The Billionaire's Fake Wife Novels & Stories

She shifted her glasses uncomfortably and sighed again. "Well, we could work something out. The other lady isn't here, but you are, so yes, we can work something out. All you have to do is disguise as Dominique Wilkins now, till I change the paperwork. And you must not tell a soul, okay?" Dominique threw her hands over the old lady. "Thank you so much. I promise to be punctual and diligent too. And also, no one is going to know, okay? Trust me." she winked at the old lady.

"Brought my grandson home? Cute. But Alex isn't yours alone. I have custody papers faked, but ironclad. Sign the empire back, or lose him." Ethan's blood boiled, but he kept cool. "Fuck you. Try it." He hung up, and with Noah's nod, they geared up lawyers on speed dial, feds alerted. Yet, Richard struck fast: Paparazzi swarmed the building, headlines screaming *Billionaire's Secret Love Child! Gay Fiancé Steals Family?*

“We married quietly and decided tonight would be the moment we went public.” “So basically,” I said slowly, “we’re faking a love story.” “We’re controlling a narrative.” “Ah yes,” I nodded thoughtfully. “The billionaire version of being fake.” His jaw moved slightly. “You will smile,” he continued, “you will stay close to me, and you will behave like a woman who adores her husband.” I tilted my head. “And if I don’t?” His gaze dropped briefly to the diamond on my finger. “You like your brother free.”

Jack was caught off guard by her actions, and she pushed him in front of Caroline before he could react. Vivian was completely out of control at the moment. "He's your husband, right? Oh, I know. You worked so hard to become the CEO to support him, right?" Then, she mocked Caroline, saying, "Your husband is a poor man who can only rely on you!" Caroline rubbed her temples and said coldly, "Are you done messing around, Vivian?" "What's wrong? Are you unwilling to admit it, even after you married him?" Vivian had really gone insane. She was so furious that she couldn't find a way to upset Caroline. So she had no choice but to take advantage of the fact that her husband was an ordinary person.

Alex said, resolute. Emily's smile reduced and her brow furrowed in confusion. She nodded at Alex for him to continue. “I want you to be my wife," Alex finally blurted out. Emily's eyes widened in surprise, her mouth opened in shock. It wasn't a big deal for Alex to propose such an offer to any girls. He's a young billionaire and handsome at the same time. Moreover, he's a playboy and every lady is dying to be with him for just one day so who wouldn't want to be his fake wife?

People would think because I married a billionaire and appeared on TV, then I was suddenly a billionaire too. "That's not true. I plan on giving you part of the payment tonight and then I'll try and pay the rest by next week." I said in a pleading tone. "Why don't you ask your billionaire husband for help? I'm sure he wouldn't want his wife to be thrown out on the streets." He said with a cunning smile. "I can't- do that." I shuttered, not knowing how to explain to him that I wasn't Allen's real bride, I was just a substitute.

"So, what does he expect you to do with these babies? Is he that stupid? Look, I don't care about what he calls himself, billionaire, philanthropist? Name it, I'll face him by myself, only if you will permit me." "I have a certain Irene who's working towards disrupting the wedding, she made a fake credit card to frame him as a fraudster." "What? You think they will believe that? They know he's a billionaire, they don't believe he can do such." "They'll believe upon evidence." Lilian nodded, "They could, wow, that's a perfect idea, it will humble him." "I'm only afraid it will tarnish his image," "Do you know the number of people mocking you in the secret, do you know some that can mock you t

Mocking. “Well, of course,” Ellie said lazily. “She’s already planned everything.” Kate stopped speaking. Ellie leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. “This was always the goal, wasn’t it honey ? The money. The comfort. The lifestyle.” Her gaze slid over Kate deliberately. “You wanted to be a billionaire’s wife so badly you schemed your way into his life. How desperate ” Kate didn’t react. She had learned long ago that silence hurt more than words. “All poor people are the same,” Ellie continued lightly. “They grab whatever opportunity they can even if it means stealing someone else’s life.”

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