The Billionaire's Ceo Runaway Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

We get into his car and drive over to the party. "What made you change your mind about going?" he asks as we drive over to the Howard estate. "Grandma called and do you know what? she's right. I can't just let Emma get away with everything. Alexander is my husband, it may not be a love match, he may have plans of divorcing me when grandma passes and with the fact we aren't expected to have children during this marriage. He has no legal or moral obligation to me but for as long my name is still on that certificate. I need to act like and fulfill my duties as his wife." I ramble all of this to him. He just smiles and cheers me on and we both end up laughing and joking the whole ride there.

I slid off his lap and headed for the bathroom. Under the blast of the hot water, I did indeed think. I thought about his absurd, generous, terrifying proposal. I thought about the look in his eyes, which wasn’t manipulative, but horrifyingly sincere. I thought about the fact that nothing in life, especially not a man who looked like that and talked about marriage, was ever free. You couldn’t just ‘trial run’ a relationship with a billionaire CEO. There would be interest. There would be hidden fees. There would be emotional compound interest that would bankrupt your soul.

A Zillionaire who had hidden his identity and gone to work in a restaurant. A self-made female billionaire who had pursued him not knowing who he was. A legal agreement signed at a kitchen table in the middle of the night without hesitation. A wedding that had gone ahead despite a pregnancy claim and an article published the day before. Each of those elements was individually sufficient to generate significant coverage. Together they were the kind of story that the press recognised immediately as rare and moved on accordingly. Then the paternity claim had been filed. Then the DNA test had been submitted. Then Kelvin had disappeared.

“She said Cassie looks exactly like her mother, and is yet to give her the documents she needs to claim everything that belongs to her, and she’s out here married to some man she won’t even name. Even Mom knows about him, and she keeps saying that man is going to help her take everything back. I swear, sometimes it feels like I’m not even their son with the way they talk about her.” Franklin went completely still on the other end of the line, the silence stretching just long enough to say everything words couldn’t. His wife had no idea she was sitting on a legacy worth billions, and yet she had already built her own empire from the ground up, step by step, without leaning on any of it.

“He told you about it, and you turned him down. Why, Celine? Why would you turn away our destiny help? Do you realize who he is?” My hands clenched into fists, but I fought to keep my voice steady. “You’re kidding, right?” My words came out shaky. “You actually expect me to marry him?” “Of course, I’m serious! You should have said yes! He’s the CEO of Dickson Limited—a multi-million dollar company. Do you know how rare an opportunity this is?” I felt the room closing in around me, my breath hitching in disbelief. “You mean... you want me to be with a man old enough to be my father? His son could be older than me!” I could feel the bile rise in my throat as I struggled to keep from shouting.

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

Owned me. “Asshole,” I muttered, pulling the sheet up over my naked body as the bathroom door clicked shut behind him. I lay there staring at the ceiling, my chest still heaving, trying to piece together how my life had become this. A year ago, I was just Serena Vale. An event planner scraping by in New York, fighting to keep my younger brother Lucas alive. Now I was Mrs Caspian Laurent. Wife to the ruthless billionaire CEO of Laurent International. Trapped in a marriage built on lies, scandal, and control.

By the time Lena left the studio, the damage had already spread. Her phone would not stop vibrating. Messages stacked on top of each other. Missed calls from board members. From her assistant. From numbers she did not even recognize. Notifications from news platforms. From gossip blogs. From financial analysts suddenly interested in her personal life. CEO of King’s Enterprises Exposed. Secret Marriage to Billionaire businessman Julian Black. Public Meltdown at Magazine Shoot. Lena did not open any of it.

The woman continued in a cold tone. "A contract marriage with the CEO of Knight Group." Emily's mind went blank. The CEO of Knight Group. Everyone knew his name. Alexander Knight. The youngest billionaire in the country. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. But also known as the most dangerous man in the business world. Emily swallowed nervously. "This… this must be a joke." "It's not." "If you marry him for one year, you will receive one million dollars." Emily’s heart almost exploded. One million. Her father's surgery would be nothing compared to that.