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Placing the coffee on the table and passed me the Ipad, which I immediately swiped open. I could see the golden grin formed on the corner of his lips as I checked in with the news. TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD, BILLIONAIRE/ BUSINESS TYCOON. ZANE CREED HAS BEATEN THE LIKES OF NATASHA TAYLOR, RICHARD MOFURE, MOHAMMED KUMAR, AND OTHERS TO BECOME THE NO. 1 BUSINESS TYCOON IN THE WORLD WITH NETWORTH US$200.5 BILLION. ZANE IS KNOWN AS THE FOUNDER OF AINSOFT AND WHITE ORIGIN ( THE WORLD'S LARGEST GAME COMPANY). Click here for more info...

“Well your father was in a great debt and he came to me for help, he sold half of this company to me. For the past nine years, he has been paying me annually. I haven’t received any payment for two years now and I don’t play with my money.” What the actual fuck? For nine years? Why and how could he do that without letting me know? What nonsense is this? “How much have you been receiving?” It’s a question I have to ask. “I have been receiving fifty billion dollars.” “WHAT?! You are just a fucking bloody bastard.” “Don’t call me names. I didn’t ask him to come to me. I was helping a friend out. That’s all.” “You call that help? Fifty billion dollars fucking annually, HELP!”

“He’s still insanely wealthy probably a billionaire. Nobody gets to the level of yacht-rich without exploiting people.” Andre smiled. “You really don’t know who he is.” XXX

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

“Leigh cried so easily, not exactly like the PA.” I dragged my hand from the couch down my face. This was incredibly bad. Worse than I had even imagined. Logan Hunt, the only billionaire brain who had closed deals worth the size of the entire market, the only man that dominates the boardrooms like he owned it immediately he steps his foot there. It was surprising how he could spend the whole day talking to a framed photo and forgetting to eat or even put on socks. Just yesterday, I caught him lost in thought staring at a wall in the elevator. When I stood by his side, tried to drag him out, he said, “I thought maybe she was kind enough to have left a message here.”

I trailed off, hoping I sounded breathless and besotted instead of utterly terrified. Kevin’s eyes were as wide as saucers. He slowly sank into the chair behind his desk, still staring at me. “You’re telling me,” he said slowly, “that you, Emily Carter, went in for an interview with the most reclusive billionaire on the planet… and seduced him?” I winced. “I wouldn’t say seduced—” “You are even calling him by his first name, Emily. Didn’t you notice?” He pointed out, making me shut my mouth. “Same thing with that other billionaire.”

Robin’s irritation came through her sharp tone. “Robin, I’m sorry for not realizing this sooner so I could have saved us both the pain and heartache.” “Whatever.” “Have a good life.” “You can bet I will. You’re not the only billionaire I know. I’ll find someone who is better than you.” She hung up. Billionaire? Brooke sucked in a fast breath. Justin had mentioned he was rich, but… a billionaire? Her first instinct was to get angry and hateful. Once again, she discovered another secret that he withheld. What else had he lied about?

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

Handsome, fair-skinned, and seemingly wealthy. He read the contents of what he was reading.” “I was just going to have lunch with my partner, but I got a big scoop. Only now did I see that the very handsome widowed businessman, Mr. Charles Hudson, has a date again. The girl looks familiar and seems to be trending nowadays. Isn’t she the rumored mistress of a billionaire? Guess who! I won’t say!” Damn! Damn! Damn!

"Are you serious right now? Are you trying to embarrass me?" I blinked, confused. "What do you mean? I like these." "Catherine, I'm a billionaire," he said, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "There are news hunters and paparazzi hidden in every corner of these shops. Tomorrow, I’ll be in the headlines for being a cheapskate who spent a hundred bucks on the girl he took shopping. That isn't good for my reputation, and it sure as hell isn't what I meant by 'shopping'."