Ben Herman Billionaire Novels & Stories

As beads of sweats trickled on her forehead, Hera read. “Patrick Preston Hemmingworth (January 21, 1986) is a Filipino entrepreneur, media proprietor, investor, and computer engineer. He is the founder and executive chairman (president) of Sagkahan High where he also served as a CEO. With a net worth of almost $200.1 billion as of September 2021, he is either the wealthiest Filipino alive or the second-wealthiest person in the world…”

"She's a very famous actress. I'm actually surprised that you didn't recognize her the moment she walked in." I huffed and folded my arms across my chest. Celebrity or not, that woman didn't impress me. "I don't pay attention to celebrities. It's a waste of time." "I see," he said with a nervous laugh. He suddenly turned serious and I felt like he was holding something back from me. "Is there more to it than that?" He cleared his throat loudly. "I don't know how you're going to take this, ma'am, but that woman was Mr. Dobre's ex-financée."

"Because I didn’t tell her that I was coming yesterday. Even she beat me, Hasan ح؞ؖ...." Hearing this, I broke into laughing ؂... "Hey, don't laugh at me. Don’t you feel sad for me…ء??” "Jubayer, to the world, you are an arrogant and heartless billionaire but in front of my sister, you are still a fearing man. I wonder what if people come to know that the famous billionaire, Mr. Jubayer Ahmed fears of his wife…!! What will happen then, my brother in law ؜???”

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

the same reporter pressured. “And like I said before, I will not be answering this question. However, as I said before, Matriarch Alessandra and I have worked out our differences, and we are ready, above all odds, to give us a try again. I expect every one of you to support us and not ask questions that could damage what we want to build. I hope you respect that.” Tyler smiled, and just as he completed saying this, he pointed to another reporter. "Mr. Harrington, your ex-wife is now the richest woman in America and, of course, one of the richest in the world at large. How do you feel about this?”

She raised her head with a smile. "It is," She giggled as she fought the urge to jump on him. It was a letter from Chris Williams inviting him to make a portrait of his mother but it would be done in his mansion. He is paying him Two billion dollars. Chris Williams is one of the most successful businessmen in Chicago "Do we leave this evening?" She asked giggling with excitement. "No, we start tomorrow. I have to get some stuff today and we are going grocery shopping." "Grocery shopping?" She furrowed her brows. "Why are we going grocery shopping?"

“Of course, mom. That is a promise.” Kent's cooking was done and it was a quarter to 3, so he immediately said goodbye to Atasha's Mom and left. Only a few minutes passed and he arrived at the Company. Many people look at him and say hello that he just nods. The news seems to have spread to everyone that their boss is getting married. Many of them were especially happy to know who that man was. Who does not know? Keiron Kent Devaux is the richest man in the world—A billionaire. “Sir! It is good and you are here. Ms. Sha-sha are at her office,”

I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only knows what I'm gonna tell them. An hour later, the meeting started with Mr. Noah William, we discussed about the contract and everything. I don't like doing business with him, because I sense something fishy about him. I remember one day at a charity event he told me he liked me, indirectly, not like in a straight forward way, but in his own twisted way, but I rejected him, directly. I thought he was gonna take his shares back from the company or do something over dramatic, but he didn't, he behaved like nothing happened. I'm more than sure he's planning something much more bigger, because he has got a ego as big as the grea

"Five years ago, you left my bed and vanished. Nine months later, two children are born. You expect me to believe the math is a coincidence?" "I expect you to stay out of my life," she countered, stepping into his space instead of away. She poked a finger into his hard chest. "You walked away from me, remember? You told me I was a distraction. You told me your legacy was more important than some 'fling' with the help. Well, congratulations, Julian. You got your legacy. You got the towers and the billions. Leave me and my children out of it." Julian’s eyes burned. He set his drink down on a nearby table without taking his eyes off her. "I never told you that."

As such, he immediately raised the price as a warm-up. Jordan had waited the whole night for the full pill to be on auction. He immediately countered, “I offer sixty billion!” Bernard turned back and glanced at his competitor. Bernard was a billionaire who specialized in the luxury goods market in Europe. Most of his assets and businesses were in Europe as well. He didn’t recognize Jordan, who was a low-profile rich man from North America. When he saw the old man making a bid of sixty billion US dollars, he refused to back down and promptly followed up with, “I offer sixty billion and twenty million US dollars!”