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to the secretary as she turned and left. “Are you ready?” she asked once more and placed the recorder on the table with a long white sheet of paper and note pad on her laps. I was ready, as long as she would let us talk. She was trying quite hard to act distant, her way of pushing me farther off from her. “Sure, Grace.” I smiled, but she didn’t smile back. She simply turned on the recorder and concentrated on the white sheet of paper on her over-covered laps. “So, Mr. Shelby,” she started in a business-like voice, sitting upright and staring straight at me with a distant expression on her face. “As a one of the youngest billionaires in England, what would you say is the secret to making it t

I've just booked a restaurant for my seventh wedding anniversary with my wife, Melanie Rowland, when several lines of text suddenly appear across my vision. "Would you like to take part in a loyalty test? "We'll randomly give your wife a system. If she tells you about it, you win, and the two of you will receive one million dollars." After seven years of marriage, I have no doubt Melanie loves me. As far as I'm concerned, that million dollars is already in the bag. Still, I'm curious enough to ask one question. "What if we lose?" "If you lose, it proves your marriage has failed. In return, you'll receive a mystery prize big enough to let you start your life over. "The price of partici

she asked and I stared at her confused. "What do you mean?" I asked... "I've called the president and he has settled everything and the whole wealth has been willed to your name plus the 50 billion dollars he gave you to Start over. It's your wealth dear, you can't possibly leave all for Royce" she enthused and chuckled. OmG. Now I know what she's talking about. I can't possibly take Royce's inheritance like that.. He stopped school because of it and I don't think I need so much money.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

Maxwell The bastard had made it sound like he was the police with the words protection and negotiate. But then again, Andy and his so-called friends had swindled millions from the billionaire, and now it was my job to replace them. Once again, the number of zeros following that two made my head spin. How the heck was I supposed to supply two million dollars?

Kylie The grand estate loomed ahead, a reminder of a world I’d stepped away from years ago. As the car pulled up the sweeping drive, I took in the scene before me. The Montez estate was more than just impressive; it was intimidating in its grandeur, with its high columns, sweeping balconies, and vast gardens that stretched out in every direction. I couldn’t help but feel the weight of my surroundings, as though I were walking into a space where secrets had been kept for generations.

"Not much, what is it? I'm making dinner, I've invited Jess and Matthew to join us for dinner tonight." "I need you here, now! There's been some embezzlement, I need you to help me get the accounts organized again. Roger embezzled 538,000 dollars, he's being declared 'the new millionaire', can you believe it?" Her silence was exactly what I imagined her reaction would be. "Mikhail... 538 thousand dollars? My God!" "Can you come here, now?" I asked once more and she was quick to respond, even though she knew I needed her badly, Dominic still came first.

"Someone was inside while we were away?" "It seems so." She unfolded the note and read. Then with a frown handed it to Addie. You won the couple's draw for the night out on a yacht. Dinner and drinks will be provided. Please be at the dock at seven tonight, the trip is about four hours, your captain for the evening will meet you. Congratulations. Management. "This is nice!" Addie said. "A night of wining and dining on a yacht. Can you imagine the stars out there on the ocean with no lights around?"

Mike walked in to his hotel room and slumped on the bed. He played a song and increased the volume and danced to the song while packing his luggages into his mini box. He took the file and smelled it, he hasn't opened it ever since he collected it from Anthony, he has done his calculations and planned his life for the next 10 years. "Mike you are the most fortunate person on earth, you become a billionaire without working hard for it. I am lucky." He screamed and jumped up happily.

I knew him—it had been a long time coming. I had often caught glimpses of them conversing in hushed tones, packing up hastily afterward, moving to a new place without explanation. I had stopped questioning it long ago, but now I was stunned to find the tables turned. My father, a billionaire, was not someone I had expected my mother to seek help from. **Third Person P.O.V** Ice's mother wasn't actually ill. The story was fabricated as part of an arrangement. Martin Santiago was one of the country's billionaires, inheriting the family business after numerous conflicts. His managerial prowess had significantly grown the company over five years. Despite his success, his greatest sorrow was his