The Heiress Spoiled By Four Brothers And One Devilish Ceo นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I couldn’t tell which. “You absolute idiot,” she hissed. “Do you even realize what you just did?” My mind scrambled. “What are you talking about?” She stalked closer. “The woman who interviewed me—Emilia Crestwell. Wife of Lucan Crestwell. Billionaire. Owner of half this city. Do you know how hard it is to even breathe near her company? Do you know what she offered me?” My pulse picked up. “No…” “No?” Kiara screamed. “You ruined every opportunity for me. And why was she looking for you? What did you do this time? Did you sleep with her husband?” She asked, her voice low and loud.

Elowen had stood by Reina in everything, and Reina for Elowen… maybe. Reina walked toward Adrian, her childhood friend. He had always been gifted in school, and his father—a well-known businessman at Reyes Industries—had played a major role in helping him pursue his dreams. Adrian was handsome and popular, especially among the girls, thanks to his charm and good looks; he had a way of making them swoon and fall hopelessly in love with him. When he was seventeen, his mother—the former head of Reyes Industries—stepped down from the business. She handed all her responsibilities to Adrian and went on to marry an unknown man she had met online. Rumor had it that Mr. Reyes had been jealous at firs

"Go ahead, scream for help. Nobody's coming." A chill ran through me. I shrank back in horror and tried to scramble to my feet and run, but the mother-daughter duo pinned me to the ground. "Celeste, you wouldn't dare!" "I'm really—" Before I could finish, Celeste's hand closed around my throat. She didn't bother hiding the venom on her face. "You're really what? His sister? Still trying to con me?" "My sister-in-law runs a billion-dollar empire. A tramp like you could never."

He paused to let the words sink in and then added, “I’ll even make sure that they won’t get employed anywhere else—just because I can.” “You can’t do that. Not when I become CEO,” I retorted angrily in a low whisper. He flashed a smug grin. “You may take my position as the CEO, Juliette. But I’m still the owner of this mansion. And there’s no way you can stop me from making their lives a living hell.” “You… Devil!” I tried to wrench my hand free to slap his evil jaw, but the cuffs around my wrist pressed harder into my flesh. I could feel the pressure around my bones.

Melanie nudged Jade and excitedly exclaimed, "Did you hear that? It's a role specifically arranged for you." Despite that, Jade couldn't be happy, as she knew Bella wouldn't be nice to someone for no reason. Although she didn't know why Bella had approached her, it was better to be cautious. Jade sat quietly on the makeup stool, waiting for the makeup artist. She happened to see the script on the makeup table and curiosity drove her to pick it up. After she read the plot, her expression changed slightly. The scene in the script depicted a ruthless woman who had schemed to seize her family's fortune and eliminate all witnesses. Her deceit was exposed, and she was caught red-handed before bein

I copied her and lowered my voice for my second reply She gasped and covered her mouth, "You totally have a secret admirer," she gushed, "Someone who could afford to buy you real diamonds..." she trailed off in thought before her eyes widened, "Oh My God, one of the Crown brothers has a crush on you!" she squealed "Maybe even all of them, if that one rumour is true," she wiggled her eyebrows at me I rolled my eyes, "Don't we have somewhere to be?" I asked her

Carmen went sprawling on the ground, looking pathetic. Mocking voices followed quickly. “Well, well. Where do you think you’re going, Carmen?” “Didn’t you just say the Riley heiress was cheap and vain, wearing knockoffs and fake bags? Why so quiet now?” “Yeah, we all heard you humiliate her just now. Don’t you think you owe her a public apology?” “Guess it’s karma. Bet you never imagined that ‘cheap girl’ was actually Charlotte Riley, the heiress of Jersey City’s richest family. What happened, Carmen? All out of insults now?”

It wasn't me, I'm also a victim here. That was when it hit me. Isabella, a spoilt heiress raised in a wealthy family, had suddenly decided that she wanted to run away from home and go somewhere far away with her lover, leaving everything behind. The whole thing should have been fishy from the start. I had thought that she was simply a hopeless romantic whom love had made into a fool. But now I knew that she had run away because she knew that the family was not going to be wealthy for much longer. She knew the whole time, and she threw me in here anyway. "I've had enough of your careless behavior," Mr Domitia was saying. "You're a disgrace to the Domitia name. Running around with one useless

She spoke, putting them on the bench near him: “I saw you skip breakfast again.” He replied coldly, “I didn’t ask about that.” She said, “You never do that.” “Doesn’t mean that you do not need it.” Luca paused. His fingers stopped moving. He had been at the use of the keyboard. His mouth's corner twitched—slightly, but just like so. He asked, “Are you trying to bribe at me?” She coolly said “I'm not all that cheap” “but I hear that feeding a tech genius counts as an investment.”

Damien’s POV The board applauded when I walked in, and I felt nothing. That was becoming a pattern I chose not to examine. "Record quarter," my CFO said, sliding the numbers across. "Best in the company's history. The market loves the new image, Damien. They love the story." The story. The self-made billionaire, the beautiful fiancee, the little girl, the family that had it all. We'd sold it and the world had bought it at a premium.