Inherit Billions Novel Novels & Stories

Before I could stop myself, I turned to Anneliese and, with as much casualness as I could fake, I asked: “Anneliese, what’s this wish your grandfather has for great-grandchildren?” She laughed quickly, shaking her head as if it was an inside joke everyone knew. “Oh, that? Grandpa is completely paranoid about it. He wants great-grandchildren at any cost.” She made a dramatic gesture with her hands. “He even gave us an ultimatum. Either we give him great-grandchildren, or we won’t get our share of the inheritance.” Her words hit me like a cold shower. On the outside, I forced a smile to hide the whirlwind of emotions it caused inside me.

Brian announced loudly as he walked into the mansion with a new guy I had never seen ever since I'd gotten here. He was about walking over to us but stopped abruptly when he saw Maltida. And silently, he walked over to the dinning room together with the other guy. Tyler rolled his eyes at him but he returned it with a sly smile instead. My eyes landed on the new guy who was silent all through.

“They are too rich to be here.” A lot of whispers now engulfed the whole place when they finally came in. I didn't even expect them to visit my mom since mom was just their helper when she was alive. Yes, I knew them because mama once worked with them and she even took me to their mansion. Indeed, they are too high to reach, thus it is shocking to see them in this squatter area. However, maybe they only just want to empathize with my situation because they were all wearing white as they were walking in my direction, while those bodyguards were just left outside.

Sonya said, and MJ snorted. “What are you saying? Of course, I would come through for you. We are sisters and we always have to have each other’s backs against villains; even the ones who wear power suits.” MJ said, drowning herself in alcohol while Sonya was fighting the urge to hang up on her. “Do you still remember the arrogant, selfish, self-centred, heartless, rude, unapologetic, egoistic, emotionless, ruthless, and manipulative? The Billionaires?” MJ asked, reminding her of her own words a few months back. “Y-yes.” Sonya stuttered, and MJ smirked. She wished Sonya were here so that she could see her face when she admitted that.

How could he even suggest something like that? Shanaya could barely keep the spite out of her voice. “Forgive and move on? Is that so easy?” His voice was small when he replied, “I don’t think so.” Shanaya slammed her hand against the table. “No, Kabir, it’s not! It’s not a simple grudge me and Dadi are holding. Let me remind you again: Their parents betrayed mine. Sold our business secrets that caused us a loss that my father couldn't bear. He suffered a fatal heart attack. My mother barely survived her next few days in the world until a fire accident took her life as well. My brother lost all his interest in living a life. He's an empty shell now. Everytime I see him, I die a little on the

Maybe I should stop hoping, it does no better than hurt. The soft buzzing of my phone woke me the next morning. A voicemail from the number yesterday. My pulse quickened as I played it. "Miss Amelia , your inheritance stems from a massive return on an investment made years ago by your father, Mr Lawn, who made you the sole beneficiary of the money." And in that moment, my heart skipped a beat. My mind went blank and my eyes widened in utter disbelief. My jaw dropped, fingers clenched into fists as I lay still on the bed.

A sense of powerlessness enveloped her tightly. Suddenly, Chloe's words came to mind—she had won the lottery in life. She couldn't help but sigh. As soon as Arabella appeared, Emily eagerly asked her, "My brother mentioned that handsome guy, Reginald, is the heir of the Thompson Group. Is he your distant relative?" Arabella paused, considering whether to disclose the truth to Emily—that this man was her soon-to-be ex-husband. However, Arabella wasn't one to spill someone's privacy upon first meeting. Besides, with Emily's personality, she would surely dig deeper and unearth every detail.

"From what you're saying, could it be that His Lordship—" I shook my head. "I'm just making wild guesses. I know that One billion dollars is exactly the market value of Grandfather's shares after the premium this year. I also know that Grandfather has an estate on the western coast that he hasn't decided the inheritance for yet. I think..." Bennett shouted, "I understand! His Lordship premeditatedly favored Fiona! That Brenda person is probably just a commoner with no background, there's no way he could come up with One billion! Hmph, I doubt he could even find ten pennies!"

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

“Yes, Julian, this is just a small part of your available assets.” Julian let out a breathless laugh, shaking his head. “A small part,” he repeated, almost to himself. He placed the card back on the table, leaning back in his chair as he tried to process it all. “You do realize I’ve been living off scraps for most of my life, right? Fifteen billion for ‘everyday use’… feels a bit excessive.” Vera’s lips curved into a slightly playful smile. “You’ve inherited an empire, Julian. Excess is part of the package, get used to it.”