Novel & Cerita The Heiress Spoiled By Four Brothers And One Devilish Ceo

“If they have something to say, they say it directly. They don’t put up with any shit.” “Who are they?” I ask quietly. “Well, Mr. Cross won’t be there. He never is. I think he’s in London.” “Mr. Cross?” I ask as my nerves start building. “The CEO.” “Yes, I know who he is. Everyone does. Although I’ve never seen a picture of him. It’s him and his brothers, right?” “Yes. The Cross family owns everything. Him and his three brothers.” “And they’re all upstairs?” I whisper as I quickly pull out the bright lipstick I bought during lunch and put on another layer. I need all the courage I can get.

Six months later I heard Nathan was in bad shape. After the divorce, his firm had fallen apart. His partner had embezzled and disappeared. Clients defaulted in waves. Suppliers showed up demanding payment. Nathan sold the car. Sold the house. Buried in debt. He'd tried to crawl back to Vivien. Vivien had thrown him out. She'd jabbed a finger at his chest and told him, "Remember what you said when you were chasing me? Now you're broke and crawling back? Get the hell out of my face."

"Traumatized woman has breakdown, marries powerful stranger within days, suddenly inherits billions. Is this recovery or delusion? Are her recent actions those of a rational person or someone having a manic episode?" My phone buzzed. Then Dominic's. Then Jules's. All at the same time. "It's starting," Harrison said quietly. I looked at my phone. News alerts were flooding in faster than I could read them. "Van Alston Heiress: Unstable and Unfit?" "Inside Sources Reveal Concerning Behavior from Billionaire Heiress" "Is Scarlett Blackwood Mentally Competent to Run a Global Empire?" "Van Alston Board Members Express Concerns About New CEO's Mental State"

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she asked. I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. "He will find out," she said. "Maybe not this month. Maybe not this year. But you are standing in the spotlight now, and the spotlight has no shadows. What happens when Damien Blackwood discovers he has four children he's never met? What happens to the company? What happens to Nathan? What happens to those babies?" "They're not babies anymore."

“....................” A devil in disguise? Was she talking of Peyton's attitude? “She is Peyton, a spoiled rich heiress who just wants nothing but to Rayn our lives. Since she had a higher edge over me, she controlled his income rate and made me starve all day. To be fact, we were married secretly and it was not that hard for him to deny me and mark him as a mistress and Peyton as his real wife. ” More shocking facts became known to her. No wonder her father cared less about her. So she was truly an illegitimate child from the beginning?

The creatures weren't just destroying the walls; they were destroying everything, and they moved with purpose, with coordination, as if they weren't mindless beasts but something far more sinister. "Raina!" My mother again, more frantic now. And beneath it, I heard footsteps—my stepfather's heavy boots thundering up the stairs. The spell broke. I spuned away from the window and ran for the door, my mind suddenly flooding with survival instinct. The house lurched beneath my feet—an actual physical lurch, as if the ground itself was trembling. Dust rained down from the ceiling, and I heard the crack of wood splitting as the structure groaned under stress.

“Surprised to see me? Didn’t you want to talk business? I’m right here, let’s talk o the bed.” A sick grin stretched across his face. Suzy’s eyes trembled. It finally hit her that she’d walked straight into a trap. The supposed business partner had been working with Thomas all along. Fighting to stay calm, she said through gritted teeth, “Thomas Page, are you insane? I’m the Walsh family heiress. You really think you can lay a hand on me?” “Walsh heiress? Your mom’s barely hanging on, and your whole family's being run by your stepfather and his precious nephew. You think you, a woman, can take them on alone?”

And how? “Before your grandpa died, May his soul rest in peace, he wrote in his will that you become the heiress to his property, which means you'll be the president of his company." “What!" I rose to my feet in shock. Where do I start from? I don't even know anything about running a business. And I am not even the eldest, Cassie is. No wonder she has been acting that way. “Stop pretending and sit, pretender!" Cassie hissed.

“What… what are you talking about?” Clara stepped closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that felt like poison sliding under my skin. “He’s filthy rich. Old money. Power. The kind of man who could buy this entire city twice over.” She paused for effect, eyes gleaming with pure delight. “But he has the mind of a child. Literally. Spoiled, tantrums, needs constant attention. You’re going to be his nanny for the rest of your life, Celine. Wiping drool, soothing meltdowns, smiling through it all while he throws toys or maybe millions at whatever whim strikes him.” Each word landed like a fresh punch to the ribs.