Instant Millionaire Movie Novels & Stories

After leaving my father's house five years ago, I couldn't find the necklace and the black card from that hotel room, and it didn't bother me either. The only thing I kept was the small note containing the card's PIN. Could he be the man from that night? No. That couldn't be possible. Maybe he simply wore the same cologne. "What gave him the right to speak to us like that?" I muttered. "Just because he's rich doesn't mean he gets to insult people." I accidentally said the last part aloud. "What's wrong?" Zoe asked immediately. "Nothing." I sighed. "I just had an unpleasant encounter with an arrogant rich man."

My face was never published in any magazines or newspapers, or seen on any television screen or public videos, so no one ever recognizes me as the only daughter of this billionaire who owned multinational companies and Aviation, which happened to be my dad. "You're smart. I know you can make a way to let him fall in love with you without revealing your real identity", he said with much confidence. The confidence that I wished I do have. "Is 60 days enough for me to accomplish this mission, dad?", I asked him profusely. "It will be if you want to and your mission's first day will be tomorrow", he answered before stepping out of my room. I really can't understand men sometimes, they are very c

Bruce thought I was joking, so he flicked my forehead. "Kid, where would you get that 10 million? Are you planning to rely on angel investors? Those capitalists are not as simple as you think they are. They might plagiarize your idea before you get your funding." "I can transfer the 10 million into the account anytime."

“As your strategic advisor, I have to inform you that the four people on the screen have been targeted by the International Monetary Association. Their new company, Mars, has a shady background and won’t get approved.” “If you choose to work with them, you will end up on a wanted list. I don’t want you to make this mistake and end up in prison.” He stated. Peter, on the other hand, disagreed with this. “Boy, I don’t think this is a huge deal. You can provoke the royals and international police still won’t be a problem for us.” He said arrogantly. “You’re overlooking a bigger issue here.” He sighed before turning to Alexander with a smile.

“Yeah, because your husband is gorgeous. If I were you, I’d be pregnant by now.” Aria rolled her eyes. “Relax. It’s not like that.” Nicole narrowed her eyes. “Wait… don’t tell me there’s no chemistry?” Aria hesitated. “It’s complicated.” Liv waved a hand. “Girl, everything about your situation is complicated. You literally married a billionaire you barely knew. Someone who turned out to be the reason you’re in debt. That is hilarious.”

That would be first on my agenda. I heard him before he appeared on screen. "Come out, come out wherever you are. Here little Ashley I have a message from the doc, remember him?" He was feeling around the walls looking for a hidden panel I guess. The man in my hallway did not in any way resemble the dashing debonair senator of the media. He was disheveled and haggard looking. I guess that's what happens when your world is crumbling down around you. I made a move toward the door but the guys got in my way.

She was wearing a blue gown and nude makeup which accentuated her beauty. "Ten Million dollars, are you ready?" Miller's husky voice sank deep into my system. My gaze left the young lady's sight to that of my best friend. "What for?" I asked, seems I was missing out on something. "Lure the lady in dating you for a week, and get a compensation of ten million dollars." Miller raised an eyebrow, his lips full of smirks. I don't know what game he was trying to play, but I was going to beat him on this. After all, I was hot, classic, and handsome. I was literally every woman's dream. I mean, who wouldn't want to date a billionaire?

I set my coffee down, refocus on my screen, and begin typing out my email, “Dear Mr. Carter, congratulations. You've managed to turn me into a millionaire with no idea how to spend it. I've dreamt of this day my whole life, and now that it's here, I'm just… stuck. My bank account is overflowing, and I'm starting to feel like Scrooge McDuck, swimming in vaults of gold coins. Help?" I hit send and wait, my eyes fixed on the screen. Minutes later, my email pings. Andrei's response has arrived.

more than just "My family controls businesses. They control everything, such as Politics, money, and crime. If there's something to own in this city, they own it." Tina's heart skipped a beat. "Crime?" Jesse nodded, his expression serious. "The Petrov Mafia. That's who we are. That's who I am." Tina's blood ran cold. The words hung in the air, thick with implication. She had heard of the Petrov family everyone had. They were notorious and feared, and now she was standing in the penthouse of one of their own. as he read the message. "We've got a problem," he muttered, slipping the phone back into his pocket.

He said as he pulled out a photograph of some guy I perceived to be rich, based on the rare of gold he wore around his neck and fingers, posing with a smile. "He's a basketballer" He introduced as he turned over the paper. "How can you score a thousand dollars from the millionaire?" He finally asked. "Why are you asking me that kind of question?" I asked, uncomfortably before he paused for a moment. "You ask?" I ended up replying in his silence before he nodded. "Unless you want to drug him, these men don't give shit" I said before he jolted up immediately. "Jackpot" He screamed, his hands in the air.