How To Get Rich Book Novels & Stories

she packed up the papers and put them in her bag so that she can take it home to finish up then led Camila to one of the chairs so that they can sit. “Look at me, my dad lost his company to people who thought they had power over others because of their many chains of businesses but did I let it get to me? No, did I let it stop me from wanting to do what I can to make sure we get it back? No, am I going to keep pushing myself till we win back my dad’s company? Yes,” she sighed then placed her hand over Camila’s.

“How did you get this wealthy?” Alec’s lips twitched, clearly entertained by my bluntness. “Ah, Mia Bella,” he murmured, shaking his head. “Such a direct question.” “Well?” He chuckled. “I built my empire from nothing. I started small—investment firms, real estate, the tech industry. I had a vision, I made the right connections, and I refused to fail.” I blinked. “That’s it?” “That’s it,” he confirmed, sipping his wine. It sounded… too simple.

" She spoke with the authority of an army general. "What are you talking about, Aunty? I'm not interested in engaging in combat with anyone, and even if I did, I couldn't defeat him. He is shrewd, affluent, and powerful." "Yes, that is what I am saying; to beat him at his own game, you must become as wealthy, powerful, and deceitful as he is. You must stand up for your kids." "How is it possible, though? I haven't finished school, and no one will hire me without a degree. How can I become as wealthy as he is?"

“How about I make it one hundred and fifty million dollars? How about I do that for you?” His eyes widened as I smiled. “That’s what I thought. You’d be one hundred and fifty million richer if all you had to do was follow my rules. That’s enough money for you to buy the house you want to buy. That’s enough money for you to travel to any country in the world. To be amongst the richest men in the world. That’s enough money for you to use and get anything. Any car you want. Any house. You can even get yourself a private jet if you want. You can afford them all.”

“I guess it’s because you’re my lucky charm, Cheryl.” “Mr Kingsley, are you up for another round?” Richard asked tauntingly. “Oh, maybe you don’t want to lose another 100 million dollars?” Kylan placed his glass down. “Sure, why not? Let's play.” Richard couldn’t hold back his excitement. He now had twenty million dollars from his two wins. ‘So it’s true what they say that one could become a millionaire overnight through gambling,’ he said in his mind. If he won the third round, he could even start his own company and forget about licking Kylan’s feet.

"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!"

"Rahul knew of his daughter's behavior when it came to money. Before he became the richest man in India, he was a poor man living on the streets in Bihar. He worked day and night with different jobs trying to feed his family. His wife, Nidra, collects other people's laundry and cleans them. With low money, no place to live, and little food, they continued to work for their daughter, your grandmother." "How did Rahul become rich?" I ask. "He became rich by discovering oil in the land he owns now." "So, Nani has been a spoiled brat since she was a kid." "Seema has always wished she was a princess like you," he tells me. "But her ambition was too overbearing after her father became the richest

My books weren’t merely on paper but were made into movies and TV series. I became rich because of it. I am not a millionaire or anything. I have my own definition of rich. I mean, I grew up with barely nothing so now that I have my own apartment, a car, buy my own clothes, signature shoes and bags. I have a stable career and I am able to live my life comfortably.

“And looking at you, I highly doubt you have a girl waiting for you. And even if you do, does your salary really cover her upkeep? Does it buy her the nice things she wants?” He frowned, stepping closer, “Where are you getting to?” Got him. I didn't know he was going to catch the bait easily. I guess in the end, money does it all. “I’m getting there,” I whispered eagerly. “Now, imagine having not just thousands, but millions of dollars. Yes. Millions. That’s how much you can get right now if you help me. Just get me out of here... or better still, help me get a message to—”