Novel & Cerita How To Make A Million Dollars In 30 Days

Maddox declared. "I was attending to customers, when one of my colleagues, AJ, said he has a quick and easy job that I might be interested in. It will pay well, AJ said to me. He asked me to meet him when our shift was over. What got me interested was when he said "I will make almost a million from a day of two days' work." "As you have seen. I am a fucking broke ass and of course making almost a million within two days sounded very tempting. So I agreed."

Maybe her salary for 10 years! She looked in the mirror and she had a triumphant smile, "look at you, looking like a million bucks already, soon you would be a billionaire, all you need is 9 months." She blew a kiss to herself before fixing her hair up a little. She opened the door and as she stepped out, she bumped into a figure, which felt like a wall because it was sturdy enough to make her bounce back. Wait, since when do they put walls in the middle of doors?

Prospect. I am going to make you a deal here. We will not wait for the end of the month for you to start the business. We challenge you to come up with your registration funds in 3 days. If you can do that, I would recommend you for a six-month mastermind support. That means you will be guided to get your money back in few weeks and build a one-million-naira monthly income business in six months under the watchful eyes of our mastermind. You will also be signed up under one of the masterminds which means that you stand the chance of being physically supported as people may be placed in your team to help you grow your business. It is imperative you understand that one person in your team can

“Not like that. If it’s money he wants, then he can have money.” I go to the door and call one of the guards back in. “Bring him here.” Security brings him in. I stand between him and Emma. “You’re a piece of shit but I’ll give you two choices.” He sneers. “You don’t know me… “Option one, I call the police. I get you jailed for life.” He glares at me. “They won’t jail me over this.” I laugh. “You truly have no idea how a billionaire’s world functions, do you?” I glare back at him. “If I want something done. Money is no object. I get it done.”

All he had to do was get a million dollars in three days. And he had absolutely no idea how.

His plans were ruined by no other person but Caspian Riordan. Slumping on the bed, his swollen eyes caught sight of a new text. His fingers trembled as he read the message again and again to confirm the unbelievable words on the screen. ‘Perhaps I’m seeing things?’ He closed his eyes and when he reopened them, the text still stood proud and exciting. It reads, ‘Want to make ten times your investments? In Moneyland, you can make up to $10000 for a $1000 investment. The promo lasts only for twenty-four hours. Click on this link to invest and win big.’

She was wearing a blue gown and nude makeup which accentuated her beauty. "Ten Million dollars, are you ready?" Miller's husky voice sank deep into my system. My gaze left the young lady's sight to that of my best friend. "What for?" I asked, seems I was missing out on something. "Lure the lady in dating you for a week, and get a compensation of ten million dollars." Miller raised an eyebrow, his lips full of smirks. I don't know what game he was trying to play, but I was going to beat him on this. After all, I was hot, classic, and handsome. I was literally every woman's dream. I mean, who wouldn't want to date a billionaire?

Mike studied that face for a long time before asking. "Nothing. Making money really isn't easy." Looking at the money after all expenses, Emily could only cry the whole river. Making money is hard, this is also making big money. "That's a good first step. If you want big money unless you rob a bank." Such a start-up is already more than others. So what else is she sad about? This idea Emily finds is also a very practical way. If you want quick money, just rob a bank. Her face was very serious, saying: "You have a plan for me to do, it's a big deal."

“One point five billion.” Then the last. “Three billion.” I already knew he wouldn't take it. Thorne hadn't crossed half of Europe chasing me for money. But if there was even a one-percent chance three billion could buy Katherine one more day...I'd spend ten. Thorne stared at the briefcases, then he laughed—slow at first, then shoulders shaking hard enough to make the gold chains rattle. “You have no respect, do you?” He turned to his men. “An apprentice trying to bribe his master.”

"No, no. This idea includes you. So you won't get fired—at least not for five months. And at the end, you'll be worth millions, so this job will be worthless.” "Huh?" I blinked. How would I become a millionaire? "Dating rumour, right?" Gia asked, and Frank, with a malicious expression, nodded. "This is how it works. Ray begins dating an ordinary girl. Love at first sight. Paparazzi capture public interactions and moments. Then he addresses it later, claiming he was seeing her. Ray is so in love that after a month, he proposes to this girl." "Then, just before his album's release, he's seen on vacation with another woman—they split up. Boom. The album is sold out. Billion streams from people