Undercover Billionaire: Comeback City Novels & Stories

Are you alright?” The young woman quickly bent down to help the elderly lady who had fallen to the ground after being shoved aside by one of the bodyguards. In front of the grand cathedral, a luxurious bridal car had just arrived. The moment the car door opened, chaos erupted. Camera flashes exploded from every direction as reporters rushed forward, desperate to capture the first glimpse of the bride of the Wedding of the Year. Today, the mysterious heiress of the powerful Sutherland Group, the wealthiest family in the country, was finally getting married.

I won't admit it, but trusting a guy when he says 'Trust me' or 'Don't be scared of me' has brought me to this place today. "I know what I have to do now. And you," His eyes twinkled with an unknown spark, "You need to gear up because you are making a comeback in the real, cruel world of business." Uh, what? How? I saw Valentina and wait... Is this Jonathan West? "Jonathan West?" "Yup. Biggest fan of Valerie Ricardo and her student," He extended his hand with a smile on his face, "I wish we had met earlier." My eyes instantly became glassy. The whole world forgot my mother. Including her husband. But...

“A few months ago, I thought I’d never want to be seen again. Now I’m here, eating lunch by a river like a normal person.” “That’s the point,” I said. “You don’t have to disappear to start over.” He nodded, but his eyes looked far away, like something was still weighing on him. When they got back, her phone was buzzing nonstop. Notifications, missed calls, messages. She frowned. “What’s wrong?” Rand asked. She scrolled, her expression shifting fast — confusion, shock, then something colder. She turned the screen toward him. His face was on it. A photo of him from the café. Headline: “Disgraced Billionaire Rand Calloway Resurfaces in London — Spotted Living with Unknown Woman.”

The four billionaires had come back for payback but none of them realized just how much the night would would twist. Attraction had entered the game and hearts and pride would collide.

“That is not necessary, ma’am!’’ Nathaniel Red almost jumped out of his skin when he heard her. It was only yesterday that news of Derek getting married was introduced to the general public. The man had kept his wife out of the public eye, so everyone had the same thought about her; she was not only the luckiest woman in Dew City, she was also the most powerful in the entire country. He looked down at her ring finger, and when he saw it was bare, he immediately broke out in cold sweat. He was the Hayne family’s jeweler, and just because she came to his company to get a custom ring from him using her maiden name, his people had blindly turned her away.

I ate, slept, and worked around Aurelia Heights, running on almost no rest for over ninety days. For the sake of confidentiality, I had told everyone I was doing delivery work. Even Claire had no idea I was actually on an undercover operation. “I didn’t forget. I just finished my last order. I’ll be there soon.” Twenty minutes later, I walked into the private dining room carrying two bottles of premium single-malt Scotch I had bought on the way. There were seven or eight people inside. Besides Claire and her parents, a heavyset middle-aged man sat in the seat of honor.

"But not to me. The police will be far more patient listening to your story than I am. Take him out!" The entire room stood frozen in a chilling silence. No one expected the young CEO to uncover a manipulation case so meticulously hidden it was almost undetectable. It seemed his nickname, "The Financial Reaper," was not just a myth. Dominic Blackwood was a man who would not allow anyone to steal a single penny from his coffers without paying the ultimate price. "You are extraordinary, Mr. Blackwood. How did you notice such a minute flaw?" Mrs. Elizabeth, one of the major shareholders, asked with undeniable admiration.

“Careful, Mr. Knight. You married that.” “Best decision I ever made.” He kisses me then not rushed, not desperate. Just sure. Outside, the city glows. Inside, my heart is finally at peace. I was reborn as a billionaire’s wife. But more than that I was reborn as Elena Dawson. And this time, the ending is mine.

"Gregory is upset because you're going to be spending the next year pretending to be Ryder's wife again…and you're going to be the Vice President of his company?" I nodded, sighing as I took a sip of my own coffee. "Exactly. Gregory has every right to be upset. We had a deal, and now I have to break that deal for the sake of my revenge. And yes, as part of my terms, I'll be Ryder's Vice President." A sly smile spreading across her face. "Honestly, Aubrey, I know Gregory is upset, but this could actually work in your favour." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? How so?"

"Later, I paid the price for my mistakes. I faced bankruptcy, and you all know how I became entangled in a false murder charge involving Alicia." His voice cracked, but he pressed on. "Isabella, however, stood by me during my darkest times. No matter how many times I apologize to her, it will never feel like enough." Xavier knelt before me, holding out the engagement ring. "Isabella Morgan, aka Veronica Luis, will you marry me again?" The room erupted in cheers. "Say yes to him," someone shouted from the crowd. I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes as I whispered,