Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

Hernán was the only friend he had left at that time. The next day Roberto, with the data that his wife had managed to obtain, and the help of a friend who managed the internet perfectly, was able to find out who Mason Keast was talking about, his eyes lit up when he realized that there were some exclusive photos from a newspaper designed only for people of high society. where Sara's simple marriage to Mason could be appreciated, this confirmed that her ex-girlfriend had married a billionaire and of course she would have a lot of money, she had to agree with Sara's evil mother to carry out a plan and be able to take very good advantage of this.

"Someone was inside while we were away?" "It seems so." She unfolded the note and read. Then with a frown handed it to Addie. You won the couple's draw for the night out on a yacht. Dinner and drinks will be provided. Please be at the dock at seven tonight, the trip is about four hours, your captain for the evening will meet you. Congratulations. Management. "This is nice!" Addie said. "A night of wining and dining on a yacht. Can you imagine the stars out there on the ocean with no lights around?"

They could feel the blood in their veins freezing up. “Is that… Tyr and Winifred?” After a very long time, a Zea family member finally exclaimed. “Oh god, Tyr is actually the mysterious young tycoon who has spent ten billion to acquire the city center.” “And Winifred is that world’s luckiest woman.” By now, Jorge and Iris, too, had regained their composure.

He rushed inside his bedroom, obviously unaware of the word privacy, and even pushed his phone to his face. Groaning, he pushed the screen away from his face. “It’s so f u cking early...” “You and Leal are all over the news, dude! And the headlines are borderline nasty!” At the mere mention of Leal, his system completely woke up as he snatched the phone from Tyrone’s hand. On the screen, a sentence written in big bold letters caught his eye. HOT SCOOP: New York’s Hottest Millionaire Bachelor Axel Elcort Seen Buying His Wh*r* A Thousand-Dollar Dress!

I stood, already dismissing the conversation. And his voice stopped me. “Four hundred billion dollars.” He leaned forward. “I’ll give you four hundred billion dollars if you find him. And if you do it in two days, I’ll transfer fifty percent of my assets to you.” “I have all the money I need Vladimir. What makes your four hundred billion so different?” Vladimir’s grin widened. “My assets, Hilton. My assets make it all different.” Liam was silent beside me, waiting. “And you have a photo of this man?” I asked, taking over yet another desperate man's company was interesting.

she said with awe. “I did sell every piece,” he said with pride. “Five different buyers, and one of them bought every piece that wasn’t already sold.” “Really! Do you know who it was?” “I sure do,” he said with a smirk. “You couldn’t have prayed for a better fan. He’s rich. I mean really rich. Billionaire status, honey.” “Stop teasing me with clues and tell me a name,” she shrieked with excitement. They both laughed. As they were laughing, Desmond grabbed her wrists to steady her. “Okay, are you ready?”

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

"Ms. Surra, I'm sorry for whatever we did to you back then." Then, he added, "I wonder if you can forget about the past and help this old man out after hearing my sincere apology. You can be assured that I'll grant you any wishes you want." Yuna knew that he wasn't about to give up. She leaned against the couch and said coldly, "I want 700 million dollars." Instantly, Maxus' face turned cold. Even the air became tense. Yuna mocked, "What? Are you not able to afford 700 million? I believe you know very well what kind of person Mr. Morgan is and how much his net worth is.

he muttered under his breath as he slowly reached for his zipper. “1 million!” Tyrone’s hands froze and grave silence descended in the hall as everyone turned their head in the direction of the voice. Air got knocked out of Tyrone’s lungs as he stared at the familiar eerie eyes that he had stumbled upon earlier that day. “1 million dollars! Is that all?” the MC said when he revived from the shock. “Okay, that’s it. 1 million accepted!”