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"My eyes widen in astonishment as I gaze at the luxurious iPhone, a symbol of wealth and opulence. I can't believe my luck! I quickly take the phone from Linda's outstretched hand, eager to possess this coveted device before she changes her mind or scolds me further." "Linda, Maya's closest and most eccentric friend, is a billionaire who's willing to go to extremes - like threatening to kill someone - over a phone worth a mere million dollars, which seems absurd given her vast wealth." "I assumed that billionaires like Linda had an abundance of wealth and resources, making it unnecessary to be overly attached to a specific material possession like a phone, let alone resort to extreme measure

Lydia asked. Madilyn’s shaky hand showed Lydia a picture that had been posted to the one of the top gossips sites online. It was a picture of Drake leaving an abandoned island on the back of a jet ski, with an extremely gorgeous woman driving it. In large bold letters right above the letter is the title of the article. ***IS THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR BACK TO HIS CHEATING WAYS***

“He’s still insanely wealthy probably a billionaire. Nobody gets to the level of yacht-rich without exploiting people.” Andre smiled. “You really don’t know who he is.” XXX

Those words of the doctor still sounded in my head, with the ting effect of a bell sounding in the cathedral, even after I had dashed out to go in search of money which we didn’t have. Later, while swallowed in my misery and gloom, a young beautiful nurse by name, Stella, told me of a billionaire by name, Fanny Luis, who was worth fifty billion dollars and the richest family in Rio Hondo. “Listen Melissa,” Nurse Stella had said, “If you could get to the billionaire he would certainly be of help,” she told me emphatically. “He is very generous. I can count quite a number of Rio Hondo he has helped.” Later, at twilight, she took me to this huge edifice, a villa with plaster of gold and preciou

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I asked very much interested. "After Mr. Bloomfield's decision to move everyone about, rumors have started to circulate throughout the building. I was informed by a specific individual there that this transaction has been ongoing behind closed doors for some time, and that the company is paying a staggering eleven billion dollars to acquire Dailyplus." After Robert told me, I coughed. I was aware that Dante was wealthy-a billionaire-but I had no idea how wealthy of a billionaire he actually was. In an effort to avoid collapsing from anguish, I tried to avoid news stories about him in the past and to avoid finding out who he was currently dating.

Laila explains relaxing her head on her desk. “Well why give her a contract if you don’t wanna work with her?”Xavier asked,Laila lifted her head up and looked over at Xavier blowing on the loose strand of her hair away from her face. “Well her book was well written and her storyline is interesting”Laila groans. “Well what’s her book about?”Mike curiously asked. “It’s about an arrogant billionaire that detest women but later fell in love with an orphan”Laila explains as they all nodded their heads in approval of the storyline.

“You just made me drop a ten-thousand-dollar phone!” “Well, maybe don’t take calls in the middle of a public walkway!” He took a step closer, his gaze cutting straight through me. “Do you know who I am?” Oh, I did. Too late, I realized the familiar jawline, the expensive scent, the effortless authority in his posture. Ethan. Freaking. Blackwood. New York’s youngest tech billionaire. Owner of Blackwood Tech. Ruthless. Rich. Off-limits. Oh my God. What was I thinking?

Sunglasses covered his eyes, and she wished she could see them even though he was next to her . The picture next to him was of a sheikh of some kind, and she frowned. What did these two have to do with each other? Then, she read the bright yellow headline for the first time. Billionaire playboy sells The Grand Channel and all affiliated stations to Saudi prince in billion dollar deal! There was a smaller headline underneath that read AND THEN GIVES ALL THE MONEY TO CHARITY! Her eyes widened. She picked up the magazine and began to read, frantic.