Filthy Rich Age Novels & Stories

Richardson is a twenty-five year old young billionaire who's the humble founder of Nets Company Worldwide. Being able to be on the top ten richest men I'm the whole world at such a young age was beyond everyone, but here he is, flourishing as ever, and making millions daily. He's an eligible bachelor who doesn't seem to be ready to settle down at any moment from now. All he seem to be interested in is making more money. He lost his parents at the young age of ten, but that still didn't stop his destiny from coming true in his life. I paused at that piece of information while his dark, brooding face flooded my mind. He doesn't seem like someone who's lost both his parents. Wait, do people eve

“But he’s one of the youngest multi-billionaires in the country. He owns Grand Finance.” I nearly dropped my bag. “Really?” “He became famous because he’s young, handsome and insanely smart. Plus, he lives young and free. People love him for that.” Young, handsome, intelligent, Living young and free… “What do you mean young? How old is he?” Lyndon didn’t even blink. “Twenty-four.” I choked. Twenty-four?! I’m twenty-five, working nonstop to survive, and he’s out here running a whole empire? How the hell he could do that?

"What's your definition of filthy rich guy?" "A cool sum of millions in his bank account. The one who runs his own business company with competent, loyal and smart employees," she tried to answer as straight as she could. "I'm afraid you'll end up being an old maid." Instead of countering his comment, Elaine chose to ask him questions. "Have you ever experienced being treated like shit and being looked down on because of your financial status? Did someone ever slap you on the wrist as if you never did something good your whole life?"

You can say I'm stinking rich and I have a bad temper . A handsome dude everyone falls for . I can take rasp decision and no one dare say anything about it . 25years of age, and my parents are there... I don't leave with them, I mean what will I do with them when I'm rich enough to take care of myself.. I can even feed the whole Philippines and my money will not shake. People say I'm a sport brat but t I don't care, I was born rich .... My word is law .. and I think I'm a flirt ..

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.

He shrugged again. I widened my eyes in realization, "no way, you are a singer?" "Well, a rapper, ten million followers on social media but you know, no big deal." He chuckled. "What the fuck? Oh my gosh, what about Five and Jay, those guys some celebrities too?" I had just met two famous people and I hadn't even realized it. "Nah, Five's Anthony's brother, you won't hear much from him, barely speaks. Jay on the other hand, he's a model but he keeps it low key. That bastard is top ten most paid models in the world right now." He told me.

I slump myself at the edge of the bed and rubbed the towel to my wet hair. "You don't have riches, but you have a bad temper," he chuckled more. I cleared my throat, pissed of how he mocks me now that I am no longer the powerful Farrah Evans seven years ago. I don't want to agree with the usual statements of rich people, but I guess, it's true.

“Okay, since you also look weary, let me rush you home then.” “It will be appreciated.” And so, Tony accelerated. Anita’s mind wandered off and she came to start thinking of what happened back at the garage and the information she had received. There was one thing she noticed that was peculiar. How rich was Mr. Ronald? He looked young and at most Anita estimated his age to be twenty-six years old. A mysterious person, twenty-six-years-old, owning many top businesses around the world must have some deep roots and their family has to be made of rich people since the ancient times.

He thought about Samuel and his hubris before the former had left his office. ‘Being filthy rich does mean you can do whatever the hell you like.’ Well then, Javier would show him what it meant to be truly filthy-f*cking-rich and how doing whatever the hell one liked actually looked like!

he said with a little smile. She lightly scoffed. “Thanks, but I’m thirty-six. I’m not an old geezer, but most men want the new, hottest . . . and youngest thing. Then again, it doesn’t really matter. I’m done. I don’t want another guy with money because — well, look at where I’m at now; rich guys are always looking to upgrade. And I don’t want a young man who’s a bum who expects me to pay for everything.” “I seriously doubt that you would entertain a bum,” he said with a small smile. “And not all rich guys are pigs.”