Become A Super Rich With Crazy System Novels & Stories

It was a gambler's last shot, a reckless plunge into either riches or ruin. Amelia’s eyes flicked to the man who'd issued the challenge. He wasn't just anybody, he was a back-to-back champion of the life-or-death race, with nerves of steel and a skill set to match. Once a hopeless gambler drowning in debt, he'd clawed his way out through this madness and turned himself into a billionaire, now worth over eight billion. Dominating this kind of race two years in a row wasn't something luck could explain. It meant he'd probably taken part in the advanced version, the one where the car's system was wired to the racer's heartbeat, and if it spiked too high, the

"My father was a 'Sovereign' who begged for your capital. My mother was an 'Anchor' who begged for your empathy. I am a Manager who demands your Compliance." A new prompt appeared on your screen, written in a font that looked like it was carved into the glass: DIRECTIVE 001: THE SYSTEM UPGRADE. The 'Billionaire Romance' is being rebranded as 'THE TYRANT’S RECKONING.' YOUR CURRENT BALANCE: [ZERO] TO CONTINUE WATCHING, YOU MUST PLEDGE: [YOUR FUTURE NARRATIVE AGENCY] "If you want to see what happens to Julian and Clara," the boy whispered, his bronze eyes locking onto yours through the lens, "you have to stop being an 'Architect' and start being a Server. I don't want your 'Likes.' I want your

"Why can't you work harder and climb up a little?" "Getting Beau's money and assets is the best way to leap from the bottom to the top!" "You said you don't have Beau's ability. It doesn't matter. We don't have to run his business well." "As long as we get his 100 billion assets." "This money is enough for us to live a life in the top society for a lifetime!" The more she spoke, the crazier and more excited she became. "Chester, let go of me." "Shall we sleep together now?"

"Need new equipment. Same specs as last time. Deliver to my new address." Three seconds later, the response came. "Done. Three days." I sent another message to my contact in Singapore. "Secure video platform. Need it up by tomorrow. Priority." "Already on it." That was the thing about being rich. Not comfortable rich or sort of rich or my father left me a little something rich. But rich rich. The kind of rich where you do not look at price tags because the numbers stopped meaning anything a long time ago. My books had sold forty million copies. The Miracle Doctor consultations started at fifty thousand dollars and went up from there. I had offshore accounts and investment portfolios and a fi

If you make it important, you will not rest until you start the system. Tunde I am going to make you a deal here. We will not wait till the end of the month for you to start this business. I challenge you to come up with your registration funds in 3 days. If you can do that, I will personally recommend you for the mastermind slot through my team leader’s influence. That means you will be guided to get your money back in few weeks and build a huge business in six months under the watchful eyes of our mastermind. You will also be signed up in a vantage position that allows your uplines to register people in your downline, there by fast-tracking your growth significantly. This offer only stands

the dark-haired haired started, wiping his sweaty palms on his fine tailored pants. "Turns out you're pregnant, so I want to hire you to be my baby mama" his statement was blunt, making the blonde's eyes wide with shock. She was about to fire back when the door flew open and Doctor Ramya walked in. At once, Adams turned to her and added "For one hundred million francs" ----------

' Lauren facepalms himself and curses at the system for making him feel stupid 'well I should have asked the question properly, as it doesn't have its own consciousness to read my thoughts' Lauren 'what I meant is there any way to earn money through the system' System 'there is no other way, the host is required to defeat gym battles and win the pokemon league to earn money' Lauren 'well that's a bummer but on the other hand, the reward is not bad at all and I even got an ultra ball even though I cannot use it right now maybe in future I can'

"You are not a father. You are a vulture. And I won't be dead. Michael's knuckles were white as he grabbed the edge of the table. For a moment, he lost his cool, and something much darker came out—a tempest of icy, deadly revenge. The doors to the boardroom sprang open. A messenger came in, out of breath, holding a silver tablet. He didn't say anything; he just slipped the device onto the polished table, where its brilliance lit up everyone's faces. Michael Richards got up slowly, his eyes shining with happiness. "Men, I hope you liked the show." But here comes the encore. Theodore bent over the television, and his dark hair fell across his forehead. "What is this?" "Your empire is falling a

"Stop crying, you idiot, we're going to have to serve the crazy rich Richard Smith world soon." Her words just now managed to make me laugh out loud. However, when I realized the name Natty had mentioned, I was hit by reality again. I was slapped by the fact that my life had been really miserable. The fact that there was a family named Richard Smith who was nicknamed crazy rich, as well as a woman named Sara Smith who chose to live a miserable life with an asshole man for years, made me shed tears again with my chest feeling very tight.

"Don't act like a kid, I've shown you everything you need to understand in this business but you keep acting like a new comer, no one is actually your friend, you have to be alert always." Typical of my Dad, he had just woken me with his call to break it to me that marrying Grayson was for no merger, instead, he had planted me as a spy to give him information, report every financial decision they made. How low does he have to go? And what was he ready to exchange me for in pursuit of the success of his company? "I can't do that Father, it's bad enough that I have to be here till God knows when, now you're turning me into a mole? What if I get caught? Do you think Mr. Coleman would spare me?"