Hidden Rich Man Novels & Stories

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

She doesn't want to buy anymore because Zeus carries too many designer bags, and she's also embarrassed because Zeus pays for all of them. "Zeus, my foot hurts," she complained with a frown. "I don't want to walk anymore. Let's go home. " Zeus smiled at her. "One last store." His snout grew longer. "Fine." She frowned as they entered a jewelry shop. What he knows is that the owner of the store is a Filipino American. His name is Clark Calvin Seville. He found out about it because the young man was featured in a famous magazine. He was a billionaire at the age of 25. No girlfriend and only flings.

But as my eyes looked into the room my heart stopped altogether in the middle of my chest. Sitting behind the desk was none other than my husband. His eyes bore into mine, a stoic and passive expression etched on his face. “Mr. Scott, the ladies from Walvern Media are here,” Jennifer announced. Miles Scott. Oh, my God. How had I been so dumb? How could I have not put the pieces together all this time? They had been in front of me the entire time. My husband, whom I had just met yesterday, was the richest man in America and the 8th richest in the world.

I chose to listen quietly, not making my presence known immediately. " Of course. I'm now the richest man in the club. What belongs to my fiancé is mine now," he laughed. I cringed. Did he want money from me? I thought back to CC's words. I was hoping she was wrong. David was a Kofflin and one of the richest in the city, as far as I knew. " You always pick them right. Love Chasia is an heiress to a billion-dollar empire," another tall man added. He was one of David's good friends, Charlie. He owned a shipping company.

Hayden stopped the car in front of huge gates; one of the guards who were standing there approached us. "Mr. Bennett," he greeted. The guy waved to the other, and he opened the gates. I looked at Hayden, what kind of person was he really? "What the hell are you?" I asked him. Hayden smiled but didn't look at me. "I'm a human who has a very rich father," he told me. I took out my phone and googled his last name; a bunch of results came up: "Oil magnate Alexander Bennett acquires major company, becoming one of the wealthiest men in the world."

"You don't need to threatened Mrs. Woods, something stupid offer like that is ridiculous. She doesn't need your pitiful investment!" Under the surprise gazed of everyone except for Jate who was lazily laying on the sofa winking on his wifey. A group of old rich mens and womens trudged into the office. The man who had spoken earlier was the billionaire, and the richest man in the city Mr. Zayn Julhs 'a friend of Jate'. Following behind him were several middle aged men and women, each of them dressed smartly in an expensive clothing. There was no doubt that they were old millionaires and big shots in the city. Nobody can provoke them.

She questioned, her eyes widened in astonishment. "Yeah, he said something along that line. What's the fuss all about?" I asked, incurious about the whole thing. I didn't just get it; what was special about him? "You don't know him, do you? Of course, you don't. If you did, you wouldn't be trashing his name now. Ally, he's like the second richest man in the world, or possibly the first." I couldn't believe what Hailey said. I knew he was rich, but I didn't know he was that rich. He could buy my whole generation, starting from my useless uncles and deadbeat cousins scattered all across the globe.

They drove in the compound and there were six cars parked on the side, each of them looked pretty expensive. " Close your mouth," Lilian said while chuckling. " I can't, this is beautiful, I never knew your brother was this rich." Regina replied while staring at the mansion. As they got down from the car, the butler came in to carry her bags from the trunk of the car. " Those are mine, I'll carry them myself," Regina insisted but the butler carried the bags. " Please let me do my job," the butler said as he collected the bags from her.

I drove to the petrol pump to fill in when I heard two men talking in front of me. "I used to work at the Richards showroom. I am aware where he keeps his black money", one man said. "tell me where it is", the other man said. "You are asking me because you intend to steal it right? Richards may seem a rich man according to his bank account but the reason that he never really faced any loss is because of the extreme money that he keeps openly but secretive in the showroom", The man said.

The other's start to fire business names at each other, all of them getting rejected before Tyler looks speaks, "What about Kingston's Ltd?" I choke on my water as I hysterically hit my chest to calm down. My eyes scan their appearances before looking back at Tyler, "No way!". At this point I was rejecting his idea but they all seemed to have misunderstood this as enthusiasm. "Oh my God, it's perfect. Wasn't the owner declared the richest person in the world like last year?" Lena screeches near my ear.