Double Life Of A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Damn, if one morning of freedom could do that for her then I would see that it never changed. "We're going shopping again today love, you need clothes and stuff." "That's too much, after yesterday." She pulled away and fussed with her seat belt. "Ashley, do you have any idea how much I'm worth?" She shook her head no, and how refreshing was that? Shit any of the females of my past acquaintance would sell an ovary for the chance to go shopping on Gideon Thorpe's dime. "I'm worth more than you can spend in ten lifetimes so I don't want you worrying about that stuff okay?"

“I haven’t held a golf club in my life.” “Tennis?” “Nope.” “But you can swim?” “Yes.” “So why didn’t you buy a house that has a swimming pool? You’re a billionaire, you can do it?” “Am I a billionaire? Well, I have a few hundred millions in different banks here and abroad. And I have some businesses and properties which if you liquidate would run to a few hundred millions, too. Yes, my net worth is more than a billion pesos, so yes, I am a billionaire. But not all billionaires want a mansion or a palace or a castle. Or a swimming pool. I don’t even have a bath tub.” He chuckled. “Besides, those money, my mother just gave it to me.”

he agreed, “maybe next time, you should try asking me for help. I can come with the boys and we will help you. There's no need to waste money.” I smiled at him, “I never thought I'd see a billionaire telling me about money management.” I teased, “One, I'm not a billionaire, my father is. I think I'm more of a millionaire.” He said. It didn't sound like he was trying to brag, he was simply honest. “Two, billionaires know a whole lot about money management. How do you think they got there? That's why most of them are minimalists.” He did have a point. I nodded in agreement.

“Well, I guess you didn’t miss a couple thousand since you’re a millionaire.” “Billionaire,” she whispers. “Billionaire? Man, to see how the other half lives.” “Like regular people, just in better houses,” she says. “And better cars, more vacations.” “Hmm. But we’re still people—with joys and problems, just like you.” “Problems? Like what—your favorite restaurant’s booked?” She rolls her eyes. “Yeah, that’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.” “Look, I don’t mean to be rude. It’s just hard to see what problems a billionaire could have.”

SAYS RIVAL TYCOON ALEXANDER VANCE. The article detailed a hostile takeover bid for Louis’s recently acquired chain of luxury resorts in Singapore and Bali. Alexander Vance was a newer, hungrier breed of billionaire—younger than Louis, with a reputation for dismantling “old-world” empires with digital-age ruthlessness and a gleeful disregard for reputation. He was a shark who enjoyed chumming the water.

Now things were getting more complicated. "Let's get back together Leah, I promise everything will be alright, I'll try to talk to my Mom..." Adrian persuaded, causing Leah to sob even more because she couldn't make a decision. "I don't know Ad, it's not that simple ..." said Leah still firm in her stance. "I don't want to be involved in some kind of Billionaire's life again..." Leah muttered, almost in a whisper.

'Well, it's always been like that for her' 'Well, Nanny Divine you would help me with something' 'What is it son? 'I need to make something for Clara, I can't really cool or fry, can you help me' he whispered into her ears as she laughed. Nanny Divine was beginning to see his love brooding for her. He was beginning to look committed to a particular girl. She noticed some changes but paused. He had always lived his life as a rich Billionaire who spent hours in club, with many girls flirting and she had prayed earnestly for him to find someone who would change something about him, something completely different.

Tyler’s parant had a greed that it wasn’t the best thing for the young Charles who was only seventeen at the time but fortunately for young Charles he had been admitted to university of Columbia. Charles recognized how much he needed Tyler in his life. He was his best friend and he knew how uch Tyler cared for him and the company .How his parent had welcomed him into their home and never made im feel unwanted or alone.He elped him run his company and kept his staff in check . Even though he appeared too jovial but wasn’t that lenient when it got to office decisions.

Maybe all of these aches will go away. He was Nicholas Michealson, and he wasn’t supposed to bow to anyone. Three times richest man according to Forbes and the CEO of a chain of multi-billion dollar restaurants, he shouldn’t be scared of a mere woman. Not just any woman, the one who broke his heart and reduced him to nothing. She made him crave her love till money meant so little to him, and all he wanted was to be wrapped in her arms. No woman would do that to him and go scot-free. He had the power to do and Undo.

It was true that there was a huge difference between billionaire families and ordinary families. In the past I watched a few shows about the lives of rich people. All their meals were carefully menued, the ingredients were the freshest, and were transported by helicopter from the farming or production site to their house. Often rich family members were fond of uniqueness, they often gave each other gold-plated or precious diamond-encrusted items or other unique and unusual items on ordinary occasions. An ordinary item of theirs was extremely expensive, enough for an ordinary person like me to live for a few months, a few years, or even a lifetime.