Charlie Wade Story Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

Even Jennifer doesn't seem to think about herself when he's at a happy point. Eventhough Rachel's grandma had sacrificed a lot of money to pay for Jennifer's education in order to pursue higher education so that she could get rich men only with beauty and education. Today's men also think smartly. They can't afford to just get a wife with her beauty alone. However, Jennifer had the heart to forget about Rachel's grandma when she found Calvin's replacement. Like the man who was with his granddaughter was not just any man. Judging from the car and the appearance of wearing a suit like a wealthy CEO, it seems that the man has a lot of wealth.

Morris never mentioned to me that he had a brother, or anything, matter of fact; it was not until recently that I figured out he has a mom Seeing both his mom and brother here made me think of his dad. Maybe he's late, or they don't share a relationship with him. It's most common for rich people to fall out with their dad when they get older. I lifted my drink and gently sipped it in a way to calm my nerves, instinctively looking around. I was actually taking note of the dining room decor now. We had been distracted by Simon, and I didn't have time to check out the interiors.

Allan wrote out a cheque and threw it at Jessica. Eve who was listening tried to look up to meet Allan's eyes. Allan looked down with a look full of meaning, ' Next time don't let yourself be humiliated by others! You are my lover! My future fiancé! Allan Watson's fiancée-to-be! As long as I am breathing, no one will be able to insult you! Hold your head high! Don't be a weak woman!" Allan said while looking at Eve who looked surprised. Again everyone was shocked, it was like they hit the jackpot because this news came straight from the mouth of Allan Watson, one of the Billionaires in this country! The owner of the Watson Family which dominates almost the entire economy in this country.

It even looks like she's not trying so hard but she still succeed with everything she does. Some eyes flew silently to where September was seated. Despite the lack of light in the venue, people could still make out September's silhouette easily. Some young women can't help but sigh a sigh of defeat as they stare at the eye-candy man ahead. Damn. She even hit the jackpot with her husband! How lucky was Maeve to have everything she have? A luxurious life, pretty face, exceptional talents and a one in a billion kind of husband! Did she save the world in her past life?

I resume sleeping ' Kate,Alex is getting married' she said but I jumped out of bed. How true! I took the phone from her and check the pictures. It is Alex looking more handsome and a beautiful lady. I admit she was beautiful but not classy like me. I am the queen of the East. I read the story caption ' THE SPARKLED BILLIONAIRE AND A CAR GURU ALEX ALBERT IS SET TO MARRY HIS PERSONAL ASSISTANT. I signed. Alex marrying her staff what a hilarious.

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

The tea was still awful. Mine was basically warm water that had only vaguely heard of a tea bag. His was the complete opposite—bitter and way too strong, the way he always made it when he was on edge. We were sitting on the kitchen floor with our backs against the cabinets, knees almost touching. The tiles were freezing. He didn’t complain about it anymore. “For a billionaire CEO, you’re really bad at making tea,” I said. “For a literacy coordinator, you’re really bad at pretending you don’t like my terrible tea,” he shot back.

Out of place. The door opened. The man who stepped out did not belong to her world. He wore a dark tailored coat, sharp lines, and quiet confidence. Silver cufflinks caught the weak winter sun. His posture was controlled, his expression unreadable. He moved like someone who had never been told no. Isabella recognized him instantly. Alexander Voss. The billionaire heir to Voss Enterprises. The man splashed across every headline since his father’s death three days ago. Rumors followed him like shadows, whispers of power, inheritance, and a will with unusual conditions.

"If I ever become Richard Smith's second wife, the first thing I'll do is fire that damn Chloe!" I laughed at his rant. Life is really hard on people like us. These three years have really taught me a very valuable lesson because it's been very expensive. I had to lose the house I bought for nothing. Sacrificing my life for the sake of cunning, selfish humans. Daydreaming like Natty did was the cheapest thing we could do to stay sane through it. "You know," Natty glanced right then left, front, and back. "Chloe thinks that by sucking up to the shopping center owner, her career will remain safe."