Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Lost Love Revival

The truth is far more humiliating. Ever since Eva left, I’ve been filling my days with kitty parties and gambling, desperately trying to stave off the crushing loneliness. But luck has not been on my side, and I’ve lost more than just money. Some of my most precious jewelry, family heirlooms, and symbols of my past, have slipped through my fingers in my futile attempts to win.

She finally mustered up the courage to look up at her cousin who just asked about her personal life and smiled, “it’s the truth. I haven’t seen my dear husband in six months” Six months was a bit of an understatement. Four years she’s been married to the number one business mogul in the world, four years and she could count the number of times spent with her dear husband Damien Castillo. Seeing the twinge of pity at the corner of her cousin’s eye she sighed deeply, “Come on Jeff. You know my matrimony isn’t the regular- “I don’t care Eva. You should leave him.” “I can’t” “Why??’. Raising his voice in disbelief.

This set of accessories had caused a massive sensation in Green city, he had personally designed it and there was a story behind it, it had been auctioned off in one of the biggest auction houses and lots of ladies were bidding for it, everyone wanted to own a single pair of this accessories. The set of accessories had been auctioned off individually and Draco learned that it was sold off at a high price, he was surprised that the eldest miss had not only bought the necklace, she had even gotten the bracelet and earrings. " This set of accessories was called ' a lover's present', it was personally designed by me, and each pair of accessory had a starting bid of two hundred million, I'm quite

I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer to anyone who was listening. Then, a voice cut through the chaos, clear and unmistakably female. "Two million dollars." The room fell silent. All eyes turned to the source of the voice, a young woman sitting at a table near the back. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes were fixed on me. The auctioneer hesitated for a moment, then spoke up. "Two million dollars, going once... going twice..." I held my breath, hardly daring to believe what was happening. The old man had dropped out of the bidding, but this woman was offering three times as much as anyone else. Who was she? And why was she willing to spend so much money on me?

Valerie interrupted. “I love you so much Valerie, but the past few months have been so hard on me. I battled accepting you didn’t love, and left. I came back when I was about to lose you to death. When you came back to life I got your heart and it made me so happy that you had finally accepted me into your life. When you accepted my marriage proposal, I was happiest. Just when l had my happiest moment, it was taken from me again. Stolen. Robbed from me. And now, from being a billionaire and CEO, I’m a prisoner,” he explained. “But you still are a billionaire. You still…”

"You vanished three months before our wedding. You were a multi-billionaire. You had entire blocks named after you. You built schools, funded hospitals... you ran half of Hudsonville from behind the curtain. And then you disappeared. Just like that." He blinked. "I don’t remember any of that." I leaned in, resting my chin on his chest. "You were everything. To everyone. But to me... you were just Kian. The man who loved tea more than coffee, who danced when no one was looking, who read poetry aloud on stormy nights." He chuckled. "Sounds dreamy." I nudged him gently. "Don’t mock." "I’m not," he said softly. "I’m just trying to understand. But none of that feels real to me. I can’t imagine my

After all, Boss Blue wouldn't marry someone who isn't beautiful. “You're so close to our family doctor, huh,” Boss Blue broke the silence. “Is he one of the men you're trying to win over?” He asked me. “Well, I can't blame you if you are. He's the son of one of the best doctors in Asia. He's rich and single.” I stopped stroking Beatrice's soft hair and looked up. I saw Boss Blue looking at me through his rearview mirror. I don't know if I should be offended or what by what he said. Is that how he sees me?

’ Even if I died today, it doesn't mean that Ace Kings would love me or even be remorseful about what he did. Every day, it was a struggle to get out of bed and face the world outside these four walls. I spent hours wallowing in self-pity, replaying every moment leading up to my decision to leave Ace. ‘Does he even feel bad that I left??’ ‘Was that how much he hated me?’ ‘Not to even give a fuck about where I am, or how I was doing even though he knew that I had no one else but him.’ ‘Are all billionaires assholes? Or I just happened to be unfortunate and married the only asshole that exists among them?’