Cliff Forrest Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Not my ex-husband.” Claire nodded, but she did not move on. She paused and tilted her head a little, like she understood. “Of course,” Claire said. “Of course. But you have to admit, the world is fascinated. A woman who walked away from a billionaire. Who built an empire from nothing. Who refused to be invisible.”

He saw holes in the market and plugged them before anyone else could and the moment he made his first hundred million, he learned the secret to keeping it. Trust no one especially not women, especially not Vera. All he'd wanted was simple, a family after gathering so much wealth, his wife to take care of and their children but she'd had to fuck it up. But none of that mattered anymore, the woman who would be carrying his child was here now, he'd have his family, with no woman involved. He sat down at his office desk, opening his laptop to skim morning headlines. It was supposed to be a normal day until her name popped up.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

He was the man from last night—the one who nearly took me away. He stood calmly in front of a swarm of reporters, his face as stern as ever. His sharp eyes and chiseled jaw gave him an aura of power and arrogance. He spoke with authority, every syllable drawing me in, my eyes glued to his striking face. Adrian Foster—the CEO of the Foster Group. Possessing unimaginable wealth and a mysterious identity. His net worth was estimated at over 500 billion dollars. No one could calculate his true fortune—it was simply too vast, spanning nearly the entire universe.

We drove along coastal roads that clung to the edges of cliffs, past tiny towns and through tunnels of different greenery. Finally, he turned down a narrow, private road that ended at a gate. He keyed in a code, and the gates swung open to reveal a modern, low-slung villa perched on a cliffside, overlooking a secluded cove. The place seemed to be made of glass and dark wood, blending seamlessly into the jungle. "Home for the weekend," Ilay said, cutting the engine. Wow… When I get bored, I get a book or ice cream and watch a movie. When billionaires get bored, they go on planes and visit one of their many houses. I’m sure this whole weekend is going to cost the same as my paycheck for the wh

“There’s this thing going on around New York. The Times… and even in Forbes. The Af Forselles Heiress.” I frowned when there’s Hyacinth’s photo with Raven posing as a modern billionaire. Hyacinth was sitting on Raven’s left thigh with that rare ring that she’s wearing. “What?” “It said here that Hyacinth Af Forselles-Reeves is a multi-billionaire.” “What?!” I exclaimed as I read the article. It is indeed said that Hyacinth is a multi-billionaire who inherits stocks on different big companies including the Ruby Empire, and even from the Sinclair Empire! What the fu~? Hyacinth is actually rich? Richer than dad or my deceased mother?

Annabella said and Cindy groaned "Why!!!" She shouted "Because I don't know how to act,I don't even know what to wear" Annabella said "You should have at least asked me" Cindy said "He said I should give him date later" Annabella sighed "Good,tomorrow night would do" Cindy smiled "So...will you tell me about him?" Annabella asked and Cindy smiled "You came to the best" she grinned and cleared her throat "Actually for the past eight years,Thadeus Storm has been declared and known as the richest billionaire in the world,until three years ago" Cindy said and Annabella listened with total interest

Cliff took a slight breath, as if trying to suppress some emotion. He said, "If you don't have enough money on hand, I can help you." My heart was unmoved, and I refused coldly, "No need. I've already taken care of it." "Where did you get the money?" Cliff's eyes were full of doubts. Five million dollars was indeed not a small sum, and he was well aware of the assets I could mobilize in the Thunder Pack. In his view, there was no way I could raise so much money at once.

I thought all teenaged girls were into that silly stuff. And then I remembered my reports; she didn't have any friends, so she didn't do the teenage girl thing. For some reason, that made me sad. Cliff Sanders was a total fuck; he meant to rob her of everything that was good in life, meant to put out any light or joy she could find in the already mundane world he had made her life into. We'll just see about that, cock-sucking bastard.

They talked just a little on the subject, she seemed to pretend well to feel open to it, but Larry heard another time about the Cliffs, owning a lot in New York State. He didn't know them, just as many didn't know him closely either, but they were ultra millionaires, creditors of organizations and businesses that even normal people couldn't spot. Larry agreed with Mr. Vos: Sofia had to be careful if a man like the businessman (who had previously saved her life and especially of the same family) was the one who advised her.