I Am Rich Novels & Stories

he said, and I smiled. “Rich? We are not rich, we are wealthy, and it's enough to make your family lose the ‘rich’ title, you don't want to be more broke right?” I asked, and he couldn't look me in the eye. “Don't piss me off,” I said with a deep voice.

“Oh, so she is just trying to get money out of this?” “Mhm, anything to get her manicured claws on child support and a lifelong supply of money.” I grimace. “That sucks...” “It does.” “I never thought I would say this, but it must be hard being rich and not knowing whether someone actually likes you or just want to get their hands on your money.” “It’s definitely hard to know who your real friends are,” he smiles. “But I know you’re not after my money, so I’m not exactly worried.”

“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

“I’m so glad I’m rich.” Her eyes lit up mischievously. “Me, too, handsome, me, too.”

I pulled her and said, "Mom, I have money. You can have a try." "No, no." Jessica waved her hand. I didn't dare to push her. I frowned slightly and said in a very kind tone, "Mom, don't worry. I'm rich now. I make millions in a year." She looked up at me and said in a astonishing tone. "That much?" "That's right, so you can have a try if you want, don't worry."

Another text: *Next time, you’ll be inside. He called Jake. “Take them to the safe house. Now.” --- Past Adriana watched the news from her balcony, champagne in hand. Leon’s face dominated the screen—*“Billionaire CEO Accused of Fraud!”* Richard had delivered. The board was in chaos, investors fleeing. Leon’s net worth plummeted. She dialed him. “Still think you can ignore me?” “What do you want?” Leon hissed. “Everything,” she said. --- **Present**

All my dreams are coming true. I'm one of the richest women in the world. A title that I've always wanted to hold. Growing up, I saw the flashy and fabulous lives that rich people lived. The flashy cars and the flashy clothes and the flashy houses and the flashy friends. I knew that life was meant for me. And now I'm living it. All thanks to Luca Giovanni.

"You should be added to the list of the richest men in the world with all this extravagance." Richard chuckled, a self-assured smile playing at the corners of his lips as he basked in my praise. "I like to think I'm doing alright," he replied, his tone casual yet tinged with a hint of pride. "But you know what they say, money can't buy happiness." I nodded, acknowledging the truth in his words even as I marveled at the sheer magnitude of his wealth. But then, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Richard leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

she wheezed. "Nine hundred million. And apparently that's just what's in one account." Maya set down her mug with shaking hands. "Ivy, do you understand what this means? You're not just rich, you're stupid rich. You're so rich that rich people feel poor around you." "I know," I said miserably. "And I don't know what to do about it." "What do you mean you don't know what to do about it? You take the money and live happily ever after! You buy a private island and never have to see another Sterling for the rest of your life!"

You made me nobody. The only thing I have now is my riches. Aside that, nothing else. The same way you have ruined my life, I will ruin yours as well. "The only thing I have is my wealth and riches sir." I said. "Don't you have parents?" I asked. "I don't. I'm orphan." I said. "What?" He asked.