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she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

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.

With an illustrious career spanning decades, he stands as a testament to what unwavering determination, exceptional intelligence, and a relentless pursuit of excellence can achieve. Kunal Richchand's journey to becoming a billionaire business magnate is a remarkable tale of ambition meeting opportunity. From humble beginnings, he forged his path through the complex landscape of modern business, consistently demonstrating a sharp intellect and a keen ability to navigate the most intricate challenges. His meteoric rise to prominence serves as an inspiration to aspiring entrepreneurs and leaders worldwide.

The elevator ride to the top floor felt too slow. Lila’s heels clicked nervously on the polished marble. Her fingers clutched the leather folder in her arms like it was armor. Her resume was perfect. Her GPA flawless. Her recommendations glowing. But nothing prepared her for him. Julian Cross. CEO of Cross & Vale. Billionaire. Forty-two. Built an empire from dust and ruthlessness. Every article called him a genius. Every whispered office rumor called him cold. Calculating. Intimidating. Impossible to work under.

Considering some stubborn newspapers and magazines had gone ahead to post a hundred to one hundred and fifty worded story, with pictures of him, and Hailey in the papers with annoying headlines like; A SNAG IN THE BILLIONAIRE WEDDING. CHASE IS BACK TO HIS PLAYBOY WAYS. Some even pursued the news with a dramatic caption, making it sound like a Hollywood series; THE NANNY AFFAIR. Others seemed to eager to publish the story, with a more dramatic, yet detailed headline; CAUGHT: CHASE DENVER FRATERNISING WITH AN UNKNOWN WOMAN IN A STORAGE ROOM. Then the online magazines and blogs had to choose the route of stupidity, by focusing on class and taste.

A man well sculptured by God and perfect in every angle. "It's a lie. S..such men don't exist." I find myself talking with my voice slightly hoarse. "What do you mean it's a lie?! Look at this.. Multi-billionaire Wesley Cooper with a seven hundred billion dollars conglomerate that consists of companies, enterprises, hotels and resorts, industries and corporations all around the world... One of Earth's most eligible and droolworthy bachelor.. American's number 1. Playboy.. Businessman in the day.. Devil in the night..

Crish showed seriousness in his facial expression so Camellia could trust him again. “Don’t pretend to be sorry like this, I know, you don’t feel sorry at all. You are still afraid of losing all of your wife’s assets, right? The proof is that you are still afraid if I reveal all the scandals that you have done to me in the past, isn’t that right, Mr. Billionaire?” Camellia laughed evilly. It seems that she is no longer easy to be deceived because she has learned more from experience.

'Well, it's always been like that for her' 'Well, Nanny Divine you would help me with something' 'What is it son? 'I need to make something for Clara, I can't really cool or fry, can you help me' he whispered into her ears as she laughed. Nanny Divine was beginning to see his love brooding for her. He was beginning to look committed to a particular girl. She noticed some changes but paused. He had always lived his life as a rich Billionaire who spent hours in club, with many girls flirting and she had prayed earnestly for him to find someone who would change something about him, something completely different.

"Yes, but I had Donna on my side, she found previous girlfriends, and spoke to her previous bosses, between that, and what my lawyer pulled out of her, it was settled out of court." "You paid her." "Yes." "Why?" "I have money, I did pay more attention to my writing than her, so I figured I did owe her." "That's bullshit," Addie said. "Maybe, and Donna would agree with you, but I felt better for it." She opened one eye to look at Addie. "You?" "Me what?" Addie tried to avoid the question. "Why are you single?" Blake asked. "Or is it the whole water hole incident, did it scar you for life?"

This man, one of the most well-known multi-billionaires was sitting here, munching sweets like it was normal, and offering me a job like it was nothing. Did billionaires behave like this? Weren’t they supposed to be serious, hard to approach, hidden in offices with assistants doing all the talking? Why was this one following me around convenience stores and stealing my food? Billionaires. He was such a contradiction I wasn’t sure if he was real. “These noodles are good!” he exclaimed suddenly, dragging me back to reality. “That is my food!” I snapped, staring at him in betrayal. My noodles. My last comfort of the day. Meanwhile, the plastic wrappers of his sweets were already empty, abandone