Dan Druff Billionaire True Story Novels & Stories

She asked. “Um. His name is Rodri Darnell.” I said, watching her reaction. She placed a hand on her chin, as if trying to remember where she had heard the name before. All of a sudden, she gasped and fixed a wide stare at me. “No way. No fucking way, Vanessa. Are you talking about The gorgeous as fuck Rodri Darnell of the Dolphin Group?!” I nodded and she let out a shocked scream. “What?! That man is a billionaire! From a family of billionaires! Do you know that? His father literally owns half of this city!”

I still remembered how the police addressed him. Eautiquiano Fauste. So he was the third of his name, president of the mall, hotel, and restaurant chains of the empire. His current net worth is two million dollars. He was an heir to the popular and controversial business empire, Fauste Empire that had been buzzing the news every now and then. He was the president of the mall, restaurant, and hotel chains under the empire. 'Two million dollars at twenty-eight?' A part of my brain tingled at the mention of his wealth.

I ask stuffing French fries in my mouth. "Well, the clients called and postponed the meeting for tomorrow. So technically I could have taken a day off but I decided to stay and do some inventory." She says and I nod. "Nina do you know about Mr. Karter Allan?" I ask out of the blue. She's worked here for three years now, she probably knows about him. "Well duh! Who doesn't? He's the owner of our company and not just that he's the youngest billionaire in America! Everyone knows him Marie" She says.

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

Tyr inquired. Donald took in a deep breath. It was a difficult question to answer because an unimaginable amount of money was involved. “Two billion dollars!” After saying those words, Donald felt as if his heart would leap out at any moment. Meanwhile, Drake began to sweat profusely. Indeed, the property market was not something anyone could get involved in that easily. Even as the richest man in Khanh City, Drake could not afford to fork out one billion in cash despite owning tens of billions in total value. Using two billion dollars for corporate warfare was a huge bet to make.

I could help smile I and Edward had already released a movie known as 'My Rich Billionaire Is Dumb' last two months, and that movie is now a hit in the entire country. Yeah…. The both of us acted it, and when Edward came back into my life, I was finally able to write the script…. And both of us were the main leads. In life….. I have gotten to know that there are a lot of people who face a lot of difficulties in life, but the fact that they still decide to remain strong is what makes them human.

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?

"I came to you, and you came to me. You clearly didn’t think about what you were saying when you were in my arms and on my fucking bed!" Landon shook his head, wishing he could vanish from the scene, but he felt frozen in place by the shock of it all. "You say you love Nathan?" Drake scoffed again. "That’s a load of crap, Trish! You’re lying! I know you’re just after his money because he’s the son of Lawrence Monroe, the second richest man in the country! But have you forgotten he kicked him out? Nathan has nothing now!"

When he ran into Elio, who was only thirteen years old at the time, the two of them chatted about martial arts. Back then, Uncle Shaw was reluctant to lend Drake any money, since he did not think Drake would be able to pay him back. Luckily for Drake, Elio had spoken up. "Lend Big Silly Hughes two million dollars,” he said. “I'll vouch for him. If he doesn't pay you back, I'll pay the debt for him." Since Elio had spoken, Uncle Shaw had no objections. He immediately lent Drake two million dollars. Two years later, Drake returned the money as promised. With the momentum on his side, he finally managed to become a millionaire in his own right.

“It’s a long story, but basically… when I left Avanguard five years ago, I didn’t just run and hide. I had to survive. I used the money you sent me before everything fell apart to get started in a new country. I finished my degree there, but I also started building something of my own. A tech consulting company at first, helping small businesses with security systems, apps, that kind of thing. It grew faster than I ever expected. Within a couple of years, it expanded into bigger contracts, investments, partnerships. Now… I’m a billionaire, Daniel. On paper, at least. I own the company outright and have major stakes in several others.” Daniel’s eyes widened, genuine surprise flashing across h