Is Adele A Billionaire Novels & Stories

“No, we’re done. We need rest, okay? You can’t keep parading us around. I have a company to run. You’re making me feel like a celebrity.” “You are a celebrity,” Adam retorted while stressing on the last word. “You are the celebrity. The celebrity. You’re making me repeat myself multiple times. One of the most talked about billionaires in the country right now. Your marriage, the deaths that you’ve escaped. Do you know that you are the only billionaire who has had more death escapes than any other billionaire?” I laughed. “It’s a surprise they haven’t caught up to him yet.” Callum looked at me with a death stare before looking back at Adam.

“They heard ‘billionaire’ and grabbed an oar.” She ignores me, scrolling. “Listen to this. *‘Sources suggest the label’s breakout talent has been quietly financed by a single ultra‑wealthy backer, leading some to speculate she might be less self‑made than her image suggests.’*” “Cute,” I say. “What else?” She swipes to another tab. “This one’s worse. *‘Whispers in the industry hint that the siren of heartbreak might be the kept woman of a European magnate, her career curated and bankrolled in exchange for…private performances.’*”

ADELE I stared at the lady sitting not very far away from me and my lips twitched. She really is beautiful. No wonder Chris was in love with her. And her poise is another thing, she carries herself in a way I wouldn't. So elegant and affluent. "Four million dollars", I heard another voice say I turned away from Bianca's direction. An older lady is holding her placard up as she just said that. "Five million dollars", Chris said as he raised our bidder card up and a smile crept onto my face.

"Addie, I’m sorry. There’s some work I need to handle right away. Be good and eat first. I promise I’ll make it up to you in a moment, okay?" But then, an image of a luxury castle flashed across his phone screen. He wasn’t working. He was watching a livestream. Adele’s lips curved into a mocking smile as she quietly opened the livestream on her own phone. It was Evelyn, an obscure internet influencer Elias had recently signed to the company. Not only had he signed her, but he’d also made her the face of “Adele", the jewelry line he claimed was a tribute to his wife. Everyone had been speculating about Evelyn’s sudden access to such high-profile opportunities. Some whispered that she must hav

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

I further queried, grinning from ear to ear. "That is all he requested, he read the contract and found it too appealing to resist. I'm certain meeting you is just a formality, perhaps he wants to know Nigeria's youngest female billionaire." "You are right, I mean, who wouldn't want to know me." I could just imagine how well planned my life was. A signature from Mr Amadi, a sealed contract worth billions, paparazzi trying to capture my face, media writing about my success story. I found myself fortunate to be the first daughter of Mr Adelana.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

Yet now, she sat here as if she had never been gone at all. “So you finally remember you have a mother.” “Why are you here?” he asked bluntly. Arabella rested her arm on the sofa, her eyes sharp as blades. “I came to see what kind of woman could make my son act so irrationally.” Her gaze shifted back to me, cold and contemptuous. “And now I’ve seen. Nothing at all.” Silas spoke immediately, his voice dropping dangerously low. “That’s enough.” Arabella arched a brow. “I’m only stating the truth. She’s lost her company, caught in financial scandal, stripped clean by her fiancé, her name dragged all over the media. A girl like that—what makes her worthy of the Vane family?”