Become Billionaire With The System Novels & Stories

"Ten billion is a lot of money, Mrs. Harper. What makes you think you can pay it back? Let alone double it in one year?" "Because I am very good at what I do," Nyla said confidently. I know the future, she thought. I know exactly which companies will succeed and which will fail. I know about the government development plan for that land. I know which stocks will crash and which will soar. I have information that is worth more than ten billion. Information that will let me turn your money into forty billion before the year is up. Cameron tilted his head. "That is not much of an explanation."

On the first day, he received a system, he received 500 million yen, on the second day, he received 20 billion yen, and on the third day, his net worth should reach a hundred of billion, right? Monica felt a bit dumbfounded at how fast he gathered his assets, however, he was already numb with the system and he knew the speed at which he gathered his assets should be slower later on since if wanted to get more rewards in the future, he needed to do that kind of things with the target that had been chosen by the system since the loophole of the system was already useless. Monica didn't want to become a scumbag so if he wanted to become richer then he needed to think about how to increase his a

I've just booked a restaurant for my seventh wedding anniversary with my wife, Melanie Rowland, when several lines of text suddenly appear across my vision. "Would you like to take part in a loyalty test? "We'll randomly give your wife a system. If she tells you about it, you win, and the two of you will receive one million dollars." After seven years of marriage, I have no doubt Melanie loves me. As far as I'm concerned, that million dollars is already in the bag. Still, I'm curious enough to ask one question. "What if we lose?" "If you lose, it proves your marriage has failed. In return, you'll receive a mystery prize big enough to let you start your life over. "The price of partici

Susan Was taking her time, scanning the environment as she entered into the house. “I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, but I am more than a casual engineering student who is working under a company. I don't receive salary. Rather, I pay people. My dad died after my graduation which both of you know about." He paused and put both hands inside his pocket. "But one thing you guys don't know was that he is a billionaire. He is wealthy but doesn't show off. As his only son, I took over everything, making me a billionaire."

I am lost in my anime till Gregory comes over to me "Denise, it's time for us to leave". I sit up, putting on my sandals as Gregory helps me up to my feet. When Gregory told me he was taking me for a business meeting I never expected this, I don't think I have truly grasped what the concept of being a billionaire truly means. We are seated in his private jet, an actual private jet. I've been in awe since I stepped in, the jet has a bed and even a bar . "good lord". In my wildest dream I wouldn't have even seen this.

But by then, I was already made into a product for Babylon. And the customers? The shoddiest, wealthiest people on the planet, a breed of monsters with ancestral wealth that is just too oppressive to contemplate. Nouveau-riche tech moguls, old money businessmen, crime syndicate bosses, money-grabbing politicians… people with net-worths that can lift a generation of others from poverty. Yes, those kinds of people. Yet money was not enough.

“She probably got paid more in one night than most of us make in a month.” “Love or leverage? The billionaire clearly has a type: obedient.” “I don’t know whether to be mad or admire her hustle.” Killian just sat there. In the stillness of his car. Breathing. Processing. The blood in his ears roared. The rush of it made his head feel heavy. He thought about Aria. About how hard it must’ve been for her to finally decide to let him in. And now… this? Who did this? Oh, he knew who.

She surely won't worry about money at all. “Nathan, I know I have given you a hard time about your actions in the past, but I want you to know that I'm so proud of you. You're successful and you managed to achieve a lot at such a young age. I know I can trust you and I can leave this enterprise for you while knowing it will be in good hands. You now own three-quarters of this company. Excel at being the CEO, write your name in history. I have also given you a billion dollars. I'm sure you'll make them three of four billion dollars by the time you're fifty.” I've always been called a billionaire, given the fact that the enterprise sooner or later would be mine. Now, I'm officially a billionai

I didn't become a billionaire overnight. I poured my heart and soul into my media company, and even to this day, now that I have a CFO, Direct manager and assistants, I still find myself logging onto the company site and email accounts to check everything is valid and still running nicely. “Well, Mr Billionaire over here wants to spoil his woman, so please will you allow me to set you up with a good system in here?” “No”, she says. She says it's as if it's her final answer, but I'll wear her down, and I'll make sure she takes what she wants.

My name was engraved in silver foil: KRYSTAL MCLAREN Tier A Ultra Black Client • Global Vault Network I took it like I was being knighted. Except instead of royalty, I was apparently the owner of ten million dollars in a world where bread probably cost less than air. I was confused. Deeply, fundamentally confused. Yes, I won that ten million dollar lottery. I knew that. But now? The way the manager said things, the way the system behaved—the way he treated ten bucks like I could buy half of Manhattan?