Billionaire Dad Novels & Stories

Kent teased, referring to Jarrel, who also happened to be his friend. Kai knew her relationship with Jarrel wasn’t a secret, but for some reason, her parents never seemed to approve of him. And no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t understand why. Jarrel loved her. He came from a wealthy family. He owned a business. He was a good catch—a husband material, even. Yet, her parents never warmed up to him. “Just like you, that’s why I don’t like that man,” her mother suddenly announced, her words hitting Kai like a slap.

"He owns three private jets that can send and pick you up in New York whenever you want, right dad?" "Of course!" And the boss agreed that caused me to roll my eyes. 'When the father and daughter come together.' "I can buy you a house in New York, sweetheart if you want. You just have to say a word." "See? Dad can do everything for you, Mom. Don't you remember? He's one of the top billionaires in LA!" "And don't forget that I'm also the most handsome, baby!" Daniel winked at me. "I totally agree with you, Dad!"

Josh blurted out his frustration, earning a glare from Vittoria. "Watch your tongue before you lose it. The Fords don't appreciate people speaking lightly about them." "I-I... I was just saying... My daughter has all that beauty, and who does she end up with? That bum... who can only kiss up to rich people? Even now, in their presence, he's nothing but an assistant." Pouting, Bianca darted her eyes about and then mumbled to her cousins, "If I am not mistaken, doesn't his father work as a maid at the Ford mansion? Why don't the Ford family seem to know him?"

Mom had rehearsed in front of me the day before, and now she was brimming with confidence. She wore the white strapless dress Dad liked best and flipped through a couple of pages. I caught the numbers out of the corner of my eye. Hah. Fifty million more, plus two apartments. Against his three billion, it was nothing. Even the comments were outraged on our behalf. [That's it? Did he get rich by being a cheapskate?] [He still has no idea his wife and kid know exactly how loaded he is!] [Man's addicted to lowballing people.]

Just then, one of the vagrants recognized Dad and screamed at the top of his lungs, "I've seen him on financial news! He's on The World's Billionaires!" Chloe was the first to shriek in disbelief. "That's impossible! Olivia's father is clearly a blue-collar worker. How could he have anything to do with The World's Billionaires? He doesn't belong there!" But it was Daniel who was the most shaken. He stared daggers at Dad, his eyes practically burning a hole through him. Finally, he successfully matched Dad's face to a profile he had once glimpsed on The World's Billionaires. His lips trembled as he whipped his gaze back to me. "You've been lying to me this entire time."

"Of course I'm upset that you didn't manage to live a good life. But I promise you, Angie, that you will only have better, happier days again." I choked up again. "I won't let you down anymore." Dad was a genius business tycoon, the kind that would only appear once in a century. He had a vast business empire spanning the entire globe. In fact, people still referred to him as a legend from where I'd just come from. My body quickly recovered with Dad's extensive resources and support. On the day I was finally declared to have fully recovered, the first thing I did was to arrange for Arlene's burial.

“Yeah, Dad.” “I’ve got good news,” Victor’s voice could be heard from the other side. There was excitement in his voice which was a rare thing. “A big billionaire has shown interest in our company and is willing to invest.” “Oh, that’s great. Who’s this billionaire?” Vivian asked in delight. “Adrian J Claimer.” Vivian’s expression froze for a second. She couldn’t believe it. “You mean… the son of Sir Gareth Claimer?” “Yeah.”

And when he finally succeeded in doing so, he smiled, he was an aged man, no doubt, with grey hair peeking through his scalp, but still, he appeared young, with his suit etched elegantly on his body. He walked to the board and smiled. "Thank you for all coming here. I am pleased to see everyone here," A resounding clap was heard next, and his gaze lingered on Alec. "Even though I know some of you would rather not come." Murmurings broke out. Alec squeezed his face discomfortly, he knew his grandfather really well, someone who was energetic and would only do business if it benefitted him. "As of presently," His gaze lingered on everyone present in the room, his voice was cold, definitely not

He looked over at Alexander, who was checking his phone but clearly listening. "So," Dad lowered his voice, leaning in. "That's him? The billionaire causing all the stir in Manhattan?" I chuckled, a small, genuine sound. "Yes, Dad. That's him." "He's... tall," Dad noted, impressed. "And he wears a suit well. Better than the last one." The mention of Richard hung in the air. My father had liked Richard. Or, at least, he had liked Richard's status. He had liked having a son-in-law who was a CEO.

“I know how it sounds, baby. I do. And if there was any other way, believe me, I’d take it. But this… this is our last shot.” I looked away, biting hard on the inside of my cheek to keep the tears from falling. My thoughts were spinning. One heartbreak wasn’t enough and now I am being sold to another man that I know nothing about. “And who is he? This man, that wants to marry me.” I asked. “He’s a billionaire,” my dad said carefully. “He’s powerful and well-connected. He promised full financial backing. He said he’d save the business, wipe out all our debts and not just that.. he wants to grow and expand it and then us global.” I’m