Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

"Are you busy today?" "No, why?" "Do you know the most expensive mall in the capital? Just accompany me to shopping. But take it easy. I will also pay for all your groceries." "Wow, did Aleandro give you 80 million dollars in allowances?" "No, I got a black credit card from Aleandro." Melly was silent for a while, before a shrill scream from her mouth nearly pierced Yuriel's eardrums. She frowned, pulling the phone away from her ear. Melly's loud voice could still be heard.

I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement every time I placed a bet. But then, something unexpected happened. As the final hand was dealt, the game master turned to me with a wide smile. “Congratulations, Noah. You’ve just won one million dollars.” The world seemed to stop for a moment. My heart pounded in my chest. I blinked, unsure if I’d heard him right. A million dollars?

The morning light filtered through the large glass windows of Sheena Valerio’s penthouse, casting a warm glow on the pristine marble floors. She sat elegantly on her white leather couch, sipping her morning coffee as she scrolled through her phone, expecting another routine day of social media updates and business news. But the moment her eyes landed on the latest headline, her fingers froze mid-scroll. “Theodore Thatcher Ties the Knot in a Private Ceremony” Her breath hitched. No. That… that couldn’t be right.

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

Unable to stop my hand from moving towards his forehead trying to check if he is sick or not. “My grandmother can not be fooled easily, which is why we need to get our shit together first before I introduce you to her.” I nodded as I realized what I got myself into. “The money you needed has already been wired to your account,” he continue to say. “You can check it to see if it went through.” I took out my phone, logged in to my bank account, and stared at my screen for a very long time. It was the first time I saw my account having too many zeroes.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

a giggle, “I knew it would be him! The love’s glowing in those strangely beautiful green eyes of his. I knew it!” “Yeah, well… that's not all, do you know this company, Onetined?” “The one where someone gave us three thousand as delivery f*e?” “Yup.” She took another sip of her juice watching her friends unleaving grin as she explained as much as she could about Zayne. “Oh my goodness, he's not just any man, but a billionaire?” Another giggle. “Oh girl, ya don't know what luck's fallen on ya.” “I'm not sure if that's what to call it.” Reene muttered, but obviously Anna didn't hear that, because she asked with much giddiness,

Gawd, am I really ready for this? Of course! It's 10 million pesos we're talking about here. Ten million! I kept reminding myself. ***

"Dionysus Zephyr Chevalier sent you ten million dollars just now. You have received ten million dollars from Dionysus Zephyr Chevalier's personal account." Zoey almost dropped her phone after reading the words on her phone's screen. And, even after she had finished reading the notification, her mind felt like it had frozen and could not absolutely process what she had just read at all. However, her family's reaction was totally contradictory to her. With Zamantha squealing in joy, Zoey's heart wrecked into two once more. "We're really over." Zoey painfully whispered to herself.

"Go and get the company's machine from my office." ​As the lady hurried away, the showroom fell into a heavy, suffocating silence. Henry leaned towards her and whispered, his voice trembling so much it was barely audible. "What if the card is running out of money?" ​"That's not possible. He has enough money in the card. Their machine must be faulty." She replied. "It’s a billionaire's card, Henry. It doesn't just 'run out' of money like a student's debit card. He once told me he funded the card with over a hundred million dollars. And I haven't spent up to a million since then."