I Remembered I Am Rich Mga Nobela at Kwento

added Isabelle, her tone downcast. “Humph! It serves him right! After all, who told him to keep such a high profile? He thought he could do anything that he wished just because he was rich, but look what ended up happening to him after showing off so much! He’s just a man with a bad fortune!” growled Maia angrily as she remembered her past encounters with him.

I snatched the remote and turned up the volume quickly. "In a stunning turn of events, Olivia Barnes, formerly known as the ex-wife of Ashford Holdings CEO Damien Ashford, has been confirmed as the sole living heir to the Augustus Hart estate. Miss Barnes was officially announced as chairwoman of the AD Tech empire earlier today, making her overnight one of the wealthiest individuals in the country." I shot to my feet, the remote slipping from my fingers. "This has to be fake news, right, baby?" Vivian asked. "Do you think they run fake news like that on CNN?" I snapped at her without intending to, and immediately regretted it.

That I am the one he chose when he had no more memories. And even if he turned back to her for a moment… He will return. Because he owes me that. And I will know how to remind him. I slowly open my eyes. A pale ray of light slips through the blinds. I sit up slowly in bed. I grimace. No pain. Just the absence. Just that warm, sticky void between my legs, that cruel reminder of what I have lost. Of what I have sacrificed. I could cry. But I do not cry.

Inside its crystal pendant was a four-leaf clover. A memory rushed back to her. Back then, a younger version of me had sat with her by the river. "Why do you want to die?" I asked. "Nobody likes me. There's no point in being alive," she answered. "What? Then don't die. How about this? I'll like you." "Really?" "Really. Make a wish on this four-leaf clover. When I grow up, I'll come find you and make your wish come true." Thinking about this, Amelia felt her heart shatter. She couldn't understand what she had been doing all this time. All she could think about was getting me back.

Losing everybody made tears swell up in my eyes, but yet again fate couldn't be more shitter to me. Cold street water splashing on me, it drenched my body and left no trace of dryness on it. Shifting my gaze to the side, I see a black car and all that come into my head is "Riches" My eyes glued right to the car, judging by the way it looked anyone would be able to tell that not only was it very expensive, but the person inside it was filthy rich and that fact alone put and pissed me off so badly My mind going back to the fucking Mr. Kant, I was done and fucking tired of anything that had to do with rich people, but still my cursed fate would never let me be.

Her walking stick made a loud thumping sound. The servants gasped and quickly nodded their heads. They feared this old matriarch. Balling her fingers into a tight fist, her temper simmered gradually. All she wished to do was slam the old witch onto the wall. Mia suddenly realized that the saying 'when you are at your lowest, you will be deserted by even the ones you thought loved you' is true. At that moment, breaking news popped up on the television. Undoubtedly, it was about her. A LUNATIC APPEARS AT HPZ HEADQUARTERS TODAY CLAIMING THAT ALESSANDRO ANTONIO IS HER FIANCE

This is his daily ritual but its only since recently that he managed to get brave enough to actually looked at himself. “What woman would want me looking like this?” he questions his slightly distorted reflection. “She would accept you.” The words unexpectedly tumbled from his lips. He has the sudden instinct his heart beat matches the heart beat of this unknown woman who keeps echoing in his clouded memory. “Why can’t I remember your face? Or is this just me being foolish…” The mirror as no answers just more questions. “I am Aaron Casey. I will remember…somehow…”

To this Richard said in an irritated manner, "Enough of your bullshit crap!!" They kept silent for a moment. Richard broke the silence by telling, "My life is not what it looks like...Being rich, happy, satisfied and contended is what people sees in me...However it's exactly the opposite...Am poor in love...sad on the inside. I don't actually know why am sharing you this but let me tell you that today was my birthday!!!"

I insisted on paying them, but they refused. I smiled bitterly and shook my head. I even hugged myself from the coldness of the December breeze. This is the perk of being rich. The perk of being famous. Everybody thought that I already have everything that life could offer. My young self believed it also that it ended me like this. Wreck, hurt and broken for loving someone who doesn't love me back.

I've tasted fame, power and money now I don't wanna let go I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries