I'm Trying To Go Broke, So Why Do I Keep Getting Richer?! の小説・ストーリー

Just add it to the list. I swallow hard, forcing my spine straight even though my knees feel suspiciously close to giving out. “Look,” I say, trying to sound steady, reasonable, not on the verge of hyperventilating. “I don’t know what you want, but trust me when I say I’m bloody broke.” My laugh comes out shaky, brittle. “Like… wallowing-in-debt broke. If you’re planning to kidnap me, just know you won’t be getting a dime. I don’t even have a family.”

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.

Kendal reminded me and I smiled . it wasn't easy getting here . well it don't matter how I got here after all am the daughter of one of the most richest men in the whole wide world and I also I have the most richest man under me and so no one ,I mean no one can literally cone to take all of that away ,it's definitely going to be a hard nut to lose and I mean that ,I mean every word .

I mean, not your kind of six-digit broke – if you know what I mean… You might think me frugal. Yes, I admit. Before knowing that someone like Mia Harrington was fighting over my husband with me, I wouldn't mind throwing money away, but now, I have a goal. Like, a mighty goal. One I may not be able to achieve in the next 100 years, but at least, I want to start from somewhere. And that goal was; I want to be rich. I mean, wealthy, but I don't see that as enough to describe how wealthy I want to become.

I point out and watch as her expression crumbles. “I don’t want it. Money caused this, and money is the reason your life is in ruins. They made you that way. That money did. If we’re broke for the rest of our lives, but you get to stay, and live, and find happiness, maybe even love, then I don’t care about any of that. We don’t need it. We’ll get through without money like I always have.”

“I don’t care where you get it from! You have twenty hours to give me what I want or you won’t like what I would do!” I threatened him. “I don’t have that kind of money! I don’t even have ten million not to talk of billion. I am fucking filing for bankruptcy and my father already disinherited me! When I say I don’t have, I don’t fucking have!” He yelled in anger. I couldn’t believe it! How can he be bankrupt? Last I checked, his business had been doing well. “What?” I let out in disbelief. “I don’t have money! I am broke! Right now, I am looking for ways to make money! I am in debt! You know what? Spill what you have, maybe the negative press will help me in some way!”

"Why do you keep trying to get close to me? I don't know you, and you don't know me. You're rich, so you can have all the beautiful and rich girls you want. Why...Why me?" "Because you're different," He said.

girl:- thanks that girl was all sweaty and nervous, she losing her money, her father advises her to not play gamble and now she is paying. ariel:- miss, why don't you just eat your pride and go home, you still lose so much money, and it will break my heart if something happens to you, you have 5 million dollars, why wouldn't you leave your life. girl:- no that not possible, ever since I was a child, always my brother get everything than me, I tried so hard but nobody ever recognized me, and everyone looks down on me, I will show to my father and everyone that I am not weak, that why I want 1 billion dollars because I want to become rich than everyone in my family.

Wow with a cherry on top how could I possibly ever say no to that? "Now I want so badly to say yes and go shopping but the thing is I’m like dead broke right now, like you my friend have so much money it'd take you years to count and for me? It'd take 2 minutes mostly just because I can lose focus very very easily so if I did go it’d be you with a ton of shit that they probably think you robbed the store and me who’s just there, broke and penniless.”

Blissfully unaware of the treasure buried in her name. But what did I say about people like me? Money doesn’t last when you spend like a god. And I do. I buy cars I never drive. Suits I wear once. I gamble. I party. I burn through cash like it’s paper. So here I am again—broke. In debt. Circling the drain. But fate? Fate has a twisted sense of humor. Just when I’m at my lowest, the answer lands in my lap. Malcolm Laurent.