Billionaires Match Novels & Stories

Penelope smiled, assuming Carl was just another child staying at the hotel. “Now, no more talking. Time to freshen up,” Pen announced before Daphne could say anything else. After settling the twins in for the night and making sure Grace was comfortable in the other room, Penelope took a moment to herself. She stood by the window, looking out at the city she had once known so well. The magazine she worked for had given her an important—almost impossible—task. One that was tied to her promotion. She had been asked to convince the elusive billionaire CEO, Graham-Carlton Banks to agree to an interview.

MAD “Oh, wow.” That was Tara’s first reaction after riffling through pages of our comprehensive prenuptial agreements. “I’m not protecting my assets from you. I’m protecting yours.” Because I knew the truth. Billionaires and trillionaires didn’t give the exact amount of their wealth to the public, especially families that came from old money like the founders of international banking dynasties and the royal families that made Elon and Jeff look poor. She rolled her eyes. While her arms were folded on her desk, she was just looking at the two sets of our prenups.

"Don't ask me that. Life goes on, Callix. We don't have to dilly dally. Let's just find out a way to fix this." "I don't know how we can find a way to fix this, Michelle." "That's why I called you. I thought I had this under control, but Ashram has corralled billionaires from the Los Angeles billionaires club. Guess that's what's giving him his new found mojo." "Billionaires club?" I asked. I had heard of something like that before. But I never stayed too long in the country so never did get any invite. I wondered if I would have to talk to a couple of people to see if they could let me in.

But there was no believable explanation for it yet. “Thank you,” I said instead. She squeezed my hand. “You don't have to thank me. You're my best friend. I'd fight the whole world for you.” I smiled at her, but the guilt settled a little deeper. Because one day, she might wonder why I'd let her defend me with only half the truth. Later that afternoon, a news segment interrupted the movie we had been watching. “Billionaire businessman Donavin Prescott attended the annual Prescott Foundation where he announced a new investment initiative”.

Big Shot It was the day for the anniversary celebration of the MBC Bank and Finance. The company is already a well-known and trusted company when it comes to finances but due to the poor management led by Mason Smith, the company suffered great losses. But now that the company is now handled by Maeve Miller, the only daughter of the company's founder, Genevieve Miller, it is now back on its top spot in the industry. The faces if well-known business people around the hall of the venue where the event was held was enough evidence to prove that MBC had really reclaimed it's place.

Phoebe jibed and pointed at Jade's shirt. I nodded with a wry smile looking at Bryan's cute face. He's so adorable. I don't know why am this soft spotted for him. Maybe cause I've never actually liked someone to want to be with them my whole life... A tall slim woman walked in and everyone sat properly. Wait a minute, this school doesn't look so sumptuous as I thought. Why would billionaires attend such school? Then I remembered it might be by choice. They must have wanted to go to a lively school.

Karen paid attention, sitting up and concentrating like her life depended on the news. "But what has gotten our handsome actor's wedding to top story is how his wife left the wedding even before the kiss." The scene transformed to the incident from the day before when she had run with Faith. "We identify that she isn't just anyone but one of America's top surgeons, daughter of Kylie Benson, who is CEO of a successful, multi - billionaire technology company, Karen Benson." "These people really have nothing do with themselves other than pry into other people's lives." Karen rolled her eyes, unaffected by the news and how it was a top story.

They were also listed in the top 50 billionaires in the world in 2018. Caroline swallowed hard, remembering the article she purposefully read yesterday. She planned to read those articles to better prepare herself to face them, her co-workers who were troublesome.Caroline, recalled an article she deliberately read yesterday as she planned to prepare herself to face them, the Marcus family conglomerate. Instead, it made her even more anxious. "No wonder the clothes and makeup sent were in the same class as celebrity regulars," Caroline murmured to herself.

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.

One year later The bi-annual matchmaker’s party was in full swing as the newest members of the club mingled about with the olders ones. Most were interns looking for mentorship oppurtunities, and some had just broken into the world of the elite looking for guidance. There were also some wedding planners roaming about, getting their exposure and making connections. The Billionaire’s Matchmaking Club was an instant success, more so than Hugo and I had ever anticipated. The two of us stood at the balcony of the HQ’s mansion, looking down into the garden with rose champagne in our hands.