Novel & Cerita A Billionaire's Secret Five

"That company is a gift from master to us, but he didn't want to tell anyone that's why I keep as a secret and told you that it was my parents who left it for me" "Did your master really given you that company?" "Yes, do you know the BBB?" "BBB? Isn't it that it was the mysterious richest person in the world it's wealth is beyond imagination it almost have half of the worlds wealth and it percent become larger it is now 70% of worlds wealth" "Your right, honey that BBB was my master daughter's initials0, Brilliana Belle Bueneva" "Honey, I get it now, your so lucky finding such a ultimate rich master, then how much is your salary"

She tried to sift through the jagged pieces of a very fucked up puzzle and not lose her shit any further. She’d wanted the truth. Had been after it since she knew the billionaire had been hiding something. And it was a whooper of secret as well. The God’s of the city, who saved millions with their supplies carted across a broken, dangerous country, couldn’t save them fucking selves. Not even with all the money in the world at their fingertips, rubbing elbows with the CEO of the LEDA pharmaceutical Corporation, they were both fucked regardless. Money couldn’t solve all their problems after all.

“They're not even going to try and place some of this on you. With me there they won't even bother. I could easily bury the entire Police Department with motions and files again them a matter of a week they would be so overwhelmed that they wouldn't even know what side is up. That is only one of the very few benefits to having a billionaire on your side. Everything else just seems to be more of a waste.” “You're not going to do that.” Kelly said if she looked at him. He just looked at her and check out the little bit knowing that he could easily bury the entire state with lawsuits and paperwork. Part of the perks of being what he was meant that he was able to access secrets for every single

She said, her gaze laced with concern. “I will be okay, Maggie” I told her, then dashed out. Checking around convenience stores, I was able to go back to Maggie with a burner laptop. I inserted the flash. Accounts popped up. Stocks, assets, and everything Elda mentioned earlier. “These……they are all mine” I was stunned, my voice low. A billionaire I was just realizing that I was. I could see Maggie gulp. "With this, we can finally be able to hide ourselves, Maggie” I spoke, my voice cheerful.

more than just "My family controls businesses. They control everything, such as Politics, money, and crime. If there's something to own in this city, they own it." Tina's heart skipped a beat. "Crime?" Jesse nodded, his expression serious. "The Petrov Mafia. That's who we are. That's who I am." Tina's blood ran cold. The words hung in the air, thick with implication. She had heard of the Petrov family everyone had. They were notorious and feared, and now she was standing in the penthouse of one of their own. as he read the message. "We've got a problem," he muttered, slipping the phone back into his pocket.

His stank of expensive scotch, old money, and carefully buried sins. The club on Fifth Street, that’s where they always went. A nest for predators in suits. Hidden behind black glass and velvet ropes, like secrecy itself had a price tag. I walked in knowing exactly what I’d find, men pretending they owned the world, trading it one piece at a time. I’d spent a week mapping his life. His contacts, his dirty money, his skeletons. I knew what he ate, who he fucked, when he lied. Men like him thought they were untouchable, but all it took was the right kind of silence to hear them breathing.

He refocused on the graph displayed on his boss's laptop screen, providing explanations and calculations to Edward, who was waiting for his report. "The top executives of Nebula want this mall we're building to be connected to both the apartment complex and a five-star hotel. And since yesterday, there have been several investors who have submitted offers." Then Axel reached for another folder he had placed on Edward's desk. Opening it, he showed it to his boss. "These are all the investors who are valid and have confirmed participation in the tender. You should know that Bvlgari has submitted the highest bid among all the other companies." Edward looked up, nAaroning his eyes.

My mother’s voice daily was another thing that kept me from losing my sanity. Also, in the past three days, I have learnt to avoid social media. The last time I checked, Chris was the headline. Billionaire Secret Baby, True or False? The Sanchez’s mystery Baby. The headline itself was shocking but the content was horrible. It was about all things about Chris and how the society doubted if he was truly Kingston’s son regardless of how they look alike. Not like, I care about what the society believes in or not. Towards the ending of the news, they bounced back at me, claiming I only wanted a part of the billionaire wealth and that was why I brought a fake baby. They knew my name, and thing

No shit, sherlock. Believe me, even though he asked me to promise him, he didn't just believe it. Security would be tight tonight. Barra wasn't a brainless man who simply believed what I said as easy as turning a palm. He was a successful billionaire who had occupied the very first position since two years ago. His business strategy was accurate and realistic. The way his calm-thoughtful auras could easily turn off his opponents. And, the most important was his secretive eyes. They hold a million secrets and meanings.

I had built this life piece by piece, decision by decision, and I would burn everything before I let anyone take it from me. Because if they ever found out, Magnus would see an heir, Adrian would see leverage, and Richard had already proven enough. I tightened my hold on David slightly before forcing myself to loosen it. He would remain my secret. Mine. Always. “You know something?” I murmured, pulling him into my lap. “Mama is very, very rich. Do you know why?” He shook his head, eyes wide. “Did you win a race?” A small smile slipped through. “Something like that. My father was very smart. Before he died, he hid something for me—a piece of a very big company. Fifteen percent of Voss Industr