Blind Millionaire Novels & Stories

He scans the arena. Damien Blackwell. So that's his name. These rich, mysterious men and their sophisticated names. “$100 million from Damien Blackwell,” Mr Shumway repeats. “Going once... going twice—” “$200 million!” Liam roars and clenches his teeth. What??? I’m practically holding my breath. This is getting out of hand. $200 million for a single painting?! And Damien Blackwell, whoever he is, is so calm and composed. He’s not even breaking a sweat. He leans backwards in his seat and smiles.

“Rich people love to slap their initial on things. But when I saw how many of your ‘treatments’ had that same partner code attached…” She shuffled through the stack, fanning out similar sheets. PATIENT: BRIGHT, CATHERINE PROCEDURE: DEEP CORTICAL MODULATION – A3 FUNDING PARTNER: L. BLACK PATIENT: BRIGHT, CATHERINE PROCEDURE: PERCEPTUAL SUPPRESSION TRIAL – ACHERON BETA FUNDING PARTNER: L. BLACK My stomach tightened. “So Alexander wasn’t working alone,” I said. “Your man is not just a cheater,” Mila said flatly. “He’s a mad scientist with a sugar daddy.”

This time Alessa patted his back. Alessa couldn’t help but smile to herself. A few months ago this billionaire was terrorizing her, taking away her company, her bed, her pride, but now, she couldn’t help but see that he was just another human being. It seemed the billionaire’s walls were crumbling down, Alessa just needed to verify if it was because of her. Maybe after he spills all of ‘her New York’ out of his system, she would interrogate him.

I said, ready to get into my car when he said. "Do you want me to drop you?" I turned to look at him in horror. Is he blind or what? Despite seeing my car clearly in his face yet, he still asks if he can drop me off where I'm going or not. How in the world did this man become one of the richest billionaire businessmen in the whole world? Because to me, he is dumb.

The sarcasm and irritation in his voice were clear, amusing, but clear. “May I help?” I offered. He paused, then slid the tablet across the desk to me. “Go on.” I turned the screen towards myself. My stomach curled as I read the first few words I saw on the screen. The headline painted across the screen in bold font: “THE BLIND AND THE SKANK: The Truth Behind the Blind Billionaire’s Bride.” It was followed by a photo of Davina, who was looking far too glamorous for the scandal that followed. What the actual heck?

I guess greedy people are the easiest to be deceived. “Then you will have to sign this document, and your money will be ready in a week's time." “You mean, in a week's time, we will be supper richer!" Clair beams. No, Clair is rather super poor. Such greedy people, you want to be a billionaire. I thought they would even invest small but they invested a lot. I also have another plan aside from this one. This document mum is signing right now does not only state about that plattform. It also states that their houses and cars and everything they have will be legally mine, luckily for me.... Mum is not even reading the documents while signing, she is carried away by the so much money they will

I was only granted a day to fool myself into thinking everything was fine, blissfully ignorant of the impending doom that lurked just beyond the horizon. The sum of money promised by my abductor, Nikolai, which ought to be credited into my bank account immediately after it was confirmed I was pregnant five months ago was blown away by the air. Who was I kidding? The calamity was so big I saw my own ruins right before my eyes the instant it was announced the young billionaire heir had an accident on his business trip. The world itself jested me of what a big joker I was. Nikolai eventually healed but he recognized no one other than his family members. He was soon diagnosed with transient Amne

Cheryl, with a sneer, shot back, "Liam, nobody would mistake you for a mute if you kept quiet. How dare you act like you're chummy with the billionaire." Wasyl, with a scoff, added, "Seriously, take a look at yourself. Why the act? Didn't you catch what they said? That tycoon was personally welcomed by Mr. Solomon himself. "Seriously, have you no clue about your own standing? To spout such tall tales, it's downright humiliating!" Cheryl and Wasyl glared at Liam, their faces twisted with revulsion. However, Liam just grinned and nodded., "Of course I know who it is because that mystery millionaire is me."

I couldn't believe what I saw. I was on the front page of a newspaper and the headline said. "Has the Billionaire Oil Prince found his princess?" "What the hell? " I said. "Look at this one..." She gave me another paper, I was also on the cover. I read the first few lines. "As usual the Blake's didn't disappoint in throwing yet another successful charity event where the rich and famous came to support the event, even we must admit that the highlight of the event was the Billionaire son of the oil Mogul Tristan Blake's who donates a whopping million dollars for a date with one woman, whom we are yet to find out who it was..." I stopped reading.

"There is exactly five million in here. The password is Emma's birthday. Take it and leave quickly." "What?" Emily did not expect that she would dig a hole and really jump down. Her beautiful eyes were round. She took the card in disbelief, "There is really five million? Where did you get so much money? Jimmy, did you rob a bank?" Jimmy was so angry that his face turned green. He said angrily, "Emily, let me tell you, don't look down on people anymore. Since young, other than looking down on Emma and me, what else can you do? You are the one who looks down on people the most."