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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.

Every day I was tempted to turn on my phone, but, I was scared I would find his messages telling me the truth. I was scared he would say the truth on my face that he was in a bet and he didn't regret it. That's why I couldn't bring myself to turn the phone on. He was after all Mister CO. I googled him and the businesses he owned, he was insanely rich at his age. Being 30 years old and a billionaire was something huge. He was even richer than his father. What baffled me was to realize his businesses were all clean. I adored the part where he had an entertainment organization with respect to his sister.

They could make the auctioning thing a business, huh, but good to hear that they donate their earnings to charities. "You said, one week?" I asked Quinn who was sitting beside me. "One week with the man you paid for? Yes, that's right." She giggled, still sounding so excited. I just laughed as I shook my head. I crossed my arms and looked back at the stage after another man have been auctioned. "Next Billionaire is Pierre Moretti." "Oh my God! Pierre!" Quinn pushed me like a hyper child. Everyone scream in excitement as Pierre walked on stage and waved at the audience. He was smiling playfully and looks like a playboy.

The Harts family built a billion-dollar empire, Jeremy is well to do, so I don’t think he’s going to ask me about money or anything like that but then again, knowing Jeremy, he’s always spontaneous. “Let’s create a game together.” The moment he says it, everything in me goes cold. “Don’t even.” I glare so hard, and my hands start trembling. If he thinks I am going to do this whole creating a game thing together, then he’s joking. “That’s my only condition.” He puts his hand in his pockets and levels me with a cool enough glare. This is business Jeremy, I wonder if this is the tone he uses for all his investors and employees.

‘I’m supposed to be taking care of you, not the other way around. ‘I just want both you and Aunt Vero to be happy,’ Milo said sincerely. ‘We will. And I want you to be happy too.’ She glanced at the game screen. ‘What’s this game, and how did you rake in all this cash?’ Milo shrugged, a sly smile on his face. ‘It’s Warrior Empires. I’m a natural at it.’ Then he added, ‘It’s developed by a company owned by Wilde Enterprises.’ Alessia’s eyes widened.

‎ ‎ ‎—no it can't be, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎—," I tucked my falling hair strands behind, ‎ ‎ ‎"I'm not sure I know him Becky...." I swallowed. ‎ ‎"Oh, I was hoping you would know , ‎ ‎ ‎"Finn Emory, Billionaire, he plays the nasty business games and ends up buying up any company he picks interests in," ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎—he's made it public to be a major shareholder in your father's company for a while now,"

It was a game reserved for those with the deepest pockets and the highest tolerance for risk. You could either lose everything overnight or become filthy rich instantly. Someone had played with unlimited bets here before and lost one hundred billion dollars, reportedly jumping off a bridge afterwards. The body still hasn’t been found even now. Michael, as the son of Murray Ltd, obviously had the money, and everyone else at the table, except Serena, were all top-rich second generations who could afford it. His suggestion was clearly aimed at Serena. He wanted to see her squirm, wanted her to realize she didn’t belong here.

Two million dollars was more than necessary, and four million dollars was simply too much! Not wanting to become the laughing stock, Brie lifted her paddle in the air again and said, "Five million dollars!" A smile made its way to Caroline's face as she calmly raised her paddle and said, "Ten million dollars." The crowd inhaled sharply. Ten million dollars … Was she out of her mind? Or was the rumor true that she'd gotten herself a rich man and was now capable of squandering so much money?

5 years later "I'm Grace reporting here live at the Grand Silverman mansion. Anyone who is anyone in the show business, Wall Street, the richest and most famous are all here to attend a celebration party event that is being done to honour the late Lauren Silverman. From famous celebs, directors, rich businessman to billionaires from all over the world, they are all here at this grand luxurious mansion. And it is even being rumored that the president might be one of the honored guests attending. Apparently millions of dollars have been spent in hosting this party as you can expect nothing less from a party of this magnitude. From the tightened security of many man in black everywhere to the w

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.