The Lowly Son In Law Is Quadrillionaire Novels & Stories

Mr Morris said. My eyes widened one more time. He was a billionaire. I had read about him in the newspaper. I snapped my gaze at him and looked closely. His elder son and daughter-in-law died in an accident. I didn't know the details. Yes! I have seen him on the news channels' screen. He was a millionaire. His younger son has joined the family business and he has earned a special space in society and became a billionaire. "I know you," My voice was full of astonishment.

“And this has to do with me?” “I want you to marry me.” The café seemed to tilt. She laughed. Loudly. “That’s insane.” He reached into his coat and placed a folded document on the table. A check. Her laughter died. The amount made her dizzy. Half a million dollars. “I’ll cover your mother’s medical bills,” he said. “All of them. Immediately. The rest is yours.” Her hands trembled. “You don’t even know me.” “I don’t need to.” “That’s supposed to convince me?”

On the day Caspian and I got our marriage certificate, he dropped a bombshell: as the illegitimate son of the Thorne family, he hadn't inherited a penny. Instead, he was saddled with a massive gambling debt left behind by the family. I didn't despise him for it. For the past five years, I lived with him in a moldy basement, working three jobs to support him, while our son, Alaric, survived on discounted canned food that was nearing its expiration date.

“We’d say that you have to sell your place, and it’s taken longer than expected to put it on the market. Also, we wanted to keep things as separate as possible until we were married and then still keep our living arrangements and relationship private.” “I live in a freaking duplex, and I rent,” I said sardonically. “I’ll think of something.” This is crazy. Of all the things I expected when I walked in here, marriage was not on the table. “You can’t pay me to be your wife! That’s…everyone would think that I got this huge bonus and a promotion for doing um…uh…doing inappropriate things with you!” I don’t mention how my constant defending him to people here would be a big red flag.

In fact, Lionny, who is very far from her husband Erick, is currently a diamond opportunity that Leon should use better. Leon comes from a middle class family. The value of his assets is not much different from Ryan's, it's just that this handsome man doesn't have an idealistic attitude full of lies like Ryan. Leon is an ambitious and honest type of man. He looks luxurious because that's who he is and he will pursue his dreams according to the strong desire in his heart.

Ethan's eyes locked onto mine, and he hastily attempted to intervene, but I cut him off. "We are DIVORCED, Grandpa! Lysander sent me Divorce papers and threw me out of his house, naked!" "How dare he do that to the daughter of the richest business tycoon in Nether? He must pay for that, Ivy!" Grandpa protested, his voice echoing in rage. He assured me three years ago that as long as I am happy with Lysander, he will continue supporting my marriage. Lysander isn't aware of my status as the hidden Trillionaire boss of WASTON GROUP, the most influential and richest corporation in Nether.

She thought she was being smart by marrying a man with millions well, the low-class clerk she left is now a billionaire. "That’s right, I don’t do that but you know what, I don’t actually have an issue supporting small companies like yours. What happened to your company was terrible and I guess God wanted us to work together." "That is so right." He said nodding, a grin spreading across his face

“Five years, just gone like that?” “No children, no legacy. It makes sense.” My chest caved inward. My hands shook so violently I nearly dropped the glass. Divorce? We weren’t divorced. I had never signed papers. He had never spoken of it. Jason’s smirk deepened, feeding on my devastation. “And tonight,” he continued smoothly, “I step into the next chapter of my life with the woman who embodies everything this company stands for.” He turned, dropped to one knee, and the ballroom gasped as though choreographed.

"Mrs. Song—tsk, honestly, you two might even envy her a little. Her husband was a first-generation entrepreneur. “He made his fortune in the new energy battery sector. The company went public and was valued in the billions. “They were living the high life. Then two years ago, he died in a car accident. After all the legal splitting of assets, she still walked away with a few billion. "She’s just in her early forties and clearly not built for solitude. I heard she’s a premium member at Cloud Garden Club. “Pretty much every high-end male model there has been on her radar. I’ve no idea how Peter got in touch with her, but judging by today, they look like they’re deep into it." Louis had never h

They truly couldn't understand why she would reject the money when she was from a wretched family. Based on her background, not even her entire household could ever get a quarter of the amount if they put all of them for sale. She was dirt poor from a random countryside, and the worst of all, was that she was an orphan who was raised by her grandmother. It was still a wonder how she managed to get married to a man like Malcolm Meyer because of his grandfather's silly family promise. "So you do not wish to take half of a billion? And not even a company?" Malcolm proposed a tempting offer in a calm manner with an overbearing tone that sounded menacing, and emphasized how dangerous it was for h