Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

Mason nodded. "I know. That's the money I earned myself." "You earned?" Nyla repeated. The couple stared at Mason in disbelief. How could a five-year-old possibly earn that kind of money? Damon frowned and crouched beside him. "Buddy, do you know there's 1 trillion dollars in that account? Do you understand how much that is?" Mason shook his head. "No... but it really is the money I earned." Damon asked, "Then tell Daddy, how did you earn it?"

The hallway was quiet, a nurse passing by with a clipboard, but everything felt distant. I turned to him, my expression cold, controlled. “Let’s not waste time.” His shoulders stiffened. “What do you want now? If you’re going to judge me again...” “I’ll give you one million.” He froze. For a second, he forgot how to breathe. His eyes widened, shocked, greedy, terrified, hopeful all at once. “W-What?” “One million pesos,” I repeated, my voice steady. “I’ll transfer it right now. Cash. No delays.”

“Wait, wait. Hold on. You’re telling me this guy wants a baby out of the deal and offers you such a huge amount of money? And that’s it? What’s his name? Do you even know who he is?” Emma bit her lip, trying to remember the name Aunt Jane had told her. “Yeah, I think his name is Ryan Miller.” Sonia’s jaw dropped. “Shut up! Ryan Miller? The Ryan fucking Miller?” “Do you know him or something?” Emma asked, curious of her response and Immediately, Sonia brought out her phone and googled Ryan Miller. "Let me show you who Ryan Miller is." She flashed Emma the search results: “Forbes 30 Under 30, richest man in New York?”

The next day, Yaslyn smoothly replaced another relatively unknown actress with Wrenley and issued an announcement with nearly identical lines. The entire Internet exploded once again. [Hey, front row! Xoan is truly a modern-day Prince Charming, no doubt about it.] [28 million? Who casually spends 28 million to make someone happy?] [What's wrong with 28 million? Does it stop me from having my monthly 2500-dollar salary or eating instant noodles?] [I'm so jealous. Why am I not Wrenley?] [First, Yerick spent 11 million dollars on his crush, and now Xoan dropped 28 million for his fiancee. Rich people live in a different world.]

The message contained only one word: [Follow] After reading the message, Ximena’s confidence surged, and she raised her paddle again. "200 million!" "300 million!" "400 million!" "500 million!" Ximena held her ground, not backing down, until Sebastian called out with a firm voice, "1 billion!" The room erupted! "Oh my God, 1 billion! Does Mr. Vanderbilt really want Yun's Aromatic Codex that badly?" "I've heard that there are treasures hidden in the Yun's Aromatic Codex. If the treasure is found, spending a billion would be worth it."

As soon as Lynn heard that it was 500 million, she immediately shouted at Ulrich anxiously, “Impossible! How could it be 500 million?! I obviously only borrowed 500,000! This is a scam! You cheat!” Lynn was stunned! It was 500 million! “Wynn, you have to save me!” Lynn immediately grabbed Wynn's arm tightly, feeling very scared.

"President Ye..." "Cut the crap. Transfer the money." "But your private account is less than five million..." Debbie was rendered speechless "How much left?" Hunter Ye asked. "One million." Why did he suddenly become so poor? Zenne Ye placed a bet on the Hunter Ye with the total amount of five million dollars and sent a message to Yuri on WeChat. Zenne Ye: "if you don't have a good exam, you will be sorry for me!" After leaving the examination room, Yuri went to the lab. suddenly, she received a WeChat message from Zenne Ye.

“Ten million.” She dropped the biscuit. “You WHAT?!” “I—won—the—lottery,” I repeated slowly, watching her eyes nearly pop out. “But… I died. Sort of. And came back. Long story. Bleach. Knives. Betrayal. Not the point right now.” She looked at me like I’d just told her I dated a carabao. “Anak. You’re telling me you have ten million dollars?” “Yes.” “And you came to my house? To show me this?”

Yanni received a package at 5:00 pm. When Nylah handed it over, she wore a mysterious expression. “It's a same-city delivery from Mr. Keaton, Ms. Yanni. I bet it’s a super sexy nightgown inside!” Yanni was quite speechless. “What on earth do you think about all day?” As she opened the box, it turned out not to be a sexy nightgown at all, but a bank transfer slip. The sender was Keaton, and the amount was an astonishing 9.6 billion dollars.

she sighed then placed her hand over Camila’s. “A hundred ‘(no)s’ can’t compete with one yes, a yes can wipe out all the pain of receiving no, no, no, you have to keep pushing and never let that dream go to waste, show them you’re the Camila I know that get whatever she wants because she can and she will” Camila grinned slowly then wrapped her arms around Joan’s neck. “I love you so much girl, I will never stop till I get the yes I want,” she leaned back from the hug the both of them stood to their feet “Thank you, Joan, I love you”