Unleashing Her Wealth: A Second Chance At Love Novels & Stories

Chad was taken aback by the goose bumps she was giving him, and his rage doubled. "You fucking bitch, now you've got your wings, have you? Yeah, yeah!" Chad stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and dropped it to the ground, the sparks glowing into an invisible wisp of white smoke, "It doesn't matter if you don't have any money, go on, go back and watch your little bastard." "What do you want?" Hermosa's nerves snapped to attention. "What am I going to do? Your daughter is probably a born slut like you. I didn't know it before, but a pup like your daughter could be worth more than a shemale when she's done right."

herself once more, “But I need the money!” I reminded her. “and here is all the money that you will need” she said, gesturing to the cheque. “I need my own money Emma. Money that I worked for and earned on my own. Money that I won’t feel bad to use” I explained. “Okay, okay, I hear you. However, to me convincing Xander still seems impossible, I am really sorry but the only way that I can help you is with the blank cheque…on advice to convince Xander to allow you to get a job, that I cannot help you with...” she said, looking at the view of the garden. She sighed“ Convincing Xander…if only I figured out how to do that I would have been successful in convincing him not to marry ‘Evil’” she s

She gives unbearable pain to him today. Tears were hiding somewhere in my eyes, you taught them to weep. No! He is not going to seat here in his miseries. He is Maan Singhal. The Great Business Man. He can get her by hook or crook now. Yes, it is going to happen like this only. She is his. Only his, His Darling...he cannot let her go. He will get her. He smirks evilly as his evil side overpowers his all goodness.

Scowling, I stared at him. "Before you 'bust' someone, you should at least look into their relationships, shouldn't you? Solana, the woman in the photo is my mother!" I expected Solana to at least feel guilty once she learned the truth, but she only sneered. She'd already been brainwashed to the point where she didn't believe a single word I said. "Ty's already looked into it. That woman is the richest person in Ralliopolis. Playing the connections game is something fake rich kids like you always do, huh?"

Elise was in her swing, making the sounds she made when she was getting sleepy but refusing to admit it. "Thank you," I said. "For the night shifts. For the two weeks." "You already thanked me." "I'm thanking you again." I looked at him. "It mattered." He held my gaze. "I know." Elena called on Friday to tell me that one of the women from the Thursday sessions had used the financial literacy framework to negotiate a settlement with her ex-husband's lawyers. "She walked in with the spreadsheet you helped her build," Elena said. "Their lawyer didn't expect it. They settled in two hours."

"But when I met you, the memory of Cassandra suddenly disappeared and she hated that I no longer took her calls. She especially hated that she didn't have any control over me anymore." She smiled warmly, her gaze meeting mine. "I'm glad I could help you move on." I felt my heart swell with emotion and relief. I had finally put all my cards on the table. "You healed me, Leah. You make me complete. That's why I can't let go of you, no matter what. I would always be grateful for the gift of you, for taking my pain away and for letting me love again." "I…I don't know what to say," she stuttered.

Racheal burst out laughing, "do you think you can wash it off you? What? You're no longer a playboy now but a lover boy? That transition will not be easy. I'll watch how the woman you're acting this for would react. After all, we all heard the news: She's a b!tch that killed her father, trying to pull her mother down and, maybe you're the next in death or downfall but keep falling in love like a simp only to receive her love of a fall season; one that isn't warm nor cold." Now, it was my turn to laugh. I shake some beads of tears off the bridges of my eyes.

Her father was dead, her mother was fighting for life, and now she was practically penniless until lawyers and accountants sorted through James Bennett's assets and decided if she could have access to what he spent his whole life working for. "Thank you," she said as she rose. "Annabelle, you can rest assured I'll do my best to reclaim his assets." She was already walking toward the door. "Thank you." Her head was empty of ideas on what to do next. As she stepped out o f the building into the sunshine, she received a call from her ex boyfriend, Casper. “Hi Anna.”