Books On Being Rich Novels & Stories

This world was cruel, and poor people like him, who turned into billionaires overnight, would only become easy targets for bad people. Being rich is not only about living in wealth and as you please, but also has a big responsibility. Just like how River got his wealth from the hotel, he has to keep the hotel's condition stable because thousands of employees and their families make their living in the hotel. And now Rion realized that he couldn't carry the big responsibility that River had been carrying as the sole heir of the Goldwin.

He began softly, witch his face turned away from me and I felt my head falling back in disappointment. However, he was yet to finish. "Being rich gives you the power to get away with anything, without any accountability. No one bats an eye if the rich does something wrong—But being poor means you've already lost." He continued seriously and I could only watch him unblinking for a moment, in attempts to internalise his words; only to blink and look away with an exhausted sigh. "Right—and since you are already very rich, then going by this logic you should be ecstatic and jumping up and down in happiness—" I turned to him with a roll of eyes but didn't expect to catch the staggered look on his

He was carrying a cup of coffee, his sharp features relaxed in a way that made him seem younger. “Ah, The Billionaire’s Blueprint,” he said, sitting across from me. “Great book. I’ve read it twice.” I raised an eyebrow, setting the book down. “Twice, huh? No wonder you’ve done so well for yourself. You’ve got the billionaire mindset.” He chuckled, taking a sip of his coffee. “Well, it helps when you apply the principles. It’s one thing to read about discipline and calculated risks; it’s another to live them.”

Edward didn't know why but he somewhat became affected that he found himself lying down on the bed while pondering on what Cecelia said. "So you don't need money from me.... what about position..... you don't need anything that would make you rich?". Edward typed while raising his brow. "Well! I'm rich in my own way.... but I don't need money, all I need right now is a friend. A friend who would always be there for me whenever I need him the most!". Cecelia said smiling.

This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you here. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I take you on this chaotic ride that is going to change your life forever. I will tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible and richest bachelors chasing me at the age of eighteen. Only a complete nincompoop will dare to close their eyes and shut their ears as I tell my story. Don’t do that.

Jacob was in India for a business deal, ended up closing the deal and also got me pregnant and that was how we had our beautiful daughter Arya, having the finest blend of ethnicity. Getting married to Jacob opened me to the world of business and multi millions. Although my dream was always to own an art gallery. I have always loved working on raw surfaces with colors. Started in school when I was very little, I could draw just about anything. I just had to be given a sample, leave the rest to me. But back in college, I discovered another channel to fuel my creativity and flair for colors and that was makeup. Jacob was always in support of my dreams but I was so relaxed with the constant m

She was good. When she left, I went to my study room to read some books. I was an avid reader, especially about business, geography, and language. During my college days, I was a top student. Coming from a wealthy home did not stop me from taking my education seriously. Whenever I wanted to study something related to my field, I would read business textbooks like "The Intelligent Investor" by Benjamin Graham, "The Lean Startup" by Eric Ries, and biographies like "Steve Jobs" by Walter Isaacson, as well as books written by business leaders. In my spare time, I enjoyed reading about geography, fascinated by regions, landscapes, and the Earth's operations. I even learned maps for fun and could

"But right now, the most important thing isn't to prove your loyalty. Instead, you should plan how to take Heaven Springs to the next level. After all, the exposure was nothing less than a godsent gift… I mean, Charlie-sent. So, seize the moment and establish a solid franchise. It won't just be you—your children and your children's children will be sitting on endless money." Pausing, he then asked, "Well, do you know why the rich always stay rich, barring wartime?" Albert bumbled, "Money, I guess? What do you have to fear when you're rich anyway?" "No, just being rich is not enough," Issac replied. "You need businesses, connections, and the ability to make money with what money you have alre

he asked giving her his full attention. Sensing his good mood she couldn't risk the idea to ruin it by the news. So she preferred to have a conversation with him. "I just wanted to ask you something" she replied meekly. "I'm all ears" he replied while looking at the ceiling. "How did you become so rich?" A quite unexpected question slippers from her tongue but she always had it in mind. How people get so much rich? It had always been a mystery to her. "You have to become inhumane in order to become rich. If you want to become rich, never show mercy to anyone, never let your heart soften for any human, let yourself become stone hearted" he replied in monotone like it was an easy answer.

He paused to take another sip of coffee. "Start with what's just yours," he advised. "I mean, the second he walks into your apartment he's basically going to see a giant banner hanging in your living room that says 'Surprise! I'm rich!' But there's a difference between you being rich and you being a Kensington…" "I know," I cut in. "There's a gap the size of a canyon." "Exactly," Dante agreed. "Having money is one thing. Having power, influence, generations of empire on your shoulders? That's something else entirely."