Becoming Rich Overnight Novels & Stories

Inside a luxury room, Carl sat on the couch, pale-faced and surrounded by several burly men. "I've already asked my daughter for help. She's the president of a big corporation, so she can easily afford to pay several hundred million dollars," Carl said. Carl's heart was filled with regret at this moment. He had always thought of himself as a lucky man. Several days ago, a friend told him that he could win millions overnight in New Bay, and he was tempted. He did not have much status in the Stewart family, so he wanted to climb up the ranks using this method.

"You can leave and mingle with people for more business~~" Ads by Pubfuture "Nah, I have my way in business." He grinned at her. However, she sucked up all of her anger toward the man and mingled with Alessandro. Lots of businessmen recognize him as a young billionaire. He expanded their business after he graduated from college and became a billionaire of his own even without big support from his father. Their company nearly collapsed. Everyone knows him as a vicious businessman who bankrupted the Golden Age and grabbed it. Then take a few more exposing illegal things.

From the way that he was moving, it was very obvious that he was a little tipsy. “I asked a question. I hope you did not go ahead to burrow from them? Because I swear to God, I'm not paying back—” “Shut up and stop talking. You are always so negative. You fail to use your head all the time.” Then he went ahead to sit on the chair near me and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips. “The truth is that we are going to get rich.” He announced, smiling widely. “I don't understand.” I had a $20k debt from my mom’s hospital bill. The roof in our house was leaking. Our electricity had already been cut off and there was no food in the house. Where was the sudden wealth coming from?

All I’ll need is a nice massage from you before we start. I let out a quiet chuckle. ‘That alone is turning me on,’ I replied. ‘Tomorrow would be perfect.’ And just like that, in less than forty-eight hours, I’d have nothing less than a hundred thousand dollars sitting pretty in my account. I was slowly climbing back to grace. Finally, But— Unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to celebrate the way I wanted. Buying myself nice things was out of the question for now. The last time I tried that, it hadn’t ended well with James in the house.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

I'm not sure why they paid me right away, but I helped Neil out by transferring that money straight into his account. I made a deal on one of my greatest secrets for $10,000. There are times when I believe money simplifies and eases our problems. To avoid having to deal with issues in my life, I would love to become a billionaire like Aron Finge in the future.

The smile disappeared from my face. "He's the richest freshman," she said with interest. Words fly. News travels. Yeah, you heard right. He was the richest freshman. Amaye had told me all about it last night. He'd gotten wealthy through crypto trading. He bought the condo and had a fleet of cars. He was a playboy, and I'd just played right into his net.

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed

Eric showed a great deal of patience as he listened to the account manager discuss their company, but it seems that manager’s train of thought is becoming more illogical with each word that he says, despite the fact that Eric displayed a great deal of patience himself. A few hours ago, he was a destitute beggar who scraped by by giving his blood to his mother-in-law in order to make ends meet. But things have changed now that he has figured out how to provide for himself. He did nothing at all to build his wealth, but all of a sudden he was worth one million dollars despite the fact that he had done nothing to do so. Even more astonishing than the fact that they called him is the fact that a