Novel & Cerita Billionaire House

“What?” “Seriously? How big is this house that we are talking about?” I asked. “It’s a villa. I want to have a villa for our children.” He said without a hint of bragging. “A villa?! So, it’s a large mansion?!” I hysterically asked. He nods. “Yeah. Why?” He asked innocently. “We are going to be just five in the family, Levi. The normal size of a house is enough to accommodate us.” I said. He shakes his head. “I want the best for my future wife and children.” He said while smiling, and I sighed in frustration. I always forgot that he is a freaking billionaire!

Those who would climb up the trillionaire radar in no time. The following street after that is for the trillionaires. And the third street is for the late trillionaires. Those who would climb up the quadrillionaire radar in no time as well. Then there is Dragon bay! Dragon bay is said to house foreigners with uncountable funds! No Virginia indigene has been able to purchase a house from the street there as the cheapest house there is $200 quadrillion! It is termed the street of people who has no use for their money! "Lucien, didn't you say you have a little house in the peak of the city? Why is your house not in the least street? And why are we heading to Dragon bay?"

Not yet. But a warning. Two souls on the brink of a cliff, held together with paper and deceits. and a storm rushing in quick. When they pulled up at Billionaire's mansion of Billion clan The Bentley drove over marble lions, decorated gates, and trimmed hedges that rose up as high as walls. Fiona gazed from the window at the vast estate that was less like a house and more like Versailles had been bullied into resurrection by contemporary capitalism. This place has a zip code of its own," she grumbled.

“I haven’t held a golf club in my life.” “Tennis?” “Nope.” “But you can swim?” “Yes.” “So why didn’t you buy a house that has a swimming pool? You’re a billionaire, you can do it?” “Am I a billionaire? Well, I have a few hundred millions in different banks here and abroad. And I have some businesses and properties which if you liquidate would run to a few hundred millions, too. Yes, my net worth is more than a billion pesos, so yes, I am a billionaire. But not all billionaires want a mansion or a palace or a castle. Or a swimming pool. I don’t even have a bath tub.” He chuckled. “Besides, those money, my mother just gave it to me.”

I hung up the phone and shook my head in thought. I pity old rich men who always needs bounter hunters. It's either their daughter ran away from home, or their son stole their money and made away or their grandchildren. I quickly rounded up from the house and headed out. 💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫 The house was run-down and dirty. And there's no other house for miles. It screamed poverty and shrieked wretchedness.

my kids love their father, so coming here would only make them happy. So why do I feel as though I could hear my heart beating in my chest? "Damn, he's so fucking rich. The tabloids got their facts wrong. Cause if this is a small Beach house, I'm wondering how the big one will be like." Bianca commented on the view. "Or are you sure we're at the right address?" "He's a Billionaire, Bianca. This should fit his net worth just fine." I said, ignoring her exaggerated laments.

Other times, I thought he couldn’t stand the thought of me. He was very confusing. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know if it was you or not so I had to follow you to find out.” He explained. “You didn’t answer my question. What are you doing here?” “What are you doing here?” I turned the question to him. “I have a house here,” he said. Oh, of course. He was a billionaire with lots of money. It was a given that he had a house in the most luxurious estate in the world.

Albeit the sky was dark, the lights across everywhere illuminated her vision. Driving through the circular driveway, the driver halted the car at the feet of a sumptuous looking mansion that wowed Missy away the moment her eyes met with it. She forgot who’s taking her in, he’s not ordinarily named the youngest billionaire in the city. These are one of the qualifications that made him that, one could guess the exorbitant fortune it took to construct the house. And it’s easily one of the richest homes in the city. It was richly built and well fortified with elegance.

•EVA• Arriving at the white gate, Cruz parked the red Ferrari at the frontage and I asked him, "How about the other houses? Are all the houses the same?" "No. Houses in this White Estate are expensive, and only billionaires can afford to live here," Cruz replied calmly as he waited for the gateman to pull the gate open for him. "So your wife is a billionaire? Then tell her to pay Jacob Stone for us," I asked my brother, and he laughed.

He had been through enough for them to stand on equal ground now. Even if Stephen did not want to give him the money, he still had a plan. All it would take was calling Jeremy in, and everything would come crashing down. Stephen sighed. "I don't have that kind of money." "You don't?" Andy laughed. "Your grandmother alone gifted you 300 million dollars on your birthday. Besides, you still have two villas in Heavens Estate." Heavens Estate was a wealthy residential area, and the cheapest house there cost 800 thousand dollars per square meter.