The Trillionaire's Heir Novels & Stories

I thought. As I tried to straighten up my hands to call for him to help me but was held by a hand that drew me backwards… Then I managed to raise my face if I could see the person. It's Brenda. Brenda expressed her frustration and concern for me. She has urged me severally to leave Mark, whom she deemed wicked and undeserving. Mark Adrian is my husband and one of the richest CEOs who owns a company. When I got married to Mark Adrian in exchange for the money my parents owed his father during their business contract before my parents died in a motor accident years ago.

ELENA “There are only two choices, Elena. We either get divorced… or you sleep with another man and give me an heir.” Edward didn’t even look at me when he said it. His eyes remained fixed on the documents in his hands, as though he were discussing an ordinary business meeting instead of destroying his wife’s dignity piece by piece. My breath caught in my throat. “W-What?” “You heard me clearly, Elena.” Edward’s voice was far too calm for a man who had just shattered his own wife. “I want an heir. And only you can give me one.”

"You have no right to be here." "Right?" He laughed, but there was no warmth in it. "I have every right. You’re my daughter – the last of the Arzeus line. And this boy" – he gestured to Clyde – "is the only heir to a fortune worth billions. He doesn’t belong here, playing in dirt with wooden toys." Clyde hid his face in Katya’s side, clutching his latest carving – a small jaguar he’d been working on for days. "He belongs with me," Katya said firmly. "Where he’s safe, where he can be a child."

I held Shaira’s hand. I don’t know, but the Shaira in front of me is so different now. She’s been through so much at Jerome’s hands. She exhausted herself for a love where she was the only one fighting. “Justine is the only heir? Isn’t Dustine also an heir?” Shaira and I exchanged glances. I gave a bitter smile. “You’ve always been so nosy. I never said Justine was the only heir; I said Justine is one of them.” I even tickled Manager Kim’s neck as she sat next to me on the sofa.

“Don’t try to come up with any thoughts. He’s totally out of my league.” Mrs. Mayweather and Mr. Mayweather looked at each other, and Mr. Mayweather sat on the edge of the bed. “What does it mean that he’s out of your league? Does he look down on those who work in the entertainment industry?” Xyla smiled. “Dad, he’s the richest man in the world, the heir of the Hathaways of Yaramoor. Does he look like someone who would give a d*mn about your company?” Mrs. Mayweather and Mr. Mayweather were shocked.

And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortune. I turned to Eric slowly “You’re a billionaire,” I blurted, as I practically shoved my phone in his face. “You’re a billionaire heir. Why didn’t you tell me?!” He froze, eyes widening slightly as he saw the video. “Sienna, I—” “No, don’t ‘Sienna’ me! Why is the internet calling you a billionaire heir?!” He raised his palms gently, like he was approaching a startled animal. “Let’s breathe for a moment. We were about to go get breakfast. Why don't we eat first and I promise I’ll explain anything you want to know.”

But it turned out to be true… Yeah, I am the grandchild of Elsa and Connor, I am the heir to the Kingston and Connor’s empire. My father is the heir of the Wilson’s empire, he is the chairman of a multibillion empire and he has been searching for me all these years as well. Is safe to say that I am a wealthy heiress and I have a lovely family who cares about me. I doubted Nathan's words until he flew me to the Caribbean to see my family grandparents. I stood in shock as I looked at my grandmother, it felt like Deja Vu, as if I was starting at an older version of myself. My father burst into tears as he pulled me into his arms, telling me how I looked exactly like my mom and how he had missed

ALLIE “Here’s your card, Ma’am,” the cashier handed me my credit card as I went to the other lane to finally get my order. I immediately grabbed the paper bag and walked towards the doorway. My phone lit up and immediate panic rushed through my body. It was my mother-in-law calling. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply before taking the call. “Hello?” “Allie, where the fuck are you?”

Camilla's POV ‘IN WHAT CAN ONLY BE DESCRIBED AS A SEISMIC SHIFT IN WEST CITY'S SOCIAL LANDSCAPE, BILLIONAIRE PATRIARCH ELIAS VOSS, HAS CONFIRMED THE RETURN OF HIS ONLY HEIR FROM THE STATES TO SUCCEED HIM AS HE COMES TO AN END OF HIS BUSINESS CAREER” “JUST IN: HEIR TO EMPIRE HEIR HAS REPORTED TO BE MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE ANONYMOUS OWNER OF NOVA COMPANIES AND NOVA FINANCE EMPIRES….

He is a Tillionaire. .