Do Any Trillionaires Exist Novels & Stories

Suzie, Trina, and I all opted for the pedicures first. “Do you live like this all the time?” Suzie asked, looking around. “No,” I giggled. “I get my nails and toes done once a month, but I’m not hanging out in a spa weekly, and I’m definitely not jetting away to a private island every weekend.” “But your family does have a lot of money, right?” Trina queried. “Yes, they are millionaires,” I advised. “Zander’s brother and grandfather are billionaires. His grandfather, Carrington, is in the top 10 richest people in the USA.”

We are talking fairy-tale treasure here. Helma's voice shook: "Could something like that even exist? Two hundred million a gram, two hundred billion a pound. For a thousand pounds, that's…" She locked eyes with Cole, and it clicked. That is why LEV would dare to cross the King family, Guller family, the Cox, and the Millens… Forty trillion dollars. The richest person on the planet was worth just over seven hundred billion. The total bankroll of everyone in Somerland? A cool two hundred and thirty trillion.

He is a Tillionaire. .

Unless I'm the one who's being hunted, it makes no sense. "My house," Kaziel tells me, and my jaw drops. "What are you? Some sort of secret billionaire?" I ask, and he beams at me. "Ever heard of Lakewood Group?" I blink at him, bewildered. Surely, he can't mean— "My last name is Lakewood." My eyes bulge in their sockets. "No way." The Lakewood group is one of the largest trillionaire empires in the country. They're old money. Rumors say they sacrificed their women for wealth. All of their wives died at a young age.

“And it’s a black express card. There are only three of its kind in the world. Money just keeps magically appearing on it.” “Really?” She tossed her hair arrogantly. “Yeah, my dad’s an oil tycoon," she boasted, as if that explained everything. “He probably wouldn't even notice if I bought a private island or two." If I had a dollar for every time she reminded me her dad was an oil tycoon, I'd be sipping cocktails on my own private island right then." "Well, lucky you," I muttered under my breath. Ignoring my sarcasm, Bernita grabbed my arm excitedly. "Come on, Jessica! We have some serious shopping to do. I want to look like a million bucks by the end of the day!"

“They say he buys companies just to crush them. He owns half of Makati. He… he’s ruthless.” I had laughed then, a light, dismissive sound. “You’re watching too many telenovelas, Elena. My Gus? He’s just a simple man. A bit quiet, yes, but kind. He helps old Aling Nena carry her groceries.” Elena shook her head, her eyes wide with concern. “No, Daisy. This is real. Augustus Caesar. The trillionaire. He never loses. He always gets what he wants.” A cold wave washed over me. "He always gets what he wants." The words echoed, a chilling prophecy. What did he want from me? My simple life? My simple heart? Or was it something else? Something darker, colder?

"Tom's family is as rich as they are powerful, and everyone would have a hard time if he starts rampaging, deciding that he can live with any consequences as long as we suffer too." "Yeah, I know." Avid quickly calmed down as he had been through more than one crisis. Then, reclining against his armchair pensively, he mused, "I'm just worried that Jasper is no match for him either." Renee sighed. "He probably isn't. We're talking about a global dynasty with wealth to match nations." On the world's richest list, there were actually plenty of individuals who were nothing more than normal businesspeople. It was those whose names outside the list that were really, really rich—people whom the gene

She uttered firmly. “Are you crazy?! Ten million dollars?!” Theo asked in shock. “That shouldn’t be a problem given that you are stinkingly rich, and I bet you never ever want to see me again. This is a price you have to pay.” She answered with a smirk. “I had always known you were cheap. I just never knew you were this cheap.” Arthur answered in disgust. “That’s the problem I have with you, rich folks. How is ten million dollars cheap?! Well, I admit it. So are you giving me or what?!” She asked, folding her arms.

This wasn't the end of it, she had given her all to Jack and this was how he was going to repay her, she didn't even see what was so special in that assistant. *** At Vivian Oscar's house Peter scrolled through his phone painfully, Regina had moved on to a better person. If he had known, he wouldn't have left her in the hospital years ago to die and now she's healthy and with the youngest billionaire in New York. "Ughhh!!" Vivian groaned as she walked into the living room, interrupting Peter's thought. " Can you believe this?" Vivian said "Believe what?" "Haven't you seen the blogs? Everyone's talking about Jack and that girl he brought to the event."

, Justin asked. " Oh sorry, where are my manners?", the voice said, " my name is Tristan Kelly, the current CEO of Kelly Medicals and the heir to the billion-dollar conglomerate, Kelly Group", he said. " Oh, I never thought I'd meet you. I know your dad. We've done business together, and I'm guessing you're the Playboy, drug-loving son, he keeps on whining about", Justin said.