The Billionaire's Contracted Bride

nd a wife" he replied. "Huh? Is that how you find a wife?" He chuckle carrying the laptop from his lap. " I am honestly confused, I don't know what to do" he sigh in frustration. He has been tryin

wandered on the streets as he felt like all hope is lost. Maybe it is. She just lost her job. She started working there barely two weeks and now she's out, her life is really the worst. If an award is to be giving to the person with the weirdest luck in history, she will definitely win. Too bad there is nothing of such. "Why is everything like this!" She yell and her voice echoed in the background. She stared around and luckily no one was passing by. At least she's save from those that will contact the nearest mental asylum. She sigh and sat on the floor, Mirabel Lopez, a twenty two year old girl. She grew up with her mom but they hot separated when she was ten. She left the house to get something for them to eat but she never returned. Being a strong girl she had no problem coping. But life doesn't give a damn about how strong you are, finishing high school was so hard, got into college on scholarship. She had to drop out when she couldn't pay some fees and put food on the table, it was just too hard. She was still lost in thought when she saw some guys walking into a bar. "I will definitely eat dinner, I just have to be smart" she mumble and walked into the bar. " Go get some drinks from the bartender we have to celebrate" she heard one of the guys said. " Guys I think this is too much" another guy who looked like the richest said as they sat in the VIP section. "Congratulations man!" One of the guy yell as he opened a bottle of champagne and they all raised a cup to get theirs. "Wow! Congratulations!" A man yell