Hidden Tycoon Novels & Stories

‎ ‎ ‎—no it can't be, ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎—," I tucked my falling hair strands behind, ‎ ‎ ‎"I'm not sure I know him Becky...." I swallowed. ‎ ‎"Oh, I was hoping you would know , ‎ ‎ ‎"Finn Emory, Billionaire, he plays the nasty business games and ends up buying up any company he picks interests in," ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎—he's made it public to be a major shareholder in your father's company for a while now,"

“They say he buys companies just to crush them. He owns half of Makati. He… he’s ruthless.” I had laughed then, a light, dismissive sound. “You’re watching too many telenovelas, Elena. My Gus? He’s just a simple man. A bit quiet, yes, but kind. He helps old Aling Nena carry her groceries.” Elena shook her head, her eyes wide with concern. “No, Daisy. This is real. Augustus Caesar. The trillionaire. He never loses. He always gets what he wants.” A cold wave washed over me. "He always gets what he wants." The words echoed, a chilling prophecy. What did he want from me? My simple life? My simple heart? Or was it something else? Something darker, colder?

"I know you, son. I know when you are trying to hide from the truth." Tyler felt his heart squeeze painfully. The truth he tried so hard to hide was about to be revealed. How could he admit to his mother that he didn't just use Veronica to cover up the fact that he is gay, but he also set up fake investors to trick her father into investing a large amount of money that made him go bankrupt and left him at risk of going to jail? Then he secretly made Mr. Dante sign the company over to him, with the pretense that he would take care of the debts.

"It was wrong in all manners considering you have a fiancee. You are a businessman and she is a model. Both of you are public people and that makes your business people's business. I don't want to surround myself with a scandal. I can't risk putting Samuel in the spotlight. Not with his treatment commencing." "No scandal will come of this," Nikolas promised me. I knew he meant it because this was not the first time he had done it. Killed a scandal. He probably didn't even realize that I knew. "Are you talking about your brown envelopes?" I sighed. "I know you have been paying the press and whatever tabloid you can to hush about the existence of Samuel." "How do you..." "People see Nikolas. P

Tyler chuckled, pulling open his backpack. He had filled his backpack with bags of whitish powder! My eyes almost fell out of my sockets. Was the powder what I thought it to be? But Tyler was the CEO of Zeusolutions. He couldn’t stoop that low! Kevin clapped his hands, then leant closer to Tyler to take the backpack from him. “In just a short time, you managed to get so much,” he said aloud. Not believing what I had just seen, I inched forward to get a closer look. No, my Tyler may be a horny and desperate womaniser, but in no way was he a drug dealer! The fact just burned my ‘perfect’ image of Tyler to ash.

She recalled Magnus but had no memories of how she came to know him. "You knew about Tyler's background before you lost your memories. I don't know if you've actually lost your memories or if you're simply faking it, but I don't mind explaining it to you again," Old Mister Hart continued. Vicky widened her eyes at the realization that she did not know about Tyler's actual family background as Tyler had never told her anything about it. "Does he...have another identity?" she asked hoarsely. Old Mister Hart poured two cups of tea and said, "Ever since Tyler took over Hart Corporation, he practically rules over Stoneford City and even Zendonia. You know that, right?"

While she was still pacing, her eyes darted to the television screen to see images of Jamie dressed impeccably in business suits pasted all over the screen with the headline: The truth about the self-made billionaire and secretly wealthy business tycoon, Jamie Henderson, revealed. At first, Grace couldn’t believe what she was seeing on the screen. She took a step forward and squinted her eyes to re-read the words on the tv screen but they were the same, claiming Jamie was a self-made billionaire who had been secretly building a business empire for years and had hidden it while pretending to be a CFO for a growing financial company, whereas, his many businesses were being handled by his most

Ethan glances subtly at Lucien before saying coldly, "Mr. Wood isn't the mysterious tycoon if that is what you are inferring. Leave now and stop being so intrusive!" A few days after Lucien returned, he had joined in on a bidding war hosted by Mr. Ethan. It shouldn't be forgotten that he defeated everyone to get everything he desired and for several days the news was all over Richmond and Virginia at large. It shouldn't also be forgotten that many wealthy families had wanted to find out who the mysterious tycoon was but Mr. Ethan made sure to keep his identity a secret. Lucien sending Tyler such an amount of money must have aroused his suspicion.

The words blared across the page in bold font: "Billionaire Tycoon's Shady Business Dealings Exposed." My hands trembled as I skimmed through the article, each word striking like a dagger to my heart. The exposé detailed allegations of illicit activities, shady financial transactions, and connections to organized crime. It painted a picture of Nathaniel as a ruthless businessman, willing to do anything to protect his empire. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked up at Nathaniel, my voice choked with emotion. "Is this true, Nathaniel? Have you been involved in these things?"

“Because whether you like it or not, we’re in this together. And I won’t have you making decisions that affect Lily—or me—without telling me first.” I scoffed, shaking my head. “You don’t want me involved, remember? Just a wife on paper, wasn’t that what you said?” He took a step closer, his voice dropping. “Stop twisting my words.” “I don’t need to,” I shot back, the bitterness spilling out before I could stop it. “You’ve made yourself perfectly clear, Jack. So don’t pretend to care now.” For a moment, he looked like he might argue, but then his gaze flickered to the drawer where I’d hidden the letter. “What are you hiding, Stella?”