The Lost Heiress And Her Dear Tycoon Novels & Stories

She knew he was also a businessman like their Boss. What she didn't know was that he wasn't the normal Businessman but he was the second richest and first hottest CEO of the world. He was hot and everybody could see it but the fact that this boy was leading after Walton's was actually a crazy fact to believe. It was clear from seeing the look in the maid's eye that she didn't want to give the tea in his hands simply because she didn't find him trustworthy and it was obvious. He doesn't look like a guy who sells trust rather he looks like one who breaks bones and with his thick muscles and cold aura around him makes it real ten times.

Kelvin replied as he felt that Dean, who was the caller he was talking to on the phone, was kind of tense. "Is there a way you can get her to at least speak?" Dean quickly asked Kelvin who shook his end at the other side negatively before answering "No. I can't. She's too far from her." "Damn it! Bianca! This is the wrong time." Dean said as Kelvin removed the phone from his ear a bit as he heard Dean cursed. What could have gone wrong? Could Bianca really be telling the truth when she said she was the heiress to her grandfather's company. So why will Carlisle reject such an offer? Kelvin asked himself as he carefully listened to the conversation which continued with Dean forgetting his phon

she said and paused "The winner of this task is already known to us since I called everyone's income out and so, Mitchell Campbell is the new heiress to the Campbell's properties" she announced "What?!! That's not possible grandma! How can you allow her to rule over us? You know how grumpy she is already. If you make her the heiress, she will be so full of herself and won't have regard for anyone" John said "I never mentioned attitude when I gave you the tasks. Mitchell won this so you have to accept her as the heiress and put in your best next time" Grandma said

The other was Colonel Edmond, a much older man of very rakish mien. It was he who had hailed Clements. "Hola, Clements, so that's the heiress, hey? Devilish fine girl!" he cried out as Miss Tellaro's phaeton disappeared down Hallows Street. "Eighty thousand, ain't it? Lucky dog, hey? Making a match of it, hey?" "You're so crude, Colonel", complained Alvana. "Ay, plain Georgina Halls that's me. Take care some brave boy don't snatch the lilly up from under your nose, Gabriel!"

he called as softly as he could and got their attention when he got closer. Dean was surprised to see him. But he can't hide his happiness. He misses him after a week of not seeing him. He misses Sean terribly. "Bun, you're here! When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me?" he exclaims happily using his pet name for him for the first time since they made up. Employees that are present at the lobby stare at their boss in astonishment. But what got their attention more is Sean’s presence. Sean, the infamous heir of Chairman Stuart Williams. The eldest son of the Williams. The heir of the Empire Group of Companies. The lost prince.

At that point, she couldn't tell how long the car had been in the garage. Despite himself, Tyrone looked surprisingly put-together as he carried her into the elevator. The same couldn't be said of Heather, who had only a coat to cover her modesty. She had lost her stilettos too, and her slender legs dangled over the crook of Tyrone's arm. She buried her face in his chest to avoid being seen. Sky Palace was a mansion in the country renowned for its splendor. Rumor had it that each square foot of the building cost a small fortune on the property market.

I leaned further into her, almost as though I wanted to fuse our bodies. "God, I missed you." She whined softly, detangling my messy hair with her fingers. "I missed you too." I answered, breathing out in content. I let her go after a while, taking a step back to soak in the allure of her striking beauty. Iris was that girl. The gorgeous, sassy and outspoken billionaire heiress—her parents were rich business tycoons. With her rich status, brains and beauty, most girls at Nocturne Ville College struggled to get attention from her, but Iris only ever lets her guard down with me.

I said grabbing him by the collar and pulling him back down on my body when he began to get up to talk "I am sure, you didn't just rip my dress off for nothing. You did it for a purpose so finish it. After that, I might find an interest in telling you how I know Dante Matthews." "Not interested anymore. I agree to sign the contract, hand over the shares, and your wish to rule the sea by my side but I won't always let you win," he said pulling away with a smirk on his face and fixed his clothing and put back his suit jacket that was taken off "Good luck, getting out of here without a dress, Miss. Costa." he said before walking out of his office bedroom leaving me half naked on the bed. He did

“If I could go back to London, do you think I’ll be here right now?” Harry studied the look on her face and he could tell something had happened that made her return to California, but he didn’t know what. He bent his wrist to his face and when he saw what the time was, he adjusted the collar of his tuxedo. “Forward your account details, I’ll have my secretary send you a million dollars. That should be enough for you to get somewhere to stay and get food.” As he said those words, he stood on his feet. Zara stood up in rush. “You are leaving?”

Beside me, Lucas's expression was unpredictable, and he remained silent. Grandma’s face twisted in outrage. “Ridiculous! Do you hear yourselves? What kind of nonsense is this?” Vanessa’s voice dripped with false humility. “Grandma, don’t be prejudiced against me. After all, I’m the real heiress of Caldwell. And just a week ago, I secured a big deal for the company. In terms of qualifications and achievements…” She trailed off with a coy smile. “I surpass my sister in every way.” Grandma’s fury reached its peak. With all her strength, she threw her cane aside, her face red with rage.