Greatest Estate Developer Novel Novels & Stories

The estate didn’t appear all at once — it unveiled itself in layers: gardens, fountains, stone paths, then finally— The house. Or “house” was too humble a word. The Cross estate rose from a clearing like something carved from old wealth and even older history — vast walls of pale stone, sweeping windows, carved balconies, sprawling wings. Jayla sat frozen in the backseat, hands gripping her bag like it was a seatbelt. She wasn’t intimidated easily. She worked, she survived, she endured. But this? This was a world built on money she’d never even imagined, foundations laid with generational power.

Evander’s eye twitched sharply, “And my son is also a stingy little guy like me?” “How can you say he’s stingy?” Esther couldn’t agree with that logic. “This is about the family’s fate. The distribution of a wealthy family’s estate affects the business world. It has nothing to do with being stingy or not. In fact, successful people always hold onto this. So—”

My jaw tightened instantly. Greedy motherfuckers. This used to be Mallway Estate. The least they could have done was leave the name. My father built this estate. Did these people even have a conscience? Stealing our wealth wasn’t enough they had to erase everything about us. Then again, should I really be surprised? I shook my head. “Is there a problem?” Dexter asked from behind me. “No, sir.” “Then why did you shake your head?” Had he been watching me? “It’s nothing, sir. I was chasing a fly away.”

Still, she let the man’s farce slide past and asked, “Okay then, Mister. Do you know that guy over there?” The man followed her eyes to Ethan. “Oh-ho, interested in him? He’s just some so-called ‘rising star’ in the business world who came out of nowhere half a year ago and became pretty big. Pretty big,” the man explained. “I’ve never even heard of this punk before, but he’s young, and he’s quite nice to look at, so I guess he’s a banger for little chicks like you. I heard he bought some cheap estate that nobody wanted, and then a few days later there’s suddenly news about its development, and all of a sudden, the price went skyrocketing. He’s got a sharp eye; I’ll give ‘em that. That plot

that money didn’t save him when he was on the brink of death when his life was flashing away right at his own eyes, the most luxurious car didn’t save him, his vast lands didn’t aid him. And so, if you weigh which is more salient... money that can be earned versus a life that cannot return...only a fool would choose riches. The door of his black car was opened by his chauffeur and what welcomed him was the estate of his late Uncle. It was a Victorian-style house with three storeys and a huge garden upfront filled with roses, it was built in memory of his deceased aunt, Margaret. His long yet graceful strides were like a death clock for those who awaited inside the antique-styled estate. Upon

I added, meeting their eyes, “I’ve decided to give Emily the Grand Casino.” Father had wanted me to give her the casino for a long time. He’d said once, “Aria, Emily is our adopted daughter. We don’t want her to feel any less than you. I’ll give you the rest of the Moretti holdings when the time comes, but until then, could you give the casino to Emily? She’s been left out of the family business for so long.” Left out? She was left out because she couldn’t manage anything. And let’s not forget—Emily was never good with money. No matter how much Father or I handed her, she’d burn through it in days. What kind of business could ever thrive in her hands?

Although she had never met them, she could tell they were wealthy and well-to-do people who had a terrible attitude toward others. Rich French developer Phillipe Egerton was well-known throughout Europe. John Willis and Leonard Hofstadter, the other two, were Americans. John was youthful and attractive. Maybe a little older or about Mason's age. When the elder Willis passed away, he took over the company from his father, and he was working hard to establish his own name.

"I'm sorry but I can't do what you ask of me,we just don't give out information to strangers' ' The estate secretary said to Skyler who had a devious look on her face when she rejected her offer. She had come to her claiming that her late husband shared the estate between the two daughters Kassidy and Natasha only to get disappointed that it was only Natasha's name that's on the will and also the owner of this large estate. Not only had she been greedy and wicked to take the company away from her,she wanted the girl to go penniless and come begging to her.

When she saw what was written inside, she exclaimed, "Oh my God!" The others turned to look, and Vermont asked, "What's got you so excited, babe?" Felicity held the keys, struggling to find her words. "Wilfred and Edith gifted you an estate!" Vermont quickly took the document and flipped through several pages. "Oh my God!!!" He yelled. "It's a mansion at Graceful Green Shore in Royalburgh! The average price for villas there is over a hundred million dollars!" Stella was too stunned to speak.