Im A Quadrillionaire Novels & Stories

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

" I don't know. A zillion dollars? " " Incorrect! JL will you try to help him out? " " Yeah. My dad...uh... Worth.. more than a quintillion dollars in Total. Hell, he is a Quintillionaire " A laughter erupted from everyone and I caught dad smiling proudly as well. The alarm rang out and that signify the end of the quiz. Mrs coopers was quick to come up stage with a bright grin plastered on her face. She held out a shiny little medal and I lifted an eyebrow. Just for a little quiz eh?

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

I felt a connection, a warmth filling me instantly. “Charlotte, you’re my granddaughter, my only daughter’s child and my heir. I had been looking for you since your mother died and your father seemed to be vanished from the earth’s face but you’re here and I’d not be letting you go away again. From this moment onwards, you’re my legal heir, the owner of a trillion dollars empire.” As soon as these words left his lips, I was left flabbergasted. Holy Jesus! I became the richest person in a blink of a moment.

A god. I told myself I'd forget it. Pretend it never happened. But I couldn't and one night, curiosity won. I searched his name online not because i didn't already know who he was but because I really wanted to know how fucked I was. My screen filled with numbers so big they didn't even feel real. His wealth, his reach… pictures of him with kings, presidents, queens. He'd been everywhere. The only child of his mother, and ten years ago he'd taken over her empire—after building his own multi-billion-dollar company.

Since when did customers care about blinds? I could just quit. Right now. Christian wired me more than enough to walk away and never serve another latte again. But what would I tell Grandma? I could walk out. Right now. Christian wired me more money than I’d ever seen in my life. Enough to quit this job and never serve another coffee again. But what would I even tell Grandma? Oh, don’t worry about me working, Grandma. The billionaire who broke my heart is now paying me every time he gets his hands on me. Yeah, no. That would kill her.

"Fine. I will admit it now. I am not a poor guy, Cass. I am not a beggar." "What do you mean?!" Cass demanded, her voice rising. "Then who are you?" Liam rubbed the back of his neck, looking completely uncomfortable. "I'm a billionaire, Cass. I am a major businessman. That is my real life. The truth is, I was just pretending to be poor this whole time." Cass felt like she had just been slapped right across the face by reality. The small apartment, the broken bicycle, the scrap yard—all of it was a lie. "Why?" she whispered, her voice cracking. "Why would you do something like that?"

He was a survivor who had built a fortress to hide his scars. ​"Is that why you're doing all this?" I whispered, my other hand coming up to touch his arm. "The money, the power... it’s all just a wall so nobody can ever get close enough to hurt you again?" ​Julian didn't answer. He just looked at me, his eyes searching mine with a desperation that made my throat tight. For the first time, I didn't see the billionaire who owned half of Manhattan. I saw a man who was just as lonely as the girl who used to sit on a Brooklyn floor counting her last four dollars.

that I have no fucking privacy! A 14-year-old child made his name in the press! BECAUSE! I am holding the most expensive legacy in the whole world! Yet that is my regret! That regret why did I opened that fucking legacy! "Am I a billionaire?" I asked myself as the lights flashed at me. Cameras! I thought I was the Tycoon that has been never heard of! Like those hidden boss behind those behind bosses among behind bosses! Even the most attractive lady would even kneel at me!

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.