Hidden Rich Man Novels & Stories

"We need to find him." The bulky man informed his companions. He touched the mask, then stared at his companions. He walked towards the gate when he saw that one of his men was secretly opening the gate. A smirk plastered on his lips, but no one could say how he smirked. "Don't kill him. The boss wanted him alive and kicking; he wanted to torture him." He added. His companions quickly entered the big houses of the Thompson family. No one could hear their steps, for they're all trained to do everything silently.

"Why are you in this small-time bar, singing your amazing songs here and not on a big ass stage, making millions?" "I don't need the money," Addie said, Donna knew that was all she'd get on the subject. Donna stared at the woman sitting next to her. "You have a way of looking at a person that makes them feel like they're being dissected," Addie said she was smiling but Donna knew it was hiding how uncomfortable Addie felt. "Blake tells me that all the time." "Girlfriend?" Addie asked. "Oh, gods no, she's one of my friends," Donna said with a wave of her hand.

I’m still the only child of my parents, I’m not ready to die yet. When they confirmed that everywhere was okay, we were asked to go down the stairs one at a time and I let Heather get down first before me. When I got down to the basement, I saw the reason why General Harold and the guys were stunned by what they saw. Judging by the things down here, it is safe to say that Richard was the richest man in this country when he was alive, I mean even after death. There are floor-to-ceiling shelves all around this basement and it’s all pulled up with gold and precious stones, making the basement glitter.

“Rachel.” “And this must be Stella.” Rachel turned her gaze to Stella, her expression calculating. “You look stunning.” “Thank you,” Stella replied, though I noticed her grip tighten on her clutch. Rachel’s smile sharpened. “It’s a shame, though. All this effort for a man who doesn’t love you.” Stella’s face paled, and before I could react, Rachel leaned closer to her, dropping her voice just enough for me to catch. “Did Jack ever tell you about his real priorities?” Rachel whispered, her tone mocking. “Or are you just another pawn in his game?”

His parents lived in Africa after their retirement and he is the devoted son who took care of all that belonged to them. "What would you like to have?" Chris asked but they declined. "Is that Mi amore wine?" Isabella said rushing to it, it was placed gently on the table. "Is this the last one?" She turned to face Chris. "The first and second were sold, I heard the last one was secretly bought by a billionaire... Was that you?" Isabella gasped with her hand pointed at Chris. Both Chris and David stood still staring at her

"But what meetings does he attend here? Thought the wine press at my town was destroyed. Does he have a company here?" Sara nodded. "He does." Bethany wondered how rich he was cause he isn't being recognized by the media and no one talks about him. Infact, he is just like an ordinary man who had nothing whereas he owns big industries. "He is a silent billionaire I see." Sara lifted the corners of her lips into a smile, "Yes you are right. A billionaire who hates to be recognized so he makes sure to keep hidden what he does secret, leaving the world to wonder who does it."

“If everything checks out, I’ll discharge you, but only if you sign a commitment form, assuming all risks. I’ll also send professionals to your house every day to ensure you’re following the guidelines.” Benjamim was satisfied with the response. Afterward, he returned to the room, and, while undergoing all the tests, he noticed Fred’s curious gaze on him. “What your mother said—is it true?” he asked in a low voice. “Are you going bankrupt?” “Have you ever seen a billionaire go bankrupt?” he asked seriously, though with a smile on his face. “The company my father founded is at risk of losing a lot of money, but Carlota is great at playing with words. She only said that to scare me. She knows

They ordered both drinks, and they continued talking until the early hours of the morning. He knew that their time together was fleeting and that the realities of the city would soon pull them apart. But for that one night, they shared a bond that transcended the chaos of urban life. He knew it was one of the people he recently went on a tour with and met in the secret room. It seems it was time for him to explore his wealth. The strange dreams and people he met spoke volumes about it… He signs and thinks about how he can secretly access his wealth. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed

printed on it caught her attention. She opened the folder, and her eyes flew wide open when she saw the address. She was in much more shock than when she saw the missing money from her card. “Kingsland Manor residential area? And it’s one of the main mansions?” “Yup. I bought it.” Ruth silently held the folder with a myriad of emotions raging in her heart. “I struck jackpot, and it’s the sort of jackpot I wouldn’t have dared to dream of.” She had nabbed the main mansion from the richest man in Sommerset! It cost one billion dollars, but she got it for five hundred million! Her name was now written on it! She was the owner!