Billionaires Second Chance Novels & Stories

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

I got ready and she drove us to the city that I had been dreading to go to. I left everything behind and yet here I am again going back. I just looked out and so much had changed since then. I have changed, everything around me has changed. And I know for certain that even Conan has changed. I would stalk him on the internet, and he has been doing well. When I knew him he was a millionaire and now I hear that he has reached billionaire status. He is still the most eligible bachelor like when I met him. Eligible bachelor huh, so people don’t know that I am legally still his wife?

he repeats, eyes boring into mine. I can't help the slamming of my heart, or the smirk on my lips that matches his. “Hmmmm.” I say, not once taking my eyes off him, “Surely you can do better than that? I heard you're a billionaire.” The smirk on his lips pulls into a dazzling smile, “2 million then?” I fold my hands, “Try again.” He narrows his eyes, loving the challenge, “A billion.” The crowds' gossip rises to a crescendo.

I murmured, even though the weight of hopelessness settled heavy in my chest. "But listen," Annabelle said quickly. "There’s this company—Gold Enterprises. They’re hiring, and maybe if you get in, you could find a way to get what you need." "Gold Enterprises?" "Yeah, they’re crazy rich, babe. It’s worth a shot." She sent me the address, and I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t have the luxury of waiting or second-guessing myself. I had no other options. --- The massive structure of Gold Enterprises loomed over me, its glass windows reflecting the city lights, its golden accents shining like an emblem of untouchable wealth. Just standing in front of it made me feel small. Insignificant.

Putting up with the cramped conditions is the small price I have to pay to feel the familiarity of a good friend. A divorce is never easy when you’re divorcing a billionaire. Things tend to take longer than a normal couple’s divorce. It all made my head spin when we were going through the process. Managing my single life, staying knowledgeable in my small company’s finances and trying to be a good friend to Talon was enough to make anyone’s head ache.

What mattered was that she was about to become a billionaire. She had hit the jackpot with the Channing family secret that Cairus had tried so hard to bury. The entire empire didn’t start from scratch, nor was it a rags-to-riches story. Its foundation was illegal. A lot of blood had been spilled just to start the businesses that now ruled all of Southshire City. [ANGUS CHANNING] Angus flinched when he heard his mother’s angry voice outside. She was shouting again, likely at whoever was on the other end of her phone. He didn’t even bother to peek, afraid she might turn her rage on him again.

I said quietly. There was a pause on the other end of the line, then Natalie practically squealed with excitement. "THE BILLIONAIRE’S SUGAR BABY! Emma, do you understand what this means? This is a new beginning for you! You could live in luxury, ride the best cars, wear the best clothes. Don’t you want to make your ex beg to have you back? And what about your so-called friends who turned their backs on you? You could have it all! Doing this will change your life. It’ll change your mother’s life!"

Before you say anything, let me explain. I straightened in my chair, ready to set everything out. "First, let me properly introduce myself. My name is Victoria Branson. I'm 27 years old, and I graduated from the Business School of Toronto. I make $700,000 a year, I have my own house, and I own my car. Adrian looked at me, clearly intrigued but still a little skeptical. "Alright." "I'm just going to be honest with you," I continued, my voice firm. "My grandmother left me her business. It's a huge opportunity, but there's one condition-she stipulated in her will that I must be married to inherit it."

Commencing Startup Protocols… His heart pounded. This had to be a prank. A virus. Something. “System?” he whispered, voice shaking. ✅ Installation Complete. Welcome to the Trillionaire System, Ethan Reyes. You are now the designated host of the world’s most advanced wealth-generation A.I. Mission: Become the richest man in your country. Time limit: None. Support: Unlimited. “Wait, what?” Ethan sat upright. Rewarding host with starter package… 💵 $10,000,000.00 deposited to temporary account.

At the time I'd hated it because I was already in love with Antonio and had wanted to marry him but my family had refused and in the process I had made Brian's life a living hell. But why? Why was I back here again, right now reliving all these moments? Something at the corner of the room caught my attention. It was a small calendar that had been hung next to the window. The year on the calendar left me in shock and the realization hit me then. I had been given a second chance at life, a once in a lifetime chance to change my future and this time i wasn't going to let it slip from my hands again. "I'm not going to repeat myself again; sign this papers right now," my stepmother snapped, cutti