Billionaire's Vinegar Novels & Stories

Elaine was shocked when she clicked in to have a look! On the Wikipedia page, the rich man with the last name Zinn was a famous beverage king with family assets worth more than a hundred US billion dollars! Elaine was shocked and could not help but ask: “Oh, my goodness! This boss, Mr. Zinn, is your relative?”

But that was four days ago and he hadn't called or texted me though. I was already starting to think he fooled me or lied to me but when I did look up his name, the restaurant and a couple other chains of businesses came up, including an ethereum endorsement. How amazing is that? Also, how unbelievable is it that he owned an entire vineyard and winery? I know, right? That's so sick. This guy was so ridiculously wealthy and he was just twenty nine years old. Wow. There are so many people you would never believe are this wealthy.

“I know exactly what kind of wine that is and those bottles go for close to two hundred thousand dollars!” “And I’m a billionaire.” He argues, pushing his wealth, which I hate when people do that. “Sure!” I yell back. “Bring in the expensive wine that costs more than my grandfather’s house. Let’s get drunk on something that was mashed by someone’s feet over three hundred years ago.” “Two hundred and fifty years old. And yes, you’re right. It did cost close to that much.” He walks in, the bottle in one hand and two glasses in his other hand. His ripped jeans and regular black tee shirt make him look like an everyday normal person because when he wears his suit, he makes me nervous. This versi

"We'll catch up. Now, tell me something, how exactly did you know Nico?" "Well, he's my cousin's boss. Rich as fuck. Owns only the best clubs in Stonehaven and the entire United States of America. So I met him when my cousin introduced us, telling Nico that I was a good artist. I think I gave him the inspiration bottle for one of his breweries." "So he's an entrepreneur." "Yeah, and heading on to become the first trillionaire in that line of business." "Trillionaire? How is it even possible he comes out like that?"

Placing the coffee on the table and passed me the Ipad, which I immediately swiped open. I could see the golden grin formed on the corner of his lips as I checked in with the news. TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD, BILLIONAIRE/ BUSINESS TYCOON. ZANE CREED HAS BEATEN THE LIKES OF NATASHA TAYLOR, RICHARD MOFURE, MOHAMMED KUMAR, AND OTHERS TO BECOME THE NO. 1 BUSINESS TYCOON IN THE WORLD WITH NETWORTH US$200.5 BILLION. ZANE IS KNOWN AS THE FOUNDER OF AINSOFT AND WHITE ORIGIN ( THE WORLD'S LARGEST GAME COMPANY). Click here for more info...

I couldn't wait for him to complete the rest of his treatment and get fully well, so I'd start saving up to go to culinary school. I gulped nervously as cold sweat instantly broke out on my forehead, "Yeah, he is. He's a billionaire and he owns a lot of oil distilleries across the globe, so I guess two million dollars is just a small change for him," I replied, and my dad just nodded as he picked a grape from the plate and brought it to my lips. I smiled before I bit into the fruit and savored the sweet and refreshing taste as the juice melted into my tongue.

She whispered in shock, "Marcelo, are you out of your mind? The winery, at its best, is worth half a billion!" Five hundred million, not another cent more! Marcelo, noticing Renee’s grip on his sleeve, chose not to ask her to let go. "Mrs. King, consider this as me letting you know that I am a billionaire so spend my money." Renee was speechless, her earlier attempts at inflating auction prices paling in comparison to Marcelo’s lavish expenditure. She knew he was wealthy because he owned KM Group but a lot of people didn’t know that and so they often underestimated him.

“I want to hear all about it. You were really stuck in a cabin with some strange guy for days?” “Not just some strange guy,” said Ash, “but Anthony Bertram.” Violet frowned. “Am I supposed to know who that is?” “He’s a billionaire. Makes more money sitting on the can than we can dream of making in our lifetimes.” At Violet’s continued confused expression, Ash added, “Pretty sure his company makes those bath things you love.” Her eyes lit up. “Oh! Really? Well, no wonder he’s rich.” “Yes, tell us all about this rich guy you got stranded with,” drawled Trent.

Then, to my surprise, he laughed—a deep, genuine laugh that made my victory feel slightly less sweet. “What’s so funny?” I asked, my grin fading. “Oh, Riley,” he said, shaking his head. “Do you really think a $100,000 bottle of wine is enough to rattle me? I’m a billionaire. That’s pocket change.” My eyes narrowed. “I wasn’t trying to rattle you.” “Of course you were,” he said, smirking. “But I’ll admit, it’s refreshing to see you try. Usually, you’re too busy walking on eggshells around me.”

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.