Novel & Cerita Billionaire Board Game

Tobias cut in, glaring daggers at Elijah, who’s gaze was still fixed on Amara. Elijah didn’t miss a beat. “Six hundred million.” “Seven hundred million,” Tobias shot back, clearly pissed at this point. “Eight hundred million,” Elijah countered. “Nine hundred million.” Tobias countered. At this point, Amara silently shook her head, warning Elijah not to go any further. He smirked. “One billion.” Gasp filled the room once again. “One billion? Who’s he buying it for?” “Does he love his companion that much?” “Do you think Mr. Larsen would bid higher?”

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

He was straight to the point as he twirled in his swivel chair, facing the huge windows, oblivious to Audrey’s presence. “I’ve got about three million up for grabs. I just need to find someone I can trust and I’ll gladly pay her off. Holding up my reputation is essential to my company.” “Yeah, I get it bro.” “How about you let me know how it goes, a hottie just walked right past and I’ll love me some of that.” “Still the same bro.” Ace shook his head as he chuckled. “Talk to you later.” “Sure.” The line went dead. “I’ll take the job.” Audrey said, almost throwing him off balance.

This guy must be extremely wealthy, I thought for a second. I sat down at the passenger seat. The strong rush of air conditioning coming from the vents, were mixed with his cologne. He smelled like a meadow after a summer rainstorm. We drove inside the parking lot of one of the most expensive apartment complexes in the city. My mouth dropped in awe at the luxury this place held. He packed the car and came around to open my door once again. He helped me stand, then placed his hand at my lower back bringing me closer to him.

It was getting all tense and I wanted to know what Richard was planning when he held up his bidding tag. “ 5 billion at the far end” that was Richard. Gasps filled the room as numbers racked up until he raised his card. “ A hundred billion dollars, is anyone else bidding?” The MC gazed around. “ No one? In 3, 2, 1, Booth D has won the bidding“ Tears streamed down his face and I held him tight, not for anything, but because he deserved everything good that he was getting. We were one step closer. One step closer. “ Thank you, Ray” he squeezed my hands firmly.

It was Adrian Bishop, a billionaire known for his cutthroat business tactics and an unwavering obsession with Ethan's success. "Amelia, Ethan, how lovely to see you," Adrian greeted us, his voice dripping with false charm. "I have a proposition for you. Care to join me for a little game of chance?" Ethan and I exchanged a glance, a mix of curiosity and caution flickering in our eyes. We had heard tales of Adrian's high-stakes gambling ventures, where fortunes were won and lost in the blink of an eye. We knew better than to underestimate his cunning and the lengths he would go to in order to achieve his goals.

Nathaniel tightened his grip on my waist, his fingers gently digging into my skin. “What… are you doing?” I stuttered, surprised that he was so shameless. I should have pushed him away, but I could not because I was restrained by his grip. Nathaniel quickly drew me closer, his lips brushing against my ear. “Tell me, Eleanor. Would you like to continue playing games with this...billionaire?” Is this even a question? If I had the opportunity to play a game that paid me ten million dollars per round, I would not pass it up.

One route gleamed brighter than the rest. Recommended Path: Financial Overwrite. Host deploys Trillionaire Capital reserves to purchase shell shareholders, leveraging voting power to seize control. Ethan’s eyes narrowed. “How much?” Capital Required: 3.4 billion credits. Leah almost choked. “Three-point-four billion?! Ethan, that’s an entire country’s GDP!” Ethan smirked faintly. “For Kane, it’s pocket change. For me, it’s an investment.” The Takeover Begins

“We merely provided an opportunity. He made his choice.” I took a step forward, my tone steady. “I’ll pay the money back. Every cent. You’ll have it in twenty-four hours.” Gustavo shook his head, his expression hardening. “We no longer want money, Mr. Knight. We want security. The shares are non-negotiable.” Something inside me snapped. There was no fucking way I was going to let him have a share of the empire my grandparents and parents worked so hard to build. Mateo was right when he warned me that these motherfuckers would eventually grow greedy, but I was too stubborn to listen to him.