Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Heiress

“You’d be surprised what people sell when they’re desperate. A nanny, a friend, maybe a disgruntled coworker… take your pick.” Ethan’s jaw tightened. “You’re bluffing.” “Am I?” She pulled a small envelope from her coat pocket and held it up. “Photos. The boy. The resemblance is… uncanny.” Maya’s heart stopped. “Don’t you dare,” Ethan hissed. The woman smiled faintly. “I already did. Tomorrow’s front page: The Billionaire’s Hidden Heir. Catchy, right?” Before he could react, she turned to walk away—straight into Maya’s path.

Kylie The grand estate loomed ahead, a reminder of a world I’d stepped away from years ago. As the car pulled up the sweeping drive, I took in the scene before me. The Montez estate was more than just impressive; it was intimidating in its grandeur, with its high columns, sweeping balconies, and vast gardens that stretched out in every direction. I couldn’t help but feel the weight of my surroundings, as though I were walking into a space where secrets had been kept for generations.

He truly intended to ignore her for a good while and just sat back in his armchair. "Interesting, both friends hiding things. One is a hired assassin, making a lot of money but living an ordinary life. The other is an almost trillionaire heiress pretending to be poor. What other secrets does she have? Zany Bay seems to be helping, I don't doubt that." In her room, Elizabeth was surprised when she saw Gaby arrive. She could hardly believe she could receive a visitor, but Richard had been clear; she just couldn't leave the mansion, yet she was on the verge of a breakdown in her room as she told Gaby everything she had discovered.

Many people who must have known Preston's true identity know that he never does love, he merely plays with whoever he finds interesting and when he gets tired of them, he discards them like trash. But ever since meeting Lenora, he knew she wasn't just interesting. She is different! By the time he walked out of the room, he found out that Lenora was done eating breakfast and was operating on a laptop. “What do you say your friend's name is, again?” Preston halted on his step at her question. “Rhian Hayes.” Her jaw dropped. “What?!!! Like, Rhian Hayes? The freakishly rich billionaire from the four most formidable families in Harithon? Holy shit,! Why the hell did you not tell me?!!”

“What- how did you see this, John?” Quickly, I abandoned his phone. Taking up mine, seeing that now I had a lot more notifications that before. “The hell?” The words left my lips, my mind blank, eyebrows furrowed as I tapped each and every notification. Seeing they all led to the same spot. The same type of news. “Billionaire Heiress is now in fashion!” “Beckett Heiress is into fashion.” “Eliot Beckett’s wife emerges top 10 in a community runway!”

The news of the billionaire and once-famous actress marriage was still hot on the search buttons. Many would have doubted their marriage, but since the words came from the billionaire himself, it was a confirmation beyond doubt. Many view her as a seductress, seducing the billionaire just to gain wealth. Since the rich heir wasn't good enough for her, she found a way to cling onto his uncle. But many still wondered how? She was attractive but there were other women with better social standing that came from a reputable family; she doesn't even have a good background. She was just an actress who backed out, out of the blue with unknown reasons and since then they never heard anything about he

I politely asked her and she looked like she was losing her patience. “Who else is my boyfriend? It’s your CEO! Don’t you know me?!” She raised her tone, capturing some of our people’s attention. “I would like to ask you to tone down your voice, ma’am, he’s still in the meeting and that is why I’m asking what your name is because I'm not familiar with you,” I told her. She couldn’t believe what I just said before removing her shades, my eyes widened after realizing who she was. “I’m Hayleigh Baltazar, the famous actress, and the youngest female billionaire,” She rolled her eyes.

Jesse had snapped and then left. The girl was either dating Ray or she was close to doing so. As stoic as Ray was, he wouldn’t be able to resist such an attractive, young woman like that but for so long. Despite his demeanor, he was still a flesh and blood man. G****e pulled up several articles with the words Ava and Los Angeles. The first five articles she scanned were no help. But the sixth article . . . The L.A. Times One Million Dollar Reward for Billionaire Heiress

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

She wished it could work, that she would just forget about him and move on like they never met, but it was completely impossible. "Maria, we are here to help you heal. The two men right in front of you are also very well known billionaires that want you to model for their brand. They also have good offers that wouldn't just turn you from one of the most successful billionaire heiress, but to a super, super super, independent billionaire heiress," her mom convinced.