Charlie Ward Billionaire Novels & Stories

And my wages wouldn’t be enough to pay for it. His eyes narrowed, one hand slipping into his pocket. Then someone called him from behind. “Hello Xavier Blackwood!” He turned back and waved briefly. Immediately My mind froze. Xavier Blackwood? The name was a popular, legendary whispered with power and money. A ruthless billionaire known for his icy demeanor and iron grip on his family empire. I swallowed hard, trying to steady my trembling hands. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The clash was too shocking and surprising.

“Okay so you know how I’ve been talking to you guys about my dads business failing, they all nodded in unison. “Yeah so he kinda had some bad dealings with some shady people and that made him lose a very huge amount of money and it also lead to him, firing his workers as he couldn’t pay their salary for the sometime and closing down his business. So how does the marriage come to play Calvin. asked. Well as he was searching for people to lend him money to pay up the salaries of some f his workers and to be able to reopen his business again. He met Mr Alexandria Cartwright. “Wait Alexandria Cartwright., Alexandria Cartwright., that name seems familiar. I know I’ve heard it before. I just can’t

exposed like a museum exhibit. And beside it, a video screen flickered to life. A grainy image played: Killian, younger, standing beside his father—signing a deal with a crime family that had long since disappeared. The proof of the empire’s rot. Margot smiled. “Tonight, I offer you the chance to buy the future. A future where Graves power falls. Where secrets are no longer buried, and balance returns to our world. Starting bid: one hundred million.” Hands rose across the room.

"No. Of course not. She's brilliant." "And beautiful?" "Beyond." Damon folded the last piece of bacon on his plate and watched his old mentor to see what he was getting at. "You know what happened to Kendal with a situation very similar to this, right?" "Of course I do, Charles-" "Charlie." "Of course I do, Charlie, but this is different. We're not under the watch of the university. My father owns the company, and he's quite happy with mine and Bethany's relationship. It's just... complicated."

she shrink in her head. The paparazzi cameras flashed continously and Vine stood awkwardly in front of them. She flashed her award winning smile as a female reporter in a tight red dress hurried towards her and... walked right passed her. It took a few seconds for reality to set in. All cameras were in fact focused on the captivating man standing just behind Vine. Nathaniel Ross Jnr, grandson of the multi billionaire and business tycoon Nathaniel Ross. Nathaniel Ross Jnr popularly known as Nate, apart from being the billionaire's spoilt grandson, was also a very successful movie director. He had directed many movies which always had a playboy as the main character. The media had written sev

Stones followed him and spoke up, "Chairman Charlie, we have exhausted all efforts, but we still cannot locate your wife." Charlie Sr.'s expression was difficult to read, causing Stones to feel concerned. "What should we do now?" Stones asked. Charlie Sr. paused for a moment before speaking. "Put a bounty of one billion dollars on my wife. Whoever can provide me with her whereabouts will receive the money." Stones was taken aback by the suggestion. "A bounty, sir? That would cause chaos. Margret Owen would be hunted down wherever she is." But Charlie Sr. was resolute. "I'll do whatever it takes to find her," he said firmly before walking away.

She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add. "But I hope he's staying long as our professor and not just here for a project or something."

Things started to get interesting when Ahmed Rebrad, the only living heir of Rashid Rebrad, one of wealthiest Arab business men within and outside the United States, started give Catherine a couple of inappropriate stares. He staked in telecommunication companies in third world countries. He also owned many casinos and clubs within the country, especially in Vegas among other things. Many rumors had spread about how he killed his father and siblings to inherit a large fortune. Whatever the case was, he was a rich orphan and the only person he had to call family was his uncle, Najib. Ahmed had an untapped reach, one the Smith lot could only dream about.

She was being mocked or pitied and she did not want any of these. So, she left. She left the city and all it's people back. ....After three months... "It's been three months since the death of the only heir of the multibillion dollar X complany. The chairman and the grandfather of the deceased Gael Greyson donated a huge amount to many charities. Gael Greyson was ...." The Tv was turned off showing that the person was the not anymore interested in knowing about the case. It's been three months but still this news was everywhere and on every channel.

The manager donated half of it to a children’s charity and half of it to pay for people who don’t have enough money for funerals. It ended up earning high praise and admiration for Arthur and AmeriCapital. Arthur didn't need the money. This made me happy even though Arthur was already a billionaire, and AmeriCapital already had a high reputation and status. But I was proud of how great this charity donation generated goodwill. Arthur’s stock soared. Arthur became the darling of New York City again. Nathan decided it would be a good idea to hold a small party in the Heritage Property offices. Arthur approved it. I invited a few ladies from the Marcus Properties office who used to be my friend