Filthy Rich Age Novels & Stories

People in this age group were only concerned about the present and not the future. That was also the reason why some people would be willing to sell a kidney for tens of thousands of dollars or just for a mere cell phone. They would also be willing to sacrifice their own health or take risks just for a small profit. The age of twenty to thirty to the age of fifty and sixty would be the stage when the foundation of life would truly be laid for the vast majority of people. This was especially so for those top tycoons where these precious twenty or thirty years would be the most prosperous time of their lives.

She’d been willing to learn so the process became so easy. The man before her was a fifty year old man. At that age, he had acquired so much wealth across the years. If there was a look for a wealthy billionaire, he definitely didn’t look the part. Monty was looking dapper in his grey shorts paired with a navy blue shirt. He complimented this look with his black flip flops. He always looked like he fell from a beach to another rather than an office.

'Mr. Manik Edward Johnson is awarded as the most successful youngest CEO of the century. He's also declared as the world's richest man with a net worth of over 500 billion dollars. He has achieved all this at the age of 29 and he is still successful in hiding his identity from the world. The whole world is going crazy to have a single glance of him but he's not ready to reveal his identity. We got to know from our sources that he didn't reveal his identity to his workers either. Only a few of them are aware of him but he's quite strict with them too about this matter.

she paced up and down the living room. Perry held his amusement after listening to the whole story. “He’s a single 44-year-old billionaire, good looking … very … I might add … and single … have I mentioned that already? Even if he’s not a billionaire it would be weird for someone like him to be single … I’m sure his strangeness had a lot to do with that,” her judgemental hat was talking.

She’d been getting this habit of organizing a pity party for her. Okay, she was through saying that he was utterly gorgeous, a lot more handsome than the real princes she saw on movies and on TV. Now, let’s go to his other attributes which made him more attractive to some women: Ambert was uber-rich, a young billionaire, his family being one of the richest in the country. They owned A & D Group, one of the biggest conglomerates here in the Philippines. A being his father Alfred and D for his mother, Divine. Alfred was already eighty-six years old, he married late at fifty two because he was busy making all his enterprises successful. Alfred was sixteen years older than Divine. They had three

"Everything I did... I did all that for the good of the company. I thought you would be proud of me. We just landed the opportunity to meet with THE Zachary Vanderbilt! What are you angry at ne for?" Snap! Oh God. He just snapped the pen in his hands. His hands were clenched so tight, his knuckles turned white. "Maddison." He said. "Y... Yes sir?" "Who is the richest man in new york city?" "Uh... Carmen Deuce... Sir." "How old is he, Maddie?" "Uhm... He's seventy two?" "Who is the second richest?" "Zachary Vanderbilt..." I answered, unsure where he was going with this.

"So?" "So he doesn't qualify to be called a Sugar Daddy!" "If he's giving you money, he's a Sugar Daddy! Doesn't matter how old he is," Emily schooled her a little on the world of escorting. "And something's fishy here, Nat. Twenty-eight is too young to be a billionaire, don't you think?" "I've never really thought about it, but I suppose he comes from old money," Natalie said. "Besides, if a nine-year-old can be a professor, why can't a grown-ass man be a billionaire? Anyway, why are we even discussing him?"

Just the thought of him makes my heart hurt. "I've worked for his family for over 6 years now." "Wow you actually lasted for 6 years?" I asks genuinely surprised that people actually stick around. "Do you actually know who he is ma-Izzy?" he asks as if I'm supposed to know who he is. "I- no am I supposed to?" "well his not just anybody he is one of the richest people in the world and according to the tabloids the hottest bachelor party in around." "He may be hot but his personality sure isn't he is so full of himself." I scroff so very full of himself.

Third person’s pov In the middle of New York City there’s an empire state building known as “THE EL”. It was established six years ago, it became the most well known and richest company in the world. At the highest floor of the building there’s a person standing inside of it with a pair of brown orbs looking at the whole city. He’s the well known business tycoon who owned the building. Raphael Bamford a multi billionaire and bachelor, famous in his abilities and achievements in business world. Also known for being cruel and arrogant.

To the far left on the stage was Adam Richmond, a fifty-five-year-old billionaire with two married daughters, indulging in an unseemly dance with a stripper. “Shameless,” I muttered under my breath. Richmond’s behavior was disgraceful, his actions more befitting a man half his age. “Not this one,” I decided. He’d be too easy, and I wasn’t looking for an easy mark. I needed someone more... elusive.