Anonymous Millionaire Reviews Novels & Stories

He's still as conceited as ever! Everybody was in shock that we knew each other. Edith's face is painted in disbelief, and she is still perplexed. Amielle, on the other hand, is speechless with her mouth wide open. "Oh, wait, I'm sorry, but have you two already met?" Edith asked. Both he and I have our eyes locked on each other with furrowed brows. It's like we're playing a game of staring each other down until someone loses. "Miss Miracle, this is Mr. Antoine Laurent. A billionaire and a business tycoon who owns The Antoine Laurent Parfums." Laurent's secretary said.

Built everything I had from the ground up, brick by brick, deal by deal, acquisition by acquisition until being a billionaire was just something I was. It wasn’t something I really put much thought to anymore. Neither did I care for the title. In fact, the first time it had genuinely satisfied me was when Amber Moon found out how rich I was—that flash of shock in her eyes. So it wasn’t a surprise that the second time would be now, staring at the expression on her face, watching her mouth open and close like she was trying to process what Monroe had just said. Eight hundred and fifty million dollars. Just under a billion.

I asked and everyone, literally, everyone looked at me as if I had just landed from another planet. “You don’t know who Adrien Russell is?” Racheal asked and I shook my head. “You must be living in caves to not know him. He is the most handsome, single billionaire in the states. He will soon take over his father’s business of restaurants and hotels all over the world.” Megan explained and I stood there shocked. So the person who helped me and saved my life yesterday, was a freaking billionaire. No wonder the management of the lodge gave him so much importance. “But I highly doubt that now. Seeing that his and his family's reputation is at stake. I never knew he was such a player.” Hannah sho

Someone, he can easily divorce when his beloved appears. He walked toward them nonchalantly. Their gaze locked for a moment, and he stared back at her as she continued to stare at him. it was as if she was just seeing him for the first time and that didn't seem well with him. He couldn't believe there was someone in the country who was ignorant of him. Damon Willy is the world's most famous designer ever. He is known in the country for his good looks and cold attitude that most ladies consider sexy. And a hottie billionaire workaholic.

A murmur of awe filled the hall. “Wow, he’s something else.” “He’s not just powerful, he’s… kind.” “He really is the perfect man.” I looked at him. His expression didn’t change, not even a flicker of pride. But somehow, warmth spread through me. Maybe because I thought of Liam. He really was lucky—to have such a father. Then the announcer continued. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the host smiled excitedly, “we’ve just confirmed a massive anonymous donation—one billion dollars!”

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

Despite being a man with his lifestyle, he was not insensitive, the very idea of having killed someone and walked away without doing anything would not let him live in peace. Mason Clark, a young millionaire of twenty-five, son of one of the best families in the city, a man not so tall, but with an enviable body, since he was only dedicated to taking care of him, his presence was the most important thing, he had straight blonde hair, with honey-colored yellow eyes and snowy skin. Known in his social circle for the way he squandered his money, his generosity with his friends and especially the endless number of women who had passed through his room, he was the most sought-after bachelor in to

“ I am not giving myself to my boss stop it, maybe he is just generous, or better still, it’s probably from my salary “ I said, she smile gently at me then nodded, before scrooning into the bedroom, obviously to pee. I stare at the computer then my phone, it’s all happening way too fast, maybe too fast, and I can’t digest all at one’s, who’s this man, or maybe a man woman who has so much money to send a mere worker like me $20000 just for clothes and shoe And there is a damn car out here worth thousands if not millions of dollars, I don’t know the sender, my head stings smaking my hands locates it edges immediately as I walk into my r room, for quick ice medications or maybe some drugs that

Annabelle was left alone in her room. She could not bring herself to believe her family was actually trying to push her into marriage, a marriage she would forbid even in her dreams. Jake was the only son of a very wealthy family . His father , Mr Clifford, was the chairman of a powerful group in the society, the Ford group of companies. One would easily think he was the owner of the electricals and electronics company that went by the trade name Ford. Being the only son of such a highly respected power broker, everyone tried to get on his good side, including Annabelle's family.