Famous Trillionaires Novels & Stories

Or is it really me they cared about? My eyes moved to the man standing beside me in the picture. Who is that man really? I clicked on the article, my eyes scanning the text. It says that Kalel, a reclusive trillionaire, had finally come out of hiding, and that his fiancée, a woman of unknown origins, was a rising star in the social scene. What the actual fuck? He’s a trillionaire? I mean, it was already obvious that he’s rich, but I wasn't expecting him to be richer than I am.

He climbed down from the chair by the window and quickly returned to his room to open his computer. His chubby little hands swiftly typed in some keywords on the keyboard. Due to limited information, he worried it would take a while to find the face he wanted to see. However, reality proved him wrong. After entering "Halsey" and "wealthy person," the first result that popped up on the page was the handsome man he had just seen. Wythe paused for a second, then earnestly began to read the man's biography. Lambert, male, 30 years old, unmarried, CEO of Universal International Group, ranked in the top three on the world's rich list, with a personal wealth of up to $60 billion...

The Armani family were more popular than other billionaires because they were the first and only family in the entire city to be so close in making their first trillion. So if Chris wanted to beat them, he needed to become a trillionaire. He sighed. Death was easier.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

She asked herself and Travis’s gaze darted to her. “Alison, they are also billionaires and the organizers are in need of fund to promote whatever course they're interested in, so they don't mind having anybody on board.” He explained with a small smile. “Raquel's dad has so much money, the elite men too, and your ex-husband they are all billionaires and that's what really matters.” Alison's expression turned guarded as she looked around, trying to ensure that she was not being watched. “Doesn't it bother the organizers that the whole money is from illegal dealings?”

And I danced my way out of the hallway. Konrad Russell, I still remembered when he looked at me like he could devour me in that instant. I felt heat wash up on me and I squeezed my legs together. "Camila Russell, wife of billionaire Konrad Russell." I gave myself the title before giggling like a high school teenager who just got her crush to like her. I was excited. And I had a lot of people to pay back. I put back my headphones and went to work, Kevin sent me the details. Full name, phone number and even address, I got to the Internet fast and Konrad was worth over a billion. I was tripping myself.

Mia flopped next to me and Ethan stood in the doorway with his arms crossed. “So Rafael Moretti,” Mia started, poking my side. I groaned. I thought I had escaped this for now. “I googled him,” Ethan added. “Dude’s net worth has like ten zeros.” “Why does everyone talk about money anytime his name comes up?” “Fine. We won’t talk about money. You show up on articles, holding the hand of a billionaire and you think we’ll let it slide?” “I was going to tell you guys in person. Like normal people.”

“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.

MAD “Oh, wow.” That was Tara’s first reaction after riffling through pages of our comprehensive prenuptial agreements. “I’m not protecting my assets from you. I’m protecting yours.” Because I knew the truth. Billionaires and trillionaires didn’t give the exact amount of their wealth to the public, especially families that came from old money like the founders of international banking dynasties and the royal families that made Elon and Jeff look poor. She rolled her eyes. While her arms were folded on her desk, she was just looking at the two sets of our prenups.

"About your business funding. There's a source alleging Bennett Interiors was built on undisclosed money from your ex-husband, and that you've misrepresented your client contracts as a result. I wanted to give you the chance to respond before we go to print." I set Elias down in his playpen, my hands not quite steady, and asked her to send me what she had. The email came through two minutes later. A draft, not published yet, quoting an anonymous "source close to the Knight family" who described me as a woman who'd "engineered a public divorce for financial gain" and "quietly accepted seven figures from the man she claims wronged her." There were numbers in it that were wrong, dates that were