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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.

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.

‎ ‎ ‎—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's just more glamorous, filled with wealthy people and stuff. Did you know it was because of him that his family became wealthy again?" "What do you mean?" Eds frowned. "His grandfather squandered their wealth gambling, and they became poor. Sinjin Santillan was a high school genius; he created a game called Warlords of Chaos, which he sold for a million dollars. Then, he developed unhackable software, which he used to start his company.” “Now, he's the richest man in the world," Sande explained with a hint of pride in her voice. "I read somewhere that one of the tech giants offered him an executive position in their company, but he declined their offer."

I turned to leave but Rebecca stepped in front of me instantly. "Is it true that you are a billionaire, Laurel Hyde? You are now the founder and sole owner of Hyde jewelries LTD. A company that is worth billions of dollars. You were so close to becoming a billionaire even before you launched your jewelry company. And now, you're in the game. Don't you think it's time for Forbes to officially declare you self-made billionaire?"

Even Gwen couldn't help herself as she tugged Caroline's sleeve and whispered to her, "Carol, have you gone nuts? You shouldn't be bidding this much, even if you like this painting." Where did Caroline get that much money from? However, Caroline calmly turned to look at Brie, who looked like an angry tomato. She gently patted the back of Gwen's hand and assured her, "Don't fret. Someone's paying for it." Gwen was more confused than reassured. She was about to ask Caroline what she meant but heard Brie call, "20 million dollars!"