Unwanted Girl Spoiled By Billionaire Mga Nobela at Kwento

She was damaged goods, a mute girl with no real prospects who should have been grateful that someone from a family like mine was willing to take her on. I'd tolerated her silence, her awkwardness, the way she could never satisfy me properly because she couldn't make a sound. And this was how she repaid me. By running off to another man, a better man, a richer man, without even having the decency to break our engagement privately first. I pulled up Callum Thorne's profile on my other monitor, reading through his biography with growing resentment. Self-made billionaire, built his company from nothing, one of the youngest CEOs to reach that level of success.

Laila explains relaxing her head on her desk. “Well why give her a contract if you don’t wanna work with her?”Xavier asked,Laila lifted her head up and looked over at Xavier blowing on the loose strand of her hair away from her face. “Well her book was well written and her storyline is interesting”Laila groans. “Well what’s her book about?”Mike curiously asked. “It’s about an arrogant billionaire that detest women but later fell in love with an orphan”Laila explains as they all nodded their heads in approval of the storyline.

“I have no time for riddles. Shut the door on your way out,” I was prepared to return to work but then she spun around to face me, still smiling sinisterly. “You got her pregnant before me, and you thought to yourself that you didn’t need me around anymore. You suddenly ended your deal with my dad, and decided to end our relationship so as to marry that street girl, to clean up the mess of having a baby mama. You want to keep your reputation astounding, and be the perfect billionaire. The one with no drama. It’s either this or you’ve somehow managed to get a better business offer from whoever led you to her,”

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

Two years, that's all we're asking. Just a formality. Just two years of my life tied to a man who probably couldn't pick me out of a lineup. Alexander Knight, the infamous tech billionaire who made his first million at nineteen and his first billion at twenty-three. I'd seen the tabloids different woman every week, cold as ice in business, never smiled in photos. The man was basically a robot in a expensive suit. "And what does Alexander think about all this?" I asked, still not turning around. There was a pause. Too long of a pause.

To him, she was a ghost, and it stung. Tears began to stream down her face, but she didn’t wipe them away. Instead, she embraced them. "How could you do this? You reduced me to a mere business transaction, sacrificing my feelings for your precious company. What happened to you being my father? What happened to you supporting me?" The tightness in her chest escalated, a volatile mixture of fury and hurt threatening to overwhelm her. She took a decisive step forward, her next words sharp and unwavering. "I was nothing but a pawn in your game, wasn’t I? A tool for your ambitions! And now, what? Do you genuinely think that just because I’m here pouring my heart out, you can magically make everyt

I know what is right from what is wrong and I don't take shits. Getting to know that the man Cassie had sex with is a young handsome guy and a billionaire, I feel relieved and I want to use this to our advantage. I want to use this opportunity to change my life and that of my daughter. I don't take free things but in this situation, I know whatever I take from this so- called man isn't free since my daughter is going to give him his first child. His heir. I called Pamela back that night to ask for the company's address and other pieces of information I would be needing. After she had given me the information, she asked

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

Just like everything else now. The man who stepped out of the backseat was tall, commanding. His presence didn’t fill the space—it owned it. Dark eyes, sharper than they had any right to be. Expensive watch. Straight posture. An unsettling calm. Kian Wilson. I’d heard the name before. The billionaire man who owned the largest fashion company I had been dreaming of working in. Ruthless investor. Quiet, private, and devastatingly powerful. And for some unfathomable reason, he had saved me.