After Reborn, She Become A Real Billionaire Novels & Stories

Her brows knitted and she chewed on her bottom lip as she read out loud. “Hello, my wonderful fans. It's been a long ass time, but your baddest bitch is back, and she's back with loads of drama! Eek! The last time I brought the tea, you all called me a marriage destroyer and all sorts of names, but look how that turned out. I saved their marriage-by destroying it nonetheless-but at least no one is being lied to. Both spouses are happily separated. As always, I bring out the truth. Now, I have returned with more juicy stories. There is a billionairess out there whose husband is squandering her family's money (on me) just because she's infertile. There's more to the tea than meets the eye.

Nora smiled and headed toward her room. Sophie had thoughtfully booked separate rooms for her and Nathaniel. Right now, Nora was alone. She changed out of her shoes, climbed into bed, and clutched her phone like she was holding her own heartbeat. Even with zero remaining expectations of Richard, something about this moment still left her unsettled. A thought surfaced. Richard didn’t know she’d been reborn. But it was one hundred percent confirmed that he had been reborn too. He’d saved Vivian. Broken off the engagement. Nora had made peace with all of that the grief had passed.

So I imagined her on the TV. But she was the one. She looked clean, different, and professional. And to top it up, she looked more confident, way more confident than she looked when she came here a few months ago. Or should I say a year ago? It made no sense. Everything had been ruined. Everything had been scattered. She lost everything. She lost Aiden too. She lost Mom's trust. How is she capable? How is she back on the news? How is she thriving? I brought out my phone immediately and started searching for information about Sophia, typing down her name when I saw it linked to a charity.

Then to Tita Maribel who frowned as if she couldn't believe she was holding a dollar in her hands as she left for the door. My cursed little rectangle of absolute power. Where a few days ago, before my death, an ordinary 10$, now became 100,000$. This wasn’t luck. This wasn’t coincidence. This was divine accounting. Cosmic compensation. And somehow, I was the only one who realized the world had flipped upside down and no one got the memo. Everyone around me was living like the economy hadn’t done a full triple somersault. But I knew. I remembered. And now? I wasn’t just alive. I was fucking rich enough to burn the past—and rebuild it in my name.

"You must study hard, Anna Lawson. After all, someone like you who's destined to be a pauper was born to work for wealthy people like me," Bianca Walters said. I knew I had been reborn when Bianca's loathsome voice reverberated in my ears. I had been brought back to the day when my so-called best friend told everyone that she had managed to earn seven million dollars through her own business. The pain of all my bones shattering into a million pieces after I jumped off the building still lingered.

“Nathaniel… I mean… You don’t really have to do that. My mother’s the-” “She permitted me to do this. She also agreed that there’s no one else who deserves this but you and Raya. I know it’s barely enough compensation for everything, but I think I can live with myself better after this.” The excitement that the news brought was mighty. If I weren’t seated, I would be jumping like I have springs on my feet. “So, our daughter’s now a billionaire?” He laughed. “Yes. Isn’t that amazing? She became a billionaire before me.”

And what better way to avenge her parents death than to make sure her uncle does not get the CEO title he has schemed so hard for. Just before her mother died, she had whispered to her that her uncle, Marcus had been behind the death of her father. She had no evidence to prove it. Yet. “Alright, I will do it.” “Oh, thank you so much Miss Goven. Your grandfather…” “I’m not done yet Mr, James. I will do it only on these conditions. First, I will reveal my real identity as the heiress of the Goven family only when I am ready to do so. Second, I will not be returning to the Goven household or to City E until I am ready to. Thirdly, since my identity can not yet be revealed, I will be acting as t

Maxina Heart wasn't the McDonald's family's biological daughter. Their real daughter was long gone. She died at the hands of the human traffickers. Maxina shared the same name as their daughter, which was unlucky from the start. She had been with the traffickers for as long as she could remember. She didn't know her real parents. A year ago, the McDonald family mistakenly took her for their daughter and brought her home. Maxina wanted to see if they were worthy of the girl who was dead because of their mistake. They weren't. Maxina Heart died at the end of that year because her friend's family chose Karen, an adopted daughter who replaced the real Maxina. Now, she's back, and she

It was a shocking revelation that turned her world upside down. After her painful separation from Shawn, she had moved to the countryside, found a new job at a convenience store, and cut ties with everyone she knew before. She had worked hard and managed to earn enough money to take care of herself and her child. But fate had other plans for her. One fateful day, a man walked into the store and wanted to speak with her. He explained everything to her, revealing that she had been given to a poor family at birth to protect her from her real father's business rival. Now, with her biological father dead, she was back as the CEO of the Castle group.

That fear was the main reason she had insisted on working. *Look where that got me,* she thought bitterly, remembering the loss of her child and the price of trusting the wrong people. *Now isn’t the time to dwell on that.* She stood up suddenly, startling Anita, and walked toward her room. Shopping with Chloe the day before had forced her to face something she had been avoiding: she had money. She was no longer the broke college student or the struggling single mother. She needed to start acting like it. “I am a billionaire,” she admitted quietly to herself. Between the house sales, the assets, and the divorce settlement, she was in a completely different position now.