Billionaire Game Wiki Novels & Stories

she asked in a sly voice. “How crazy. Who bets that much money?” One of the cautious men said that, and the other had a similar expression on his face. The man, accompanied by the pretty girl, was clearly rich and liked to show off. I realized, because I knew these types of people very well, that, after all, I was married to a billionaire and lived with him and his family for many years. “Our game won't last long this way,” said Jake, betting two chips worth two hundred dollars. If he won, he could win 17 times the amount of his bet; it was a good chance. He looked at me. “Aren’t you going to bet, hun?”

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!”

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.

I didn't say a word; rather, I flicked a brow, waiting for her to tell me why she stopped me. "Are you…Miss Evangeline Miller?" She asked, still smiling. I nodded, my index finger resting on my nose as I sniffled. "Yeah, why?" "Then you must be Asher White's secret girlfriend! What does it feel like to date a billionaire?!" She chimed. "Uh-" The words are stuck on my tongue. I wasn't dating that billionaire. I cleared my throat, but before I could voice a response, I felt an arm wrap around my waist, and I froze.

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort. He has a fiancée for whom he will find a gift at this auction. But a different gem caught his attention. As if at first glance, the beautiful young woman immediately captivated his eyes. Eleanor, on the other hand, couldn't believe it, in front of her was a very handsome man, not old and not looking hungry for flesh either. "Eleanor Lualhati, a virgin probinsyana, Sold to the Billionaire!"

Everyone was curious about this mysterious and absurdly wealthy buyer. The hashtags #BillionaireBaby and #RichestLiveShopper trended almost instantly. Jenna laughed gleefully. "Look at that! I'm trending for spending too much." Kelvin peeked over her shoulder. "What did you buy now?" "Just a few gifts for the employees. And some extras." "How much is a few?" "Over a billion," she said, sipping her juice casually. Kelvin's jaw dropped. "You spent a billion?!" Jenna winked. "Well, if the old man wants to destroy me, I might as well have fun while I'm at it."

From the back, a young billionaire held up his paddle. "3.5 million," he called. George didn't bat an eye. He countered immediately. "Five million." "Seven million!" The billionaire called. "Ten million," George countered, paddle held high, but the whispers, they were higher, louder. And Camille basked in every single one of them. This was her moment. "Ten million going once, going twice, and sold to Mr. Ashton!" The Emcee's announcement made Camille's chest swell with a mix of happiness and triumph.

Though she held her ground, I could see the flicker of fear in her eyes. “I think you must have forgotten who I am too.” I growled lowly. “I am Asher Dominguez. The heir to a multi-billion-dollar mafia empire, just like Zane Mendoza. The only difference is, I don’t need to spill blood to get what I want.” “Well, if truly, you are that ruthless, then stop obsessing over Emma.” She whispered back, daring to get closer to me, her fingers trailing the lines of my bare muscled chest.