire finally stepped between us, raising his hands. “It’s okay. It’s alright. Calm down, now!” I shoved his hand away forcefully. “Don’t fucking tell me it’s alright! What do you think you are? And why would you want to act like the good guy here?” She opened her mouth to reply, but the billionaire raised his hand again. “Enough!”

I wasn't the man I used to be, but I wasn't a beggar either. My father thought he had stripped me of everything when Rachelle took the majority stake in Santoro Global. He was wrong. A Santoro always has a "Plan B," and mine was a private equity fund in the Cayman Islands that even the International Crime Commission couldn't touch. I was still a billionaire, but now I was a ghost billionaire. A king without a public throne.

She stepped perfectly into his space, her immaculate white silk robe sweeping across the pristine floor of the yacht. "I do not care about the money!" Lucian roared, a deafening, demonic vibration that physically shook the heavy mahogany desk. He didn't care about the billions. He cared about the microscopic life she had just discovered she was carrying. "Let Darius have the glass. Let him have the legitimate banks. I will keep you on this ship, completely hidden in the dark, and I will physically dismantle his empire brick by brick from the shadows." "You cannot dismantle Wall Street with a combat blade," Zara whispered fiercely, her icy blue eyes locking directly into his feral inferno. "A

He was entirely unaware that his discarded wife had just evolved into an apex predator with a billion – pound war chest and a private army. To catch a billionaire rat, I needed a rat of my own. Someone who knew exactly how to chew through the complex legal wiring of high finance. "Franco," I said, not taking my eyes off the ocean. "I’ve changed my mind. Cancel the medical transport to London." On the floor, Brent let out a pathetic, whimpering sound. He buried his face in his hands. He thought I was going to have him killed right there on the glass – strewn tiles.

I announced with full of joy in my eyes. "But don't you think if it's only a trap?" My dad doubted. "No dad, because Blaze really gave up his rank and he's planning to live in the human world. He wants to forget about the past and live normally like a human. And dad, he had already forgiven you." "Poor child. He's a strong Alpha. There's no doubt about it when he defeated me. But why would he choose to live as a human?" My dad wondered. "Dad, let's just say that love conquers all. He proposed to marry me, dad. And he wanted to live with me in the human world where we could find peace."