Billionaire's Runaway Bride

ring lightly and ruffling

s phone rang aloud, causin

y as he picked up the phone and flung it

he phone caused him to jolt up, with ever

bed, rushing towards the phone and picki

yed up to a month in his possession and despite how wealthy he was, he felt terrible that he had given th

day sleep time. During weekdays, he worked from the morning hours up to nighttime. At that, he didn't have enough ti

y...", he was saying when the voice from

mute for some seconds. "What are you trying to say?" Stan asked, h

at it wasn't what his

owingly, the phone dropped from his grip and landed on the f

g so hard to keep his knees from collapsing. "No, no, that's

would have been capable of drawing the attenti

d tried to come up with a decision. His name is Stan, a handsome young billionaire in his early thirties.

the emotions that surged up from the news he heard, he couldn't deny the fact that it struck the most sensitive part of his heart. He took in a deep breath and, suddenly, felt a wave of energy flowing through him. "There's still time! There's time!" He muttered hurriedly as he ran back to his bedroom and glanced at the wall clock that hung opposite where he stood. It was almost 11:am, the time of the day when the bride was probably about

his eyes. "Where did you get the information from?"Stan

s eyes popped out of his socket. "What?" He

the magazine. She was only a simple girl who didn't fancy so much social

ding can't actually be on a magazine...",

can", Jay re

luential person. I'm certain the news would be everywhere very so

ooking as though he were running out of air. "Are you oka

the road. Jay was a young and handsome man around the same age range as Stan. They were best of friends since college, and it wasn't surprising that the bo

rything he was going through, and that caused

reach there when the wedding is ove

on his forehead, and Jay couldn't help but scrunch his brows, totally surpr