Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Masquerade Cast

She nodded in agreement. Ashton took a better look at her. Her head was still bandaged properly and she was still connected to a drip. He sighed tiredly. "Stay with her Zachary, There's something I have to do." --- "Jace Lockhart, it says here that you are quite the debt owner. You borrowed 15 million from Mr. Sanchez and now he wants you to pay back. What do you have to say about this Mr. Lockhart?" Jace said nothing, he remained calm. Peterson sighed tiredly. "I'm telling you for the last time Mr. Lockhart, you remaining silence means you are guilty as charged."

“What makes you think I am going to come to one of those boring party with you? I told you I don't want to be seen with you in public, are you rebelling?“ May asked him, her arms crossed on her body. He chuckled a bit, then his face went serious when he saw her glare. She had always heard stories about clingy billionaires like him who thinks the world revolves around them. He promised to protect her, is he going to break that promise this soon? “It's a mask party. You don't have to show your face, you can continue being a mystery woman.“ He replied her. A masked party? What's this? Halloween happened already and she is not aware? Why does rich people like these boring mask parties? What if s

Was she doing something shady? After hours of searching, I got tired and decided to stop by a nearby restaurant for a drink. I ordered something quick, but as soon as the waitress handed me my cup, something about her face made me pause. She looked… familiar. When she walked away, I glanced back at the picture I had been given for identification—and my eyes widened. The resemblance wasn’t just close—it was perfect. She was working? I stared at the picture again, then at her. There was no mistaking it. Mrs. Knight, the billionaire’s wife, was working as a waitress. My mind was spinning. Why would she be doing this? What reason could she possibly have?

Knowing this, Nevaeh has impressed me on different levels. I knew that Mason Miller had a second daughter who I seriously thought would be like her older sister. Her older sister was a well-known model, but she was also known in the business industry as somehow who was cunning and manipulative. She has been seen with plenty of business bachelors which were new faces in the business industry. However, the very confusing thing was that after a couple of months the new faced bachelors suddenly became bankrupt overnight and she dumped them and moved onto her next prey as nothing had happened.

Malakai The Grand Regent Theater was a sprawling monument to old money and high-society sins. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen rain from the vaulted, gold-leaf ceilings, casting a heavy, opulent glow over the sea of the city's elite. Velvet drapes muffled the low murmur of million-dollar bids, and tonight, every face was hidden behind an exquisite, aristocratic mask. A masquerade auction. The perfect playground for monsters.

"I thought she'd be prettier." "I heard Adrian barely speaks to her." I kept walking, smiling, steadily catching my breath and trying to survive. The same way I always did. Inside, the ballroom glittered beneath enormous crystal chandeliers. Women in designer dresses drifted from table to table carrying teacups and gossip in equal measure. Men gathered near the auction displays discussing business. Everyone looked wealthy and polished. They looked like they belonged. Everyone except me. The realization settled heavily on my chest. I didn't belong with the Rowans.

--- The Gala Games Inside, the gala was a masterpiece of wealth and power. Golden light was cast throughout the room by crystal chandeliers. Waiters weaved through the crowd, carrying trays of champagne and hors d’oeuvres. In the background, a live orchestra sang soft classical music. Everywhere she looked, politicians, CEOs, and celebrities mingled, their laughter smooth and practiced. Leila had spent years writing about this world, exposing its corruption. Now she was pretending to be part of it. Adrian guided her toward a group of business moguls, greeting them with his signature charm.

The night air was thick with the scent of power, money, and sin. The Graves Estate stood like a fortress, a mansion of glass and steel, looming over the city like a kingdom of shadows. Inside, the annual masquerade ball was in full swing—New York’s most powerful figures dressed in black and gold, their faces hidden behind delicate masks. Elena stepped into the grand hall, her gown a deep shade of crimson, a color that spoke of war and temptation. She wasn’t here to blend in. She was here to be seen. The room was alive with whispers. Who was she?

He teased and I just ignored his comment. After a while, we arrived at Barone's mansion and I can see many familiar people. Leonardo Barone is one of the most important drug dealers in the mafia world, so he has many connections. I started doing business with him before my wedding but he was not able to attend it. He was married before but that was a business deal and when he found out his ex-wife was cheating on him, he just shot both of them and the rest of their family. He is a good person other than that. Due to Leonardo being an important person in the mob there were also many foreign people here. I do see the Spanish, French, Asians but not American. Maybe Chris is still warming up to

We had a list of names on there of men who I was sure thought they'd escaped because their money and names had shrouded them but these fucks would soon be visited in the dead of night. There was about to be an outbreak of something deadly among the world's elite. Couldn't make it too bloody though I'd like to cut their fucking heads off. But that would definitely raise some questions. I kept my wife isolated from it all, those first few days I dedicated to making sure she was healing properly in body and mind. We found her a doctor that was a nice fit for both of us. She'd agreed to have the sessions in house so Blossom could be comfortable in her own surroundings and I made sure I was alway