Baca Novel The Richest Poor Novels & Stories

I feel so helpless right now. "What if I told you I heard about a job opportunity as a house cleaner, and the pay is catchy, and it could cover up for your sister's surgery f*e, you know? Besides, I heard he is a Billionaire, and who knows? You might even meet someone important.” as she leaned closer. Isabella's hope sparked. “A billionaire? That sounds too good to be true." Mia hesitated. "Well, I heard he expects perfection, and his staff works long hours. But if you're willing to take the challenge, I can set up an interview."

He had once been the richest man in the world, but now he was merely a cripple, bankrupt, and abandoned. Julian stared at Jennifer’s retreating back, consumed by jealousy as his woman intimately held another man’s arm, yet he was acutely aware that he was no longer the wealthiest. "I am no longer a rich man, and I have only just managed to stand up. The pain in my legs is excruciating, Cassandra. I was the one who made the mistake, and now I will atone for everything. If you won't love me, then it is my turn to pursue you." Julian resolved not to lose to Ricard, the rich man from a neighbouring country.

Because the demands of work make me look cruel, powerful and even stay up all night to create reports, don't let my guard down, the company can change hands the next day. Poor people always complain about their life and ridicule if rich people are spoiled for nothing, even though if seen by rich people, people who struggle the most don't give up easily. They could lose billions of dollars overnight, not like poor people who only lost $10 but complained like they lost half their lives. In my opinion, poor people are spoiled. They do not like to try and always hope for others, only raising their hands. Shame on you!

“ A chocolate. “ Tim answers breaking it in two. He gives one part of it to me and eats the other. “ I’ve rarely had those. “ He comments. “ Can I see yours? “ He asks, I give the piece to him. He first smells it and then eats it. Right in front of my very own two eyes. “ Why’d you do that?? “ I scream. “ What? Stop whining Emma. You’re not a child. “ He says absentmindedly. “ Are you really rich? The first time, you stole Tim’s cupcake and this time it’s my chocolate!” I joke. “ No, I’m actually poor, just pretending to be rich. The company, the mansion, my cars, and my wealth all appeared one day and I suddenly became rich. “ He jokes half-heartedly. “ Maybe if I was poor, I wouldn’t have

She put her hand on her ear and whispered the information she gathered about the five men so far. When Ryan heard the information, her eyes widened in shock. “IS THAT TRUE?!” Ryan shouted, sitting on four legs. If she has a tail, it’ll probably wag in excitement. “I heard that they are rich. But not to that point!” “Believe me, my friend, my heart of capitalism beat so hard when I learned that my possible brothers-in-law are billionaires. I dreamed of bathing in a bathtub full of dollars.” The two crazy women looked at each other and laughed so hard.

Hearing Rose's story, it seems that being a Sugar Baby doesn't sound so bad to Bella. "Don't rush; just think about it first," Rose said slowly. Bella took a deep breath, then looked up again at the sky and closed her eyes tightly. The warmth of the sun returned to her pale face. "Isn't it very tiring to keep working while the money is never enough to support your life? Nowadays, especially in Jakarta, the rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer! If there's an easier way to get money, why work so hard?" Rose exclaimed as she lay down on the grass and looked up into the sky.

I was getting pissed. "And who gave you the right to talk about them like that?just because you're rich doesn't mean you should go about talking shit about people. I think they work as hard as we do, they're are just quite unfortunate not to have the same luck. They aren't lazy asses, they work tremendously to fend for themselves and let me tell you one thing..poor people are the happiest,they live freely unlike us who live in the fair of being kidnapped or attacked by robbers,we put up so many securities just to stay safe while they wander around in the streets freely. They live in small homes while we live in big houses. Houses, that's just where we live. We don't have homes. Many of we ri

And buying a thing that doesn’t matter in our living. Speaking about money? I know it is really hard to understand and difficult to figure out. All we have to do is to be contented of how much and what blessing will be given to us. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

I just collapsed on the bed. “Who knew the rich also had issues?” Kai lay down beside me. “We are not different from poor folks, just with money.” I hugged him. “Scratch that — way worse. Laced with fake smiles and personalities while they commit the worst crimes known to mankind.” With those final words I fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and his fingers in my hair.

“For five whole years, we lived under the same roof. We were husband and wife, and I know you better than anyone. For five years, I monitored every cent that entered your bank account.” A cruel smile appeared on his face. “And not once did your balance exceed fifteen hundred dollars. In fact, the only reason it ever reached that amount was because I was the one sending money to you.” Several people gasped. Richard folded his arms and looked at her with undisguised scorn. “You are poor, Bianca.” “You are broke. You are wretched.” Then he delivered the question everyone was waiting for. “So tell me... How does a woman as poor and miserable as you suddenly come up with one point five billion do