Novel & Cerita The Mysterious Billionaire And His Substitute Bride

This is awkwardly insane, highest level of insanity. “Yes and yes. We are going to have a very private wedding. It is just for me to get my inheritance and that's final." he answered, the way he cares about his inheritance puzzles me. I mean he's already a billionaire why does he want another billion dollar company desperately like this. I guess when you have money you just want more and more.

Sarah asked. "It's a long story, Sarah." Amelia said. "Tell me, I'm all ears." Sarah replied, and looked more than ready to listen while watering the plants. "Are you aware of the wedding Dylan did recently?" Amelia asked Sarah. "Yes! I'm aware" Sarah responded, "Were you there? I couldn't get to see the bride though, she must be very lucky. Getting married to a billionaire is a real deal." Sarah added. Amelia sighed, dropping the looper she held.

She mumbled. “I know we are not here to just stroll, So can you explain what you meant by what you wrote in this paper.” He showed the paper that she had passed to him earlier. “My name is Crystal. Forget my surname, I will rather not be called by that name.. And what I wrote in that paper is self explanatory. Mr.Logan, I want to Marry you.!” She dropped the bombshell at him. Logan still looked at him with no change in his facial expression, “I understand that part, The part I want to talk about is this part of saving my life”

It doesn't make sense at all. "I don't know....I don't understand what happened either. Today, I left the house, hoping to display my art in a gallery and making some sales. It'd be fine if I only sold one, at least I won't have to live on the streets. My mom has given me almost all of her money and I feel really bad. I don't want to give up on art Chloe. You know that it's my dream. Anyway, I arrived there today and instead of getting a chance to display my art, he told me that he wants to get married to me. He's going to pay me one million dollars as long as I can put on this charade of being married to him for a year!" I said to Chloe.

“We’re married for convenience, not conversation. Keep your first name for your personal life, if you plan to have one.” And just like that, he stood, buttoned his jacket, and left. I stared at his untouched toast, the butter melting into a soft puddle. Somewhere in my chest, something small cracked. If this was marriage, it was colder than the betrayal I’d already lived through. The mansion was huge enough to get lost in, and I did, more than once. Every hallway was lined with expensive paintings and antique vases that probably cost more than I’d ever earned in a year. The maids moved like shadows, silent and efficient. They bowed but avoided eye contact, as if I were another piece of expen

He was woken up this morning by a call from his assistant telling him that the penthouse of the hotel they launched last month in the States already had some malfunctions with the special access elevator and some electrical works were faulty. To make him more pissed, Dom had informed him that the contractor claimed he used the materials the funds he was given weren't enough for and Luca knew it was all bullshit so he had instructed Dom to make sure the stupid old hag was in his office when he found out the man was in London hoping to score another contract with a big company here in London. Imagine his annoyance when he exited the bathroom after spending his time thinking of all the ways to

Dozens of no⁠tificat⁠ions, messages⁠, missed calls. And one headline that made my stomach‌ drop. “‍The Billionaire’s Bride: Love, Lies, and Leverag⁠e?⁠” T‌he article‌ had my n⁠ame in bol‍d letters. It‍ c⁠alled me a myster⁠y‍ wo‌man with no social backgr‌ound, a po‌ssible p‌aw‌n in a strateg‍ic‍ marriage, and worst o‌f all — it ques‌tioned if I h⁠ad “married into luxu‍ry” fo‌r money.

One of the men present was my lawyer, he has the legal papers,and I guess the other man was the bride's relative. I am Wilfred Donaldson,the said broke Billionaire who is at the verge of bankruptcy. I am getting married to save the face of my company. I don't need to be told, but I knew I always have this cold look which has kept people away from me. I looked down at my watch, the time was past 8, yet the bride wasn't here. Could she be the type to always look lavish and dolled up? As dangerous thoughts crossed my mind, the door was pushed open. There was no need for me to take a glance before I knew she had arrived.

Edwin cooed, and I sighed. “Fine then. Just for tonight,” I said, and they nodded happily. “One question though, who is this billionaire?” They exchanged looks as I waited for their answer. “He is a popular and mysterious billionaire.” Maven answered. I hummed. “And who is this popular and mysterious billionaire?” I blinked at them. “It's a surprise.”

I quickly picked it up, and that's when one of my men gave me bad news; they confirmed that it was her and that she was the mysterious woman who took Zander down. He asked me to check on the internet, and when I did, I was shocked to find that the trending woman, the one married to the most successful billionaire, was Aubree. I couldn't believe my eyes. How could that be possible? Didn't he even feel her smell because the billionaire was not just a billionaire but also a powerful alpha? I couldn't believe how he could love someone like Aubree. I mean, I always knew my parents chose her over me because she used some spells, but her spells never worked on the Moon Valley, so why did it work on