I Am A Billionaire の小説・ストーリー

His company is one of the greatest companies in the city, and also very popular, because of how trusty and reliable they are. Edward wore normal simple clothes, which were black shorts, and a white shirt that hugged his perfect figure properly. His chest is huge, because of the six-pack which he has. Edward's lips were pink like that of a newly born baby, which is very eye-catching. When I met him alone on the street, I couldn't realize that he was a famous billionaire because I have never had an interest in him, since all I want in my life is to hold my own production company, without the help of my parents.

“Sweetheart, I am sure you have seen my home and the things I own. But now you would have surely come to know that I am leading the lifestyle which is not ordinary” I nod and joke “You must be a billionaire to afford all this” “Good. You are smart. I am indeed a billionaire and have more wealth than three generations of my progeny could spend” he says casually. I was dumbstruck. I knew that he was rich, I probably thought that he had a few million to his name, but billions! And he says he has enough money that he could never spend in this lifetime. My head was spinning. I didn’t even know how many zeroes were present in a billion. I could not even wrap my head around how rich he was.

If that was the case, from now on, he would be richer than anyone else in the world. ‘The richest man in the world? Pah! ‘The World's Billionaires by Forbes? Pah! ‘All of you don’t have as many zeroes even with your wealth combined. ‘From now on, I, David Lidell, will change the way I live. ‘I’ve been living too aggrievedly for the past 20 years. Over the next few decades, I want to live my life brilliantly and enjoy my life. I want to live my life without a care in the world.

I slightly laugh at her, "Hot? Isn't he like 50?" "50? No he's like 32 or something. Like I said youngest billionaire! You know you're lucky that you're Carl's assistant, the rest of us are dead. We all have to step up our A-game. I don't want to lose my job!" Nina says frantically. "C'mon! The guy can't be that bad right?" I ask. Nina simply shrugs. The guy can't be such a tyrant I mean, he can't right?

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

TRENTON'S POV "Congratulations on achieving the title of a billionaire at the young age of thirty-five, Mr. Outlaw! Wow! I'm half your age, but I still have a long way to go. Anyway, how do you feel about joining the billionaire's club?" "Oh, I honestly feel honored. When I started doing business, I had one goal in my mind—and that is to produce good projects that will inspire the whole world. I am not even kidding. It is flattering to have the title, but I think I'm already the richest man alive just by having my family beside me."

I became a millionaire at eighteen, after selling an app that helped people find cars in their price range, and by thirty I was a billionaire after developing longer-lasting consumer grade and cell phone batteries that are now sold basically everywhere. It comes with the territory. Being a billionaire-playboy-genius-inventor means you’re constantly having to stave off people trying to take what you’ve earned. And that’s fine. I can get down in the dirt with the best of them, but tonight, all I wanted was a decent, honest interview process for my new chef. Fuck me, right?

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

he agreed, “maybe next time, you should try asking me for help. I can come with the boys and we will help you. There's no need to waste money.” I smiled at him, “I never thought I'd see a billionaire telling me about money management.” I teased, “One, I'm not a billionaire, my father is. I think I'm more of a millionaire.” He said. It didn't sound like he was trying to brag, he was simply honest. “Two, billionaires know a whole lot about money management. How do you think they got there? That's why most of them are minimalists.” He did have a point. I nodded in agreement.