Hidden Tycoon Novels & Stories

After watching for a moment, Harvey York casually donated a few rockets that then showed up on screen. Hazel Malone noticed the rockets and showed a warm smile. “Thank you for the rockets, Mr. Tycoon! “If you guys don’t know, Mr. Tycoon is the top Bro on the leaderboards! He doesn’t go online much, but he gives a lot of stuff every time he does! “I love you, Mr. Tycoon!” Hazel dragged Yvonne Xavier over, who still seemed extremely awkward, to greet Mr. Tycoon.

Beth said, while catching her own breath. "Really?" she asked, shocked since she couldn't believe Mr. Mojica, the well-known billionaire and CEO of the Mojica group of companies, as well as the owner of Mojica de Eliseo Hotels around the world, wanted to speak with her. "Yes, now go. Mr. Mojica is waiting for you. By the way, I have to go. I still have someone to talk to. Bye" Beth left immediately. Freya shook Mr. Mojica's hand as soon as she arrived at the table where Mr. Mojica was seated.

Out of generosity and the kindness of my mechanical heart, I'll give them a painless death and a befitting burial. I held my stomach and began laughing out loud, I couldn't wait to see the expression on her face when she realised I was just using her, I was sure that it was going to be thrilling, like eating popcorn while watching a Marvel movie. I flew out of my apartment and headed to the hideout. Even though we were an underground organisation our hideout was not hidden, our hideout was the humongous building complex of Dr H. This building had been our hideout for decades and no one had ever suspected that it was the hideout of an illegal underground organisation. The reason was that Dr.

"From the information I've gathered, she has already returned to Hultic. The ten billion in Herbert's possession came from Hultic, right? I believe this woman is definitely related to the guarantor behind the scenes. "We already know what this woman looks like, so it should be easy enough to look into her." Yuna glanced through Jade's information while listening to him. "Yeah, that sounds good," she said, then picked up the second set of documents. Jeremiah pointed at it and said, "This is the Mr. Smith you mentioned, a mysterious tycoon from Hultic. His information seems to be kept secret, so we only know his full name is Jacob Smith. "I haven't found out how he got to know Herbert, though.

"Noah? As in your Noah? As in put my dick in every female Noah?" "That Noah, yes", I rolled my eyes. She loved to be dramatic and petty. "He lied to me about his name. He's-" "A business man like Mike, wealthy and quite known", Emma, the secret FBI-agent, read out loud. "Are you sure you don't have a type?" "I'm drawn to confident man", I shrugged. "With hella money. Make sure to make his death look like an accident." "Emma!", I hissed. She laughed. "No but seriously, you better mention me in your will or I will haunt your children!"

More reason a few days under the sun would do us some good. “Yes…it's my airline after all,” He said after a few seconds had passed, “It has to look top-notch,” His airline? I turned to look at the man, obviously surprised by the revelation. “You own an airline?” “I own a lot of things, Amelia, hence the title ‘Tycoon’” he deadpanned like it was common knowledge, yet I could see that pride in his eyes. He was obviously boasting. “All but humility,” i commented with a grin. He turned to look at me the corners of his lips twitching.

He was very handsome, in that cold, untouchable way—like one of those fancy statues in museums. “Lennox Hart,” she said. “CEO of Hart Enterprises. Thirty years old. Billionaire. Tech genius. Widower. Has a daughter.” I looked at the screen. “Let me guess—he's selling state secrets? Laundering money? Has a hidden bunker filled with stolen artwork?” “Worse,” Shadowbird said with a straight face. “He’s building high-tech weapons and selling them to whoever pays the most—foreign governments, terrorist groups, anyone.” I gave a low whistle. “That’s a big claim for a guy who’s basically America's most eligible bachelor.”

“Not at all. But… there is a catch.” “A catch?” “Yes. You see, I have another secret I need to share with you.” His sparkling eyes let her know that she wasn’t going to get mad at him this time. “Besides hiding your identity from me, and the fact that you’re a billionaire, what other secret could you possibly have?” “Well, you see, before my father died, I was investing money in a housing project. After I took over my father’s company, I was able to purchase this particular housing project. I’ll be building houses all over the United States.”

Ty asked out of the blue. “Of course who hasn’t ! That’s a luxury chain of hotels, restaurants, casinos, commercial hot spots and not to forget the main sponsor of Dad Valen and Dad Zarek’s favourite tournament- The Death Wheels !” I stated everything in one breath like a die hard fan. I am actually more than a die hard fan. I am like absolutely crazy about them. “But why do you ask ?” “Will you believe it if I say that I own the conglomerate ?” Ty asked with a serious face.

Mikhael~ My head hurts. After all the years of hard work, I’m finally about to achieve my dream: becoming the Chief Executive Officer of Henderson Enterprise. Our business revolves around luxury real estate and property development. We're among the richest and most successful in the world. And now that I’m stepping into the role, I already have a project lined up—the Henderson Tower. It will be the city’s new landmark and a symbol of the Henderson legacy. Add to that my father’s expectations, which I always seem to fail.