Andy Ye Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Don’t try to come up with any thoughts. He’s totally out of my league.” Mrs. Mayweather and Mr. Mayweather looked at each other, and Mr. Mayweather sat on the edge of the bed. “What does it mean that he’s out of your league? Does he look down on those who work in the entertainment industry?” Xyla smiled. “Dad, he’s the richest man in the world, the heir of the Hathaways of Yaramoor. Does he look like someone who would give a d*mn about your company?” Mrs. Mayweather and Mr. Mayweather were shocked.

she said, “but I need you to understand that this is a very good thing.” I stared at her through swollen eyes. She continued like she hadn’t just announced the funeral of my freedom. “Dave Ashton is one of the most respected young men in the country. He is successful, disciplined, and from an excellent family.” “And a stranger,” I said. Her smile flickered but didn’t fall. “He is also the youngest billionaire in the country.” There it was. The real selling point. Money. Always money. I let out a dry laugh and pushed myself up from the floor.

She drops her hands at her sides, clenching them into fists. “You know what? I can have my dad, you know, the Valerian Everhart, billionaire, mogul, all-around rich man, invest in your father’s company. You know, he has a few measly millions to give out to the less fortunate. I’m sure a couple million will help you guys at home.” “Who the hell do you even think you are?!” “Someone much richer than you, baby girl.” “You think a few millions-“ “Billions.” I corrected, while staring at my nails.

"I didn't realize you went for rich billionaires now. Your niche a few years ago was rebellious bad boys with a truckload of trauma behind them." I laughed, still ruffled from the encounter I had a few minutes ago. Grandma started ticking her fingers. "Mommy issues, daddy issues." She grinned. "You name it. You're an expert at this." My grandma could be funny when she wanted to be. "He has a kid, a daughter, and he lives in the wealthiest part of the town. I hear he's a billionaire. I mean, he owns multiple chains of hotels and restaurants and he just bought this restaurant from Mr. Wang."

Larry Ellison, CEO of Oracle and one of the richest men in the world. But do you know who Pierre Omidyar is? He founded eBay. How about Satya Nadella, current CEO of Microsoft? Or Jack Ma, the Asian businessman who started Alibaba, ‘the Chinese A****n’ that’s worth over $150 billion? Unless you work in tech, journalism, or the stock market, I’ll bet you’ve never even heard of Reed Hastings, Peter Thiel, Jack Dorsey, Marc Andreessen, Ma Huateng, Ginni Rometty, Robin Li, David Karp, or Travis Kalanick. And those people are basically world famous. They’ve given you everything from N*****x to Tumblr to Uber.

"Who are you?" "We’re the people your fiancé owes money to," he said as he pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket. "Brian borrowed two hundred thousand dollars in your name yesterday morning. Secured against your personal assets and your bank accounts. Since he’s nowhere to be found, the debt falls to you." I stiffened.

I said in agreement. "Let me ask you, what if you were the one, what would your answer be?". He asked. "I will say no with immediate effect". I replied without thinking. "You don't even think about it before answering me". He said laughing. "Yes I don't have to think about it because I know what I want, I won't let any marriage destroy my future. If we are poor today, I will work hard to make us rich again". "You are silly, do you think you can restore everything?, do you even know how many years it takes dad to be where he is right now". He said laughing, I looked stupid.

Isn't the tending news about fashion cup? She scroll through her phone with a broad smile. *Youngest billionaire, business tycoon is no longer a bachelor!* I stared at her in confusion... What does that have to do with me? I'm not a billionaire yet, so I don't need to know about any billionaire for now. *Youngest billionaire, Andre Knight....* Ok, hearing Andre's name caught my attention.. I drop the spatula and gave Anna a listening ear. *..... richest New Yorker finally announced his relationship status!*

It was an easy guess, nothing that would require much work. “We were going to conquer the world together,” Ilay continued, a wistful edge to his voice. “Not with our families’ money, but with our own ideas. We had plans. A company. A partnership.” He took a slow sip. “And then Yuna appeared in his life.” He paused. I could already guess what happened next.

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.