Everyones Trying To Be A Billionaire Novels & Stories

Progress is slow. There will be more fumbles, more expensive gifts sent by staff, more moments where Kent defaults to the only mode he knows. He's been a billionaire longer than he's been anything else; the habits are deep. But he's trying and I'm learning that sometimes, trying is enough to start.

The Wilton's were one of the richest and well respectable family in the country, Mrs Wilton, owns the biggest fashion brand in the country, Emily has always dreamt of having a fashion brand like Mrs Wilton, she had watched past brand exhibition, and had always wished she could attend one in person. Attending this exhibition isn't just going to be a dream come true, but also an opportunity for her to grow in the fashion world. "Of course, I'd love to go, this is a dream come true for me" Emily replied with so much enthusiasm and excitement. "Okay, I never knew you had interest in fashion" Brian replied. "I could give anything to be at exhibition, I've always wanted a brand a brand like hers,

"Maybe I can start working here as soon as I can. You know, joining the family business." I paused what I was doing and looked at her. "I'd like it if you went to university though." She pouted. "Won't it be better if I start working right away?" "That sounds cool but I want you to have a better future." "Says the woman who married a billionaire." I rolled my eyes. "That's not the point. You saw how hard things were before this marriage so, I don't want you to get lazy just because we've become privileged."

She put her hand on her ear and whispered the information she gathered about the five men so far. When Ryan heard the information, her eyes widened in shock. “IS THAT TRUE?!” Ryan shouted, sitting on four legs. If she has a tail, it’ll probably wag in excitement. “I heard that they are rich. But not to that point!” “Believe me, my friend, my heart of capitalism beat so hard when I learned that my possible brothers-in-law are billionaires. I dreamed of bathing in a bathtub full of dollars.” The two crazy women looked at each other and laughed so hard.

"Do you know what this means? I am going to be a billionaire! Oh, I'm going to expand my business all the way from Labrador to New York, to San Jose, San Francisco, Los Angeles—you name it, everywhere. I would be widely known. I am going to make a name for myself, Brookes. You have no idea how happy I am. I have become a billionaire overnight." "It is not overnight," Brookes said. "I mean, you have been working on this for years, although you were not so passionate about it until after we came back from your late Grandpa's funeral. This is the result of your hard work. The natural resource sector is the best place indeed for us to put our money." Kyle smiled and sat on the bed, "I am so happ

Chloe asked with a confused face, while Mia frowned as well. "You know him?" Mia asked back, and Chloe rolled her eyes at her innocent question. She surely was unaware of the world. "Mia, he's 'The Alexander Ian', the Billionaire; the owner of Ian's company." Chloe explained, and Mia had her mouth hung open. Was he that famous?, she thought. "Why didn't you tell me before? What if the media comes to know about this contract? What about me? This orphanage? Everything will be exposed, she panicked and Chloe gave her a helpless look".

“But stop trying to change the subject. This is about us. I want you to answer me with a straight face.” I rolled my eyes. “You were always hellbent on not caring about other people’s ideas.” “Oh come on. You already know I love listening to people’s ideas.” I shrugged and waved her on. “What was the question again?” “It wasn’t really a question. It was more about how you’ve become a billionaire.” I laughed, rubbing the back of my neck. “Well, it didn’t happen overnight. A lot of hard work, a lot of sleepless nights. You know how it is.”

I bellowed, raising my wine glass high. Hawk, Asher, and Delt mirrored the motion with bright smiles on their faces. “Cheers, Boss.” When I raised my eyes to the windows, they reflected my red-rimmed eyes. Ignoring it, I focused on the girl who had been pestering me for a dance. I grinded against the girl while my other hand fondled the tits of a woman who was half-drunk and fully thrilled to be near me. “Thirteenth richest man under forty,” the media said. “Youngest billionaire to legally dominate an entire metropolitan empire.”

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."