The Unwanted Billionaire Heiress Novels & Stories

she said dreamily. I already knew that, but it still didn’t explain why he was at this party. “But why is he here? Sponsors weren’t even invited.” “Who knows? I’m just happy I got to see him. He’s so handsome… My heart can’t handle it.” I sighed, finished off my wine in one gulp, and set the glass on the bar. The party had been thrown together at the last minute to welcome Adrian for his huge investment in the movie. I hadn’t packed anything fancy since I thought this trip was strictly work.

For a moment, I saw when her smile faded a little and when it came back, it was already as bright as the sun does, as if there were no problem in the world. “I see… you’ve heard about it.” She let go of the wine glass as she crossed her legs. “Considering our situation, it’ll be an easy sight to put your interest in.” She suddenly motioned her hands in the air. “The famous heiress of ZBC broke off the engagement with her ‘unwanted’ fiancé. Hilarious, isn't it?” “Unwanted?” Now, that peaks my interest. “Hmm…” She sipped to her drink before answering me with an emotionless smile. “You probably haven't heard the part that his mother and half-sister don't like me?”

“What do you want, Clara?” “Well, good morning to you too,” she said, her voice oozing fake concern. “I assume you’ve seen the news?” “What news?” I asked, dread creeping into my chest. “Turn on the TV,” she said smugly. “You’ll thank me later.” I ended the call and grabbed the remote, flipping on the TV. The first channel was enough to send me spiraling further. “Billionaire Heiress Samantha Blake Caught in Scandal with Ex-Fiancé Louis Martinez.”

“The rival bidder is aggressive and well-funded. They are attempting to sow distrust in the market by fabricating information about my company’s stability.” Instability caused by a secret heir and a hacker wife, I mentally supplied, moving to the coffee machine. “We need to look flawless today,” he continued, finally turning to assess me. “Tonight is the Thorne Legacy Gala. Every major stakeholder, every rival CEO, and my entire extended family will be there. Rule Two is in effect: perfection is the only acceptable standard.” “Perfection has a price, Julian,” I murmured, pouring my coffee. He raised an eyebrow. “It does. And I paid ten million dollars for yours. Don’t disappoint me.”

I have a date today i can't do that maybe tomorrow. Alicia had spare time on her hands so she decided to update her ‘ how to bag a billionaire’ journal on Alexander Kings .She wrote ‘ the man is almost impossible to crack , seems to have no feelings and the strictest of all the billionaires she met . He seems to have no social life and is a workaholic , apart from him having no record of him having a woman on his life online there's no such evidence of him having a woman in his life in reality too._’ . She closed the journal with a thump wondering if she should quit by the way she had already had Dylan and Dimitri activity chasing her and she would probably agree to officially be in a relati

From the week Andrew had stayed with Roseline, they had started dating, an innocent agreement between them; to the knowledge of only Rosemary With the achievements Theresa had made, she was financially stable and she invested in e-states, also building a secret laboratory that was covered by the name Aurum theater, in the years she amassed a lot of wealth, hididng it only when Estaben was released from prison, with him back in her life, she had to live with him as if she were poor. He never knew about what she did to him, so he was constantly sending Andrew after Angela to spite Donald, if only he knew that his enemy lived right with him.

It was something worse. It was doubt. I hated it. Hated how it crept in uninvited and settled somewhere behind my ribs like a parasite gnawing at trust. Especially when I saw him. Kayne Kyle. The billionaire oil heir, heir to a global empire and a man known for treating women like signature deals—charming, sealed, and forgotten. He approached her with that signature smirk, the one that had won over models, actresses, and even a diplomat’s daughter. His gaze never dropped from Kaia’s face.

She did not respond to the text last night, because she had been too tired and so had fallen asleep; the perfect excuse and knowing Christopher, he would buy her excuses without thinking twice, but the only problem was that he had refused to fall in love with her. Aimee attempted to drop her phone, but she heard the beeping sounds of notifications, and then made the mistake of checking it out; it was the internet going wild with stories of the latest couple in Mexico City, Christopher Bridger, billionaire heir to Bridger Empire, one of the biggest and most successful empires in the city, and his stunning wife, Ashley Grander.

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

“This was also part of his plan. That woman knew she wasn’t your mother. The plan was always to get you in such a state of trauma that he would always have a way to control you anytime he needed to.” “But….why is he so evil? She tormented me all my life… and for what, a few millions?” “Billions, my dove.” My eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Billions???” “Yes. You’re the lost heiress of the Everhart fortune.” He announced, his tone a bit louder at the revelation. “This was your story, and you revealed it perfectly. You and your siblings are the heirs to the generational wealth in our name.”