Billionaire Double Life Novels & Stories

I still remembered how the police addressed him. Eautiquiano Fauste. So he was the third of his name, president of the mall, hotel, and restaurant chains of the empire. His current net worth is two million dollars. He was an heir to the popular and controversial business empire, Fauste Empire that had been buzzing the news every now and then. He was the president of the mall, restaurant, and hotel chains under the empire. 'Two million dollars at twenty-eight?' A part of my brain tingled at the mention of his wealth.

If death chooses to come for me after I have completed my one goal, she is free but as long as the bastard who caused the pain I feel every of this day every year is still breathing; I have decided to make myself death. Back to where I was… While others lived in those type of houses, this particular billionaire whose ex had ordered his kill with all of the money she has in her life… lives in a fuck.ing cabin. Except for the fact that the cabin is a pretty large one compared to the rest around, you will never imagine that this is where the conglomerate owner lives. No security official or even a bodyguard like the two who follows him around in all of his press conferences, meetings, and even

He mumbled in a daze, "Help me! Send me to the hospital… I'll pay you 100 million…" Veronica was stunned. 100 million? Did I just save the world's richest man by chance? At the payment counter, the cashier asked, "What's your name?" Just as Veronica was about to answer, the cashier looked up and saw her face, and her attitude did a one-eighty immediately. "Oh, if it isn't Tiffany Larson, our director's daughter! Please wait a moment, Miss Larson. A doctor will be arranged for you at once…" Veronica smiled bitterly at the cashier's words. Tiffany was Veronica's biological sister. The two sisters looked exactly alike, but their lives were polar opposites of each other.

It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.

These people had the best spin-doctors on their payroll if I showed my hand too soon they might walk, fucking politicians. I had security doubled on my place around the clock. Gage had come in for a briefing and was waiting downstairs for me to come to him. I might have to call in a few markers by the time this mess was over, but it would be worth it. I've been on my secured computer ever since she'd fallen back to sleep trying to find everything I could on the senator and one of the nations' Premier physicians. Why two men from such pedigreed backgrounds would be involved in something as unethical and downright immoral as this, is beyond my imagination but it takes all kinds.

He glanced at me disgustingly for some second and turned to go sit on the couch. I smirked. "Now do have any questions to ask?" "No I am done asking." I said. "We are having a special guess coming in today." I began. "We are going to be having a meeting with the lady." "Really? Is that time of the month?" I blew out a breath through my mouth. "We are going to be having more guess coming in today." "Yeah you don't need to remind me of that. My parent won't miss this opportunity for a billionaire."

he screamed, throwing the phone on the wall as it came crashing onto the floor. This is not the kind of life Alexander wanted but fate gave cruel luck to him making him to chose the path he wanted the part his father always directed him to he has never lived his life he has never smiled truly to himself all this while he has been living the life his father wants him to as a young perfect Billionaire. As Alexander Walton McMillan the CEO of Grand Gold empire. It was never his own life. Alexander quickly picked up his car key and in a hurry, he rushed out of his room.

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Someone reads off the charges with a legality that sounds like a script: “Mr. John McQueen, owner and CEO of Titan Weapons, you are under arrest on suspicion of embezzlement, fraud, misappropriation of funds amounting to approximately two billion dollars.” Two billion. The number becomes a chant. It will be the headline that folds into everything I was. Two billion. Two billion. I can feel it lodge in my chest like a stone. The world will spin its own story around that stone and forget the truth like it was a slip of cheap paper. That bastard. Daniel. He took Annabella. He took Peter. He wove a thousand smokescreens—companies with empty shells, shipments routed through shell ports, accounts

I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries I was happy I left New York, happy I took that bold step to become who I am today, happy I could give my lovely kids a good life plus the love of a mother and father as well, they never asked about their father and I take that as a clue that I'm doing well in feeling two gaps at a time after all there father don't even care if they exist I heard Nicklaus Michaelson is now confined to a wheelchair, what a wor