Bill Cipher Novels & Stories

He laughs. "Actually, it's not even going to make a dent in my bank account. Gale, I'm a billionaire. So, that's the bet. You win, I pay off your loan. But if I win, you go on a date with me." He says. I can imagine him with a smug look on his face. I do need the money. It might take my mind off to the tragedy happened to my sister. If I do this bet, it gives me something else to think about, other than her.

Nevertheless, her cold personality was what intimidated people. MJ Billings, the twenty-eight-year-old CEO of Billings Corporations and one of the richest women in London and all around the world, was a mystery to many. She was a force that had taken the world by storm ten years ago when she started Billings Corporations at the young age of 18, along with her brother, Jorge Billings. Two years into the business and they already had twenty branches in different countries, and by the end of the third year, they had made a name for themselves, becoming multibillionaires. All these in the shadows for MJ Billings.

I don’t bet a cent, so go on. “Okay… but how do I know if you have that money?” He rolled his eyes. “Here,” he said and handed me a card from his wallet. “What’s this?” “Are you stupid or what?” “That’s my credit card; withdraw one thousand dollars there.” My eyes widened. So he’s for real? Is he crazy? Or am I? I don’t know that he would bet. “Only if you won the bet.” My eyes squinted. “I will.”

I need to see his face when I tell him. I call Cindy and she squeals with delight. Then I call my nan. Granddad picks up the phone and I break the news to him. “I didn’t hear it right, Love. What did you say?” I grin happily. “No, Granddad, you heard right.” “Three hundred thousand pounds?” “No, three hundred and fifty thousand pounds,” I correct cheekily. “Pull the other one, little monkey,” he says with a laugh “I swear I’m not joking, Granddad.”

Chapter 14 Alessa Skill I still don't believe that Doralice has ignored me the whole way just because of some money that isn't even mine. I don't know what that man is thinking, but it could be that if I spend something, he might want to charge me in some way, or even make me wolf food. "I still can't believe you did that..." she muttered, scrambling onto the bench. ""Go to work as you always do and don't even want me to spend something that isn't yours," I said, making her think.

This man was born to be dazzling on the screen. "This is my QR code. You can scan it to pay your bill." Brielle took out her mobile phone and showed the QR code to Edward. She thought, "Don't try to deny it." Edward scanned it unhappily. He was so careless that pressed three more zeros when transferring money. Her eyes widened and she smiled so widely that she couldn't close her mouth, "Thank you, Edward, for being so generous!" Edward picked up his phone and took a look. What? He paid her 380,000 dollars just now.

Only keep the end of your bargain and we will not have a problem in the future. I chuckled under my breath and slipped my phone into my pocket without even giving a reply.

It takes me a moment to recognize him — it's Bill, looking somewhat improved from the last time I saw him, his cast now removed. "Fuck, Bill! You scared me," I exclaim, my heart racing from the surprise. Seeing Bill initially makes me nervous. Did he see Calvin drop me off? But then I remind myself, we're divorced, so it really shouldn't matter. "Why are you here, Bill?" I ask. Bill doesn't really answer my question. Instead, he hands me a check for $10 million dollars. “Here, take this.” “What the hell is this?” I ask, offended.

Sera’s POV The number on the billing sheet was the worst shock of my life. Apart from the fact that my own family abandoned me. I had been bracing this for three weeks, recalculating those figures every night, but never in my wildest dreams did I expect this figure. “Excuse me doctor, what did you say this amount was for again?” “It's for dialysis. And then the surgery. The pace at which we go can't hold out any longer. Martha desperately needs this to survive. Her treatment does not…” His voice trailed out.

“Just stay, watch, and relax, Phil. The results will speak for themselves.” I giggled. *What a daft woman.* Mr. Brooks took the card from Bianca and inserted it into the machine. I watched as he carefully keyed in the amount: **$1,005,000,000** — one point five billion dollars — then pressed ENTER. “Your PIN, ma’am,” he said, handing the device to Bianca. She entered her PIN confidently and passed the machine back to Mr. Brooks. He pressed SEND, and the transaction began processing.