Dan Reiner Billionaire 소설 & 이야기

That place became a market, and she was like merchandise being fought over by men hungry for flesh. "One billion!" Silence. Everyone was deafened, including Eleanor. All eyes turned to the source of the voice. On one side, at the very top, was a man wearing a black polo shirt. He slowly went down, his footsteps were the only noise heard throughout the place. "One Billion?" asked Don Constantino, his eyes widening and unable to believe what he heard. "She's mine!" until he finally got down and was right in front of Eleanor. Knight Andrie, one of the richest men in the entire Philippines. He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort.

“Can you believe it? How many people get to say that a billionaire came to their wedding?” “Not very many, I imagine,” Kat replied, letting Renee revel in the moment. Renee’s world was all about status. To her, having a billionaire at the wedding was probably as big a highlight as the actual getting married part. “It was so wonderful that he came,” Renee continued, starting to spin in her chair again as she played with the giant diamond on her finger. “Especially when he’s so busy with all the sexual harassment lawsuit stuff.”

He was a thirty-year-old successful billionaire who had managed to raise the success of the DGG group to an unbelievable level in the last five years. From what I read, he was known in the business world as the reaper, with a reputation for acquiring smaller firms to add to the DGG group. All the internet had to say about him were accolades; it never mentioned anything about him being a petty jerk. He had made his first billion dollars at 25 years old. If he was so rich, why did he keep on bothering me about a car he had already repaired? I scrolled further and then saw that he had been with many women, both older in age and young, and then some rumors about him being a dangerous player. He

I mutter into his chest, "he doesn't act like I exist unless other people are around. He gets a new girl into his bed almost every night. This marriage is a joke." "I'm sorry," he mutters into my hair, "if I could do anything I would. Who is the guy you're marrying?" "Leon Bailey," I tell him while lifting my head off of his chest, "he is the worst person, I thought that Jacob was in my business class. I was so wrong!" "The stupid billionaire playboy?" Oliver asks and I nod, "he's on almost every magazine this month. He's the talk of America basically."

"She's a very famous actress. I'm actually surprised that you didn't recognize her the moment she walked in." I huffed and folded my arms across my chest. Celebrity or not, that woman didn't impress me. "I don't pay attention to celebrities. It's a waste of time." "I see," he said with a nervous laugh. He suddenly turned serious and I felt like he was holding something back from me. "Is there more to it than that?" He cleared his throat loudly. "I don't know how you're going to take this, ma'am, but that woman was Mr. Dobre's ex-financée."

Bree replied. Giana shifted, turning to stare at Bree, her eyes blinking at her as she pouted. “It’s not necessary. We can just take this opportunity as a vacation, you know. Going on a spa date, scrubbing, there’s a whole lot to do.” She held Bree’s hands, blinking cutely at her. “We can’t let all that money go to waste. I heard Spencer Bennett’s net worth is more than fifty billion dollars. We won’t even be spending a quarter of one-quarter of the money. Just a little.” Bree glared at her, prying her hands away from Giana’s hold. “Stop staring at me that way.”

“He is worth billions, not just one-something-billion. The man is worth 40 billion dollars. He is not your average 1%. He is the 0.1% of the 1%.” “Stop drooling, Mother.” I rolled my eyes even though she could not see me. “Whatever she did to him won’t last. He will kick her to the curb soon enough. She is too far below him to be able to keep him. Not when the women who are after him are literal Victoria's Secret angels. Even I tip my hat off to them.” How? My mind was still stuck on this point. First, she landed Dylan and then I had to take him. But now she had somehow leveled her way up to his uncle? How did she even come in contact with him? From what I had heard of the billionaire he was

He said as he raised the cup to his lips. “He needed his inheritance. And a hundred thousand dollars was literally nothing to a billionaire like him.” I said nonchalantly and he spewed out the coffee in his mouth. “He's a billionaire?” He asked in surprise and I nodded quickly. “That man that you just called shabby and weak is Owen Walker, the richest billionaire in the whole of Michigan. He owns the biggest entertainment industry here!” I exclaimed and he stared at me with his mouth wide open. “The Ws? Are you serious?” He asked in disbelief and I nodded.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.