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Madam Ritz’s mouth dropped open as she stared at the silver card in her hand. “Dustin Crawford?” she wanted to say aloud, but didn’t dare to. Her face paled as her eyes locked onto the name etched into the card. She knew exactly who he was. A close friend had once told her about this man—how he could buy an entire city with just the snap of his fingers. Eighty percent of the world’s banks were under his name. That’s why they called him “The Golden Zillionaire”—the first ever zillionaire in history, with a wealth estimated to be in the 30-digit range. Only a select few knew that truth.

I was greeted by his secretary, who led me to his office. As Scarlett walked into Damian's office, she couldn't help but feel nervous. This was the renowned Damian company, and Mr. Damian himself had called her. The thought of meeting such a successful billionaire was overwhelming. She tried her best to compose herself as she entered the room. She was greeted by his secretary, who led her to his office. Damian was sitting behind his desk, and he looked up when Scarlett walked in. "Scarlett, please have a seat," he said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.

Even Alicia’s master bedroom can’t match the room. “Hey brother, this will be your room from now onwards. Please settle in and relax a bit. Later, we will go and buy you clothes. You need a whole new cabinet. I will leave you to get acquainted with your room” Dan explained to him. Josh thanked him and he left. Josh kept wondering how all over sudden his life has changed from humiliation and divorce to being a billionaire. In the afternoon, Dan and Josh went out in one of his flashy cars to shop for the new clothes. They packed outside one of the high-end shopping malls with VIP services. West end mall is one of the biggest malls in the city that most rich families go to shop.

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.

She thought little about him or the fact that he knew her first name, there was so much of her he could find by searching online, she was a nobody, a common thief who just moved here a few weeks ago and she certainly wasn't the only woman in the city bearing the name Jasmin but he wasn't a nobody. As soon as she got home that day, Jasmin pulled out her phone and searched the "Inferno" alone and though the search were all unrelated to him, her eyes spotted the name Cainan Inferno as she scrolled through and she clicked on the name and there he was, the man she had met over a week ago and three days ago. They listed him among the top ten youngest billionaires in the country, according to Forbe

Caroline Lightwood After talking to Cade Grey, the CEO of the reporting company 'Gnewz' from the group of companies owned by his family THE Greys for over an hour I started preparing for today's meeting. Yes and this is the CEO of the company who wrote that article. He was my friend in college. He even had crush on me, but when I told him I liked someone else, he understood it and we remained good friends. Ethan was always jealous of him or any male I talked to, as a matter of fact. Whatever stop thinking about that jerk. I can't believe he didn't called back. At least of not for me he should have done it for my children. I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only k

“The more reason for you to buy them now. Increase in value is a good sign for those who are already there. Do not waste your chance now.” “Speaking of chances, did you hear that the billionaire couple, Mr and Mrs Newman lost about a billion to gambling?” Stephan asks. “Oh my! So it is true?” Natalia quips in. “I saw it on my phone, but I discarded it as some sort of fake news.” “Oh no, it is not fake news, I assure you, my lady. It happened last week. Wasn’t their net worth estimated to be about six billion dollars? To remove a billion from that is heart breaking.” Stephan says.

"How were your parents?" "They were pretty cool people. I didn't spend much time with them but when I did, I'd have the best time," she said with a small smile. "I'm sorry if my question was too personal." "It wasn't." She laughed. "I'm happy that you're interested in them though." "Your turn," I reminded. "What are your thoughts on love?" She asked and my gaze turned curious. "Why are you asking me that?" "I'm just curious as to why the sexy billionaire prefers stringless relationships outside his family."

Claus slammed his fist on his penthouse counter, frustration boiling over. "Tyla, I told you I'd send the money as soon as I can," he said, his voice firm. Tyla's eyes flashed, her voice sharp. "You've been saying that for weeks. I need it now." Claus sighed. "My Ryman and Clearview enterprises are facing financial issues. Be patient." Tyla crossed her arms. "You have money in your personal account. Don't lie to me."

Benedict's icy glare felt like a winter storm, chilling Sabrina to her core. Her heart raced with a mix of fear and heartbreak as she faced him. He was Benedict Thompson, the only heir to the Thompson estates, a man known more for his wild ways than for his business brilliance. At a young age, he became a billionaire and led BMX Estates, a huge architectural firm. Now, he paced angrily in his family’s luxurious living room, each step echoing the thick tension in the air.