Homeless Artist Becomes Millionaire นิยาย & เรื่องราว

You there? [I've been waiting a while, is everything okay?] [If you don't come soon, I'm leaving.] [Just so you know, the payment is non-refundable.] I blinked. My brain melted. And then, a curse slipped out. "Holy shit…" My breath hitched. "I hired a gigolo and ended up with a billionaire!" I looked at the messages, then at the video of me and Christian, then back at the messages again. Reality slammed into me like a speeding train.

"You're really useless. Do you watch TikTok a lot? Do you believe that nonsense?" "There are indeed many rich people who live simply like that in Hua Du Province," said Hao Jianbin with a cynical smile. "Then..." He looked at Fernando. "But they are rich from renting out property. As for you? You're just a courier. How dare you compare yourself to them." He shook his head dismissively. "Have you ever seen anyone get rich by working as a courier?" "I have!" Joyce finally couldn't hold back. "Fernando has more money than you think!"

“And who gets to keep the money? Assholes like you who make women drop their iced lattes in the dead of night?” “I’ll consider it.” A lie. “You’ll never need to work a day in your life again.” “The auction connects beautiful women like you to men with money. Men with lots of money. The majority of my patrons are millionaires.” I stopped wasting my time with millionaires two years ago when one rudely walked out of my apartment the next morning and never said goodbye. Everything that came out Carter Trescott’s mouth was curated to get him laid. And it worked. “I’ll think about it.”

I said the moment she answered. “I wish I was joking but the painting is being bubble wrapped as we speak. The money is in my account. I can’t stop staring at my balance.” “I can’t believe this,” I stopped walking. “Me too. I know I’m talented but ten million is insane. Tate and I can retire with a third of this money,” she gushed. “We are millionaires.” she screamed. “Nina, this doesn’t make sense,” I decided to walk again. “We are rich, Jam. I think your girlfriend’s beauty brought all this. You should marry that girl. She brings fortune. Ten mill, baby.”

902 word(s) Published 127 🎁🎁🎁JASAMINA🎁🎁🎁 As I stared with teary eyes at the three people kneeling in front of me, all I can see was myself when I was roaming the streets begging for money, begging for food, begging for shelter. I saw five years ago Jasamina who was struggling to survive. To live. With her little boy wrapped hidden under her breast, her body bruised, roaming the streets of New York city, sleeping in an uncompleted building.

Mildred nodded, "Yes, earlier your uncle wanted to invest in the Flower Bay Project, and I gave him all the cash I had. Now, I only have about a hundred thousand in pocket money." Justin was taken aback. He didn't know that. "Well, Grandaunt... Could you lend me that sum first? I'll give you an IOU," Justin asked. It may only be a hundred thousand, but what if he had good luck and managed to turn things around? In the casino, many people lose their entire fortunes overnight, but there are still those who become overnight millionaires. Just last night, he witnessed someone winning several million in just one night. While ordinary people toil for a lifetime without earning that much, some indi

The moment I had been preparing myself for was getting closer. “This is a gorgeous Daydreamer painting.” Murmurs and gasps filled the air because I had never auctioned my paintings before at a charity gala. “We’re going to start with one million dollars,” she announced. I watched as people bid on my painting, and soon, it was sold for three million dollars. Pride filled me because even after living in success for years, it all felt surreal sometimes. I couldn’t believe that the girl who had never been loved by her family and cast aside made it this big.

I said going to my room. "Listen wear that dress which I gifted you" Oliva yelled from behind. " Yes yes" I said and opened my closet looking the dress which she gifted for graduation party with small note "Thanks for being with me ". I smiled on the way she is showing her gratitude. I still remember the day when I found her on street completely unconscious state and street dog licking her face.I was coming back to my home from university when I saw her surrounded by street dogs.I took her to the hospital where I found she was abused and bruises on her body telling a whole story. Doctor asked me about her but I didn't know anything about her so I told them I found her on street. After couple

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

But the money presented to him was too much to override, and coupled with the fact that his life was threatened by Robert Jimmy, a mul-time Billionaire that everyone knows Not just that, they were partnets in crime before being deported from Canada and everything he owns were raised from Roberts illegal deals when they were in Canada so He had to do it. Here he was sitting with the man that he just betrayed the holy book says that friendship was meant to be a strong bond, stronger than that of a brother, a bound guided by trust but yet he just succeeded in shattering it, he felt a deep sense of guilt inside and he knew he could not hold it for long.