Romans & histoires Getting 10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

he said “Continue your shopping spree. I would even thank you for being too lavish.” He said and let out a chuckle. Did I just hear him right? He's not angry. He even looked please to what I did. Is he really that rich for him to see two billion as a penny? With two billion, I can already pay my rent for several centuries. “Let's see if your spending can surpass my ability to earn money. I earn almost a hundred billion a day, can you also spend a hundred billion for today?” I almost gasp to what he said

Jahil caught the tablet reflexively. "Read it, Mr. Emir," Chloe said arrogantly, her index finger decorated with a sapphire ring pointing at the tablet. "It was a mutation of the accounts of Obsidian Sand's entire fortune at the five Swiss central banks. Ten minutes ago, I, the Queen of the Vanguard Corporation... had disbursed nine hundred billion dollars in liquid funds." Jahil frowned, trying to cover his unsteadiness. "Nonsense. You have the money, so what? Your distribution routes remain frozen."

ALEXANDER'S POV I scroll through social media as everyone take their respective seats. Right now, I seem to be the only one less bothered about interacting or making all possible means to win. I know I will. There are no two ways about it. I always get what I put my mind into. I planned while they slept, now I'm going to win while they plan. The auctioneer says one or two things before going straight to the business of the day. "We'll start at 10 million." He announced.

he said, shaking his head with a grin. Ethan glanced at the skyline. “No,” he said quietly. “It’s a reminder of how far we’ve come.” Clifford nodded, his playful tone momentarily giving way to something more thoughtful. “Yeah, it is.” Their banter soon turned to business, as they worked through the day’s agenda. They discussed upcoming client meetings, reviewed market trends, and brainstormed strategies to capitalize on emerging opportunities. Ethan’s analytical mind thrived on the complexity of financial models, while Clifford injected the conversations with bold ideas and sharp intuition.

I kept my head tilted in innocent curiosity, hoping my calm front would hold. “Did the call go well?” I asked. The question opened him up instantly. His stern features shifted into something brighter. “Well?” He gave a short laugh, shaking his head. “Sabrina, it was more than well. That was the call I’ve been waiting on for months.” He stepped toward me, his hand brushing briefly along my arm. “It’s a ten-billion-dollar deal. Ten billion. Do you know what that means for my company?” I widened my eyes in what I hoped looked like genuine awe. “That’s incredible. I don’t even know how to picture that much money.”

"Next time, I'm setting my notification to one that says ten trillion dollars so that everyone can have a laugh, too." Lydia also jumped on Cassian. "Why would I dump you if you had 100 million dollars? I'm not looking down on you on purpose, but considering your capabilities, you wouldn't even be able to earn 100 million dollars in your lifetime." Cassian was pretty baffled himself. He didn't set his phone notification to that, so what was going on? He pulled up his PayPal app and glanced at his account balance, only to find a long string of numbers listed. His heart thumped wildly as he counted the zeroes and confirmed it was indeed 100 million dollars.

I whispered my 'thank you' and he blushed and looked away. I caught Lideon staring at Eli until the latter went out. He just turned his gaze to me again when he noticed me looking at him. He shifted on his seat and sip on his coffee before looking at me formally again. "It's ten million, Miss Villareal." Baffled and horrified aren't enough words to describe what I felt hearing those words. How did it get that big? Oh god! Even though I heard that yesterday, it seems to have completely sunk into me just now. Ten million?! Where am I going to get such a large amount to pay?!

“I’m sorry, Miss but it’s the policy of the bank that you must have at least paid half of your previous debts before acquiring a new loan.” “Debts? What debts?” Minerva became even more perplexed. The accountant showed her what she meant. She forgot that she was pregnant, she even forgot to breathe. The amount of their debts—Derrick’s debts—were almost twice the value of a Ferrari. Two million dollars is too much money to gamble in a lifetime for an ordinary citizen like her. ‘Where the hell had Derrick been gambling?’ That was the very first question her mind asked. She couldn’t discern whether she’ll be angry, embarrassed, sorrowful, or hopeless. Probably all of those, and every negative e

The Callahans’ house. Thea did not expect James to really transfer 10 billion dollars to her. It was not a hundred or two hundred million, nor a million or two million, but it was ten billion that he had transferred. It was a huge sum for anyone. An ordinary person would not make so much money even if they worked their whole lives. Even the Callahans who had worked hard for decades only had a few hundred million dollars in total assets. Even when the Callahans were at their prime, the cash they could take out was only one or two billion dollars.