The Billionaire’s Secret Daughter Novels & Stories

**“Damian Cavendish: Secret Heir Revealed!” She clicked the video. Grainy footage of her and Julian leaving the penthouse played, Damian’s security team blurred in the background. A narrator’s voice declared, “Sources confirm that billionaire Damian Cavendish has a secret son with his former fiancée, Sienna Blake…” The words blurred in her mind. She couldn’t breathe. “They weren’t supposed to release this,” Sienna whispered. Cole nodded grimly. “We’re doubling security. No one’s getting close.” Her thoughts spiraled. “Julian… does he know?”

Angela said reassuringly. However, it was in vain. Helena remembered all the bad things Janet had done to her, even until the end of her life she never considered herself a daughter-in-law, this was the first time Janet said it proudly after Helena introduced herself to the public as the daughter of a billionaire. This world is indeed small and foreign. Will Helena continue to meet members of the Frazie family who Helena knows have so many connections from various circles, maybe even with the owner of the spa building? If not, what would Janet do there if there were no connections? Usually Janet would not come to a place she didn't know.

“I don't need to see him, Mizza! The world is full of women who want to get along at someone else's expense, especially when that someone is a billionaire with a soft heart like our son.” “Dad... I've already done the DNA test and I'm sure it's my son. Besides, you don't have to worry, Donna isn't the kind of woman who's an opportunist when it comes to other people's business. She chases her own dreams, she's a hard-working woman who doesn't take anything that's hers for granted.”

In the old Brooklyn apartment. Standing in the doorway. Waving goodbye to Mrs. Alvarez. The timestamp: 2026. Elena’s heart stopped. The voice spoke again. “I have more. Much more. The next demand is thirty million. And I want the name. Legally. Alexander Voss Jr. On the family tree. On the will. On everything. Or tomorrow morning the world sees what Nia knew. And what she hid.” The line went dead. Elena stared at the photo. Her youngest daughter.

“Nathaniel… I mean… You don’t really have to do that. My mother’s the-” “She permitted me to do this. She also agreed that there’s no one else who deserves this but you and Raya. I know it’s barely enough compensation for everything, but I think I can live with myself better after this.” The excitement that the news brought was mighty. If I weren’t seated, I would be jumping like I have springs on my feet. “So, our daughter’s now a billionaire?” He laughed. “Yes. Isn’t that amazing? She became a billionaire before me.”

He didn’t reach for her, but the demand in his posture was absolute. “That ends today, Vivian,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. “I lost ten years. I won’t lose another minute. You will tell him the truth, and I will be his father. You may have the land, but you don't own the right to keep my son from me. I will fight you with every resource I have until I get my family back.” Vivian stared into the eyes that mirrored her son’s, recognizing the determined, unyielding man she once loved. This wasn't the fleeting summer lover; this was Elias Thorne, the architect of global deals, and he had just made her his new, non-negotiable objective.

"Because tomorrow, front page - 'Billionaire Blackwood Buys Hospital To Hide Love Child Scandal - DNA Fake?' Let's see how long your fairy tale lasts." Lily, 4 years old, hid behind Sophia's leg. She was scared of the camera flash. Sophia's heart pounded. She held Lily tight. "Margaret, what do you want? My mother is upstairs fighting for her life-" "I want what is mine!" Margaret snapped. "My son! My company! My legacy! Not you - a waitress from Queens - and that child -" "That child is my daughter," Ethan's voice came from behind. He had come downstairs fast. His lawyers behind him. His face - Tracy, that CEO face - was stone cold, but his hands were fists.

Black suit, ruthless jawline, eyes so dark they seemed to pierce the camera itself. The caption beneath his name made my stomach twist violently: Lucian Backwood. CEO. Heir to Backwood Enterprises. The man I’d given myself to in a haze of grief and alcohol wasn’t some anonymous mistake. He was one of the most powerful men in New York. “No,” My voice broke as I stumbled back, pressing my hand over my mouth. “No, Maya, that’s not possible. It can’t be him.” “It's a fact.” Maya’s voice was iron. “I triple-checked. And guess what? He’s not just anyone. That man is Lucian Backwood, billionaire, golden boy of the corporate world.” Her eyes locked onto mine. “And the father of your child.”

There is also a pool outside where you can oversee the city. No one knows about this house except Katie and me. The money of Dad has also been a significant contribution to why I have all these things on me now. Thanks to his billions of money. But he didn't know about this and not even Hana. And I'm determined to keep this secret from them as long as I can.

“Oh really? Why don't you confirm it with my ring? It's on my necklace.” The boss approached Eon and crouched down. He took out the necklace chain underneath the kid's shirt. On the necklace, he saw a big white gold ring with the Eno family crest engraved on it. His hands trembled as he stared at the glorious ring. He now realized that they made a grave mistake. Successors of big families should never be touched. He carefully tucked the necklace back under Eon's shirt. Then after, he scowled angrily at his subordinates. “Why are you hiding the billionaire's son?!”