Do Trillionaires Exist Novels & Stories

As soon as he said it, there became even more murmurs of agreement and Don looked interested in what Mr Sal had to say. What?! A trillion dollar company!! What?! Trillion?! Trillion?! Was I the only one seeing this from my point of view? Trillion was not a little amount. Why on earth was the rich born so wealthy. Trillion?! That made my brain almost explode. Were they so wealthy that they wanted to turn this company into A TRILLION DOLLAR COMPANY. What?!

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.

The registration threshold for Vintage Deluxe was ten billion dollars, which converted roughly to about 1.6 billion US dollars. It might sound like a lot, but in reality, just from the data that could be counted, there were nearly three thousand wealthy people in the world who had assets exceeding this amount. In addition, there was no telling how many invisible tycoons there were, ones who had never announced their assets to the public. Therefore, Charlie was not surprised that five hundred people had registered in two hours.

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

“Let’s arrange a blind date for them without their knowledge.” “It’s worth trying,” Cassandra laughed. She was very happy right now because Kyra Lynn was the only daughter of Liam Lynn and Charlotte Heller. They got divorced, but she believed that Kyra would receive lots of inheritance, worth in the trillions. After all, the Supreme Bank alone had a net worth over a trillion dollars because it was associated with all the top VR games around the world. Also, Liam Lynn was a trillionaire himself. He was even more powerful than the Huefner family, and they could be said to be rivals in the electrical industry. So, if they were to join hands, nobody would be able to beat them in the country.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

Theodore Thatcher was the definition of a self-made billionaire, already at the top of the renowned list of billionaires worldwide. At 29, he was the youngest to ever achieve such a status. His empire stretched across industries, from technology to real estate, with his name on the lips of the most powerful figures in business. Every move he made was calculated, every decision deliberate. Theodore had amassed more wealth than many could ever dream of. The inheritance from his father—though substantial—was a mere fraction of what Theodore had built through his own intelligence and relentless work ethic.

’s grand opening, their cameras clicking like a chorus of hungry insects. But I walked through them like someone who owned the room before she even entered it. “Miss Jules.” Alexander Reese said, stepping forward with that practiced billionaire smile. America’s youngest trillionaire, the man whose tech empire stretched across continents, and the only person in this building who truly knew my story. “Ready to make history?” I smirked. “Always.” Inside, champagne flowed, violins played, and the elite of the elite mingled like they

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Lena snorted. “I’m guessing someone rich, powerful, and incredibly used to hearing the word yes.” “Rafael Blackthorne.” Her hand paused mid-air. The name was familiar. The tabloids. The real estate empire. The luxury clubs. The model girlfriends. The lawsuits. She glanced at him again—yep. It tracked. “Cool,” she said, unfazed. “Still going to need you to pay in cash if your card has more scandals than credit.”

She whispered as she closed the office door behind her. Troy Dawson, the billionare CEO living in Riverdale, was the single living greek God in the entire universe. Not just the man was extremely handsome with a perfectly tonned face and body, he was also available as per the sources. Often the news of his hookups, with several girls errupred in market but later they died down as a rumour. Technically, the rich CEO was single and nobody had ever seen him ever with his one single girlfriend. He was now the head of the 'Emerging Enterprises' one of the largest publishing houses of entire world.