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House, 02:30 PM. After returning from school, Mom was engrossed in watching television. Mom's office was organizing an event, so she had to come home earlier than usual. I was dropped off by my regular online motorcycle taxi driver. According to Mom, after working late into the night yesterday, she wanted to take a short break. "Poor Mom, she must be exhausted," I murmured. "CONGRATULATIONS TO ESCAPRA GOLD COMPANY" The sentence on the TV screen that Mom was watching. It was a news broadcast, an interview session about the achievements of a company based in Singapore. According to a business expert, the company that was originally started from scratch in Jakarta had now successfully expanded

She closed her eyes, trying to find some comfort in the silence of their living room. “Ruby, I forgot to ask, what’s his name” Naomi asked out of curiosity cutting through Ruby’s thought “Stephan Rodriguez” Ruby replied nonchalantly “Hold on, Ruby please tell me your Stephan isn’t the same Stephan the popular business mogul,” Naomi asked “Well from what I found out, he is the same person, the heir to the Grand Empire” Ruby replied Naomi took out her phone and quickly typed in “Stephan Rodriguez” turning her phone to Ruby “Is this your mystery man” Naomi asked showing Ruby a picture of Stephan from the internet

She felt ready. They spent the night preparing. Calls were made. Flights booked. And confidential documents retrieved from Thunder’s private vault. It turned out, Thunder Voldizépeña had been preparing for this battle long before Summer even knew it existed. Security footage, bank records, testimonies. Lava Xovert’s empire had cracks—Thunder just needed Summer to say the word. And she did. “I’m done being the victim.” Two days later, Manila buzzed with its usual chaos: traffic horns, shouting vendors, and the scent of roasted street food in the air.

“You’ve been through hell. Let the world talk. Let them break their own necks over the news. You just… rest.” He didn’t answer, just sat down on the couch and leaned back. His eyes closed, and for the first time since I’d met him, he looked human. Not the billionaire. Not the man on every magazine cover. Just Rand. I sat beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. Outside, thunder rolled again — low and far away. The kind of sound that tells you the storm’s not over, just catching its breath. But right then, it didn’t matter. We’d already survived the worst part.

At my age and my looks, it's unbelievable that I have that kind of billions in the passbook that Mommy left me and in the span of time I only noticed and understood such things. Maybe this is the right time for me to know my wealth that was hidden and I know what I will do now. After all the time it took and the bad things I experienced as a trader, this is the replacement for all my hardships. The vice president glanced at me then returned the papers. I secretly read his name and it was Mr. Jedizon Dela Fuente. I nodded as I read his name. "Mr. Fermindoza, leave me these documents of yours and I'll take care of them all day long. I'll just photocopy them so you can leave the copies."

But sorry for this guy, I don't extend time limits for relationship. Erica: Baby! I'm here in the immigration office. I was planning to surprise you here in Canada, but the guards confiscated my passport when I was picking up my bag. They won't let me leave if I don't pay the fine. So can you please send $100? I'm really scared.... Riel quickly replied Riel: I'm on my way, baby. I smirk as I saw the next text message he sent. It was a confirmation of $100 successfully transferred to our bank account.

The bitch never knew how much pain her father had gone through when Rhea left them to be with a much well-off man—to a billionaire. “Here’s a thousand dollars for that pitiful sad face of yours,” her mother said as she patted her on the cheeks then handed her the 1000$. If Minerva was not in need of money, she could have refused it. But her father was sick…again. And this cash, this ‘gift’, is pretty much vital for her father’s wellness, especially to his expensive medicines. “Thank you.” That was a genuine gratitude from her. Her mother’s smile grew wider, and in embarrassment, she just smiled back as well.

Mike walked in to his hotel room and slumped on the bed. He played a song and increased the volume and danced to the song while packing his luggages into his mini box. He took the file and smelled it, he hasn't opened it ever since he collected it from Anthony, he has done his calculations and planned his life for the next 10 years. "Mike you are the most fortunate person on earth, you become a billionaire without working hard for it. I am lucky." He screamed and jumped up happily.

"Don't worry about your wealth. Besides, we're still young. We’re not getting married anytime soon." She didn’t know where she found the courage to speak to her boyfriend's mother like that. But Allison knew one thing: her love for Ethan was worth more than any amount Andrea Montenegro could offer her. "That's what you all say. But your real intention is to get your hands on my son's wealth," Andrea stated, clearly unconvinced. She couldn’t really blame her, considering what had happened with Felicity before. After all, she was just a mother trying to protect her son from opportunists. But Ally wasn’t like that. And she wanted to prove to Andrea that her love for Ethan was pure. "Ms. Garcia,

The two crazy women looked at each other and laughed so hard. “Well, this is just a rumor. But no rumor starts from nothing. I mean, just look at their faces. They look gold from head to toe. And you’re the lucky b*tch who succeeded in seducing five conglomerates heir from five prestigious families.” Ryan looked afar. She thought about the five guys, Terban, Slyvester, Vincent, Kyle, and Chaylen. They seemed rich, especially Terban. Ryan knew Terban when he was young, and Terban worked in his father’s corporation when he had time.