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I bit my lower lips in anger and snapped my finger at her face. ”Earth to Monia!” I yelled. It was then she gained herself. ”Who is that Greek god?!” She picked my hand and smiled like a barbie who was given a new pink ball gown. ”Greek?! Did you just call that prevent a Greek god?!” I raised my brows and removed my hand from hers and walked into the school. Everyone here in my school is all rich, but riches differ. My Dad was the richest man in all the world with a net worth that could end the world's poverty.

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Mike walked in to his hotel room and slumped on the bed. He played a song and increased the volume and danced to the song while packing his luggages into his mini box. He took the file and smelled it, he hasn't opened it ever since he collected it from Anthony, he has done his calculations and planned his life for the next 10 years. "Mike you are the most fortunate person on earth, you become a billionaire without working hard for it. I am lucky." He screamed and jumped up happily.

The single mom, Chloe, sent a message in the group chat. Chloe: [Cyrus, my baby and I are starving. You once said my child was cute, remember? Please save us. I can have him call you Godfather. Or if you have other needs, I can agree to them.] Then came Vincent, the rich kid. Vincent: [Cyrus, as long as you let me stay with you, I'll give you everything I have. No—my dad's dead now, so the entire family fortune, over a billion, it's all yours!]

Rich, powerful, handsome, and saving the damsel in distress. I could tell he was wealthy by the way his home was lavishly decorated. Margarita always brought me magazines that showcased the latest trends in the city and on the market. From clothing to furniture and jewelry. I wasn’t allowed to read the local paper. My father didn’t want me to know what was going on in the outside world, but Margarita and Gregorio would always tell me the latest gossip or what was being said about King Orion. “So, what’s it like being a werecat?” I ask Tristan stupidly.

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It seems everyone could read beyond her present state. “There’s nothing much to say aside from that my dad’s company went through a terrible financial stroke due to a failed project and our competitor bought our company,” she said in one go and took a bite from her donut “Oh my, this donut is so good” she made a satisfying sound and continues eating.

what am i to do if i want to climb up the stairs of power? she smiles,i can tell she's satisfied by my words and taken by surprise, am i? i knew what i wanted, the words crept right across my lips on their own accord. i can tell it's a queasy thing to say. i might look greedy but that is exactly what i want, just a single day in less than two hours and i have seen what wealth feels like. i had my very own personal cat, a freaking tesla , i have a duplex rented up for me… a house i never knew could be decorated in such a manner.

The bookshelf was just as tall as Andrew so he could easily access the books there. The bookshelf had all sorts of books, ranging from fictional novels to nonfictional novels, to educational novels and textbooks. Her eyes caught titles like; The Redwall series by Brian Jacques, Caddie Woodlawn by Carol Ryrie Brink, The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros and a lot more. Even the Encyclopedia was in his bookshelf. And there was also some novels on the basis of business and finance. The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie.

Just lips, just breath, just them. Isabel closed her eyes and whispered, “Who would have known me coming to have a baby for a billionaire would have a happy ending.” And with that, she broke the fourth wall and smiled right at you, the reader, like she had been waiting to say it all along.