Is Billie Eilish A Billionaire Novels & Stories

"I already told Carla that if she handles this the way I want she'd get first dibs whenever the kids are ready to talk. Her bosses are gonna have to cough up some dough too, I'm gonna see that these kids get paid." "I've already got Whistler on the ball to sue the senator and the doctor. Their families are gonna be pissed because I mean to see that these kids are compensated heavily for all that they've been through." "Not that money can make up for this shit, but it will go a long way to getting them settled in society when they get older. Some of them are adults already and will be coming back to nothing, having to start over from scratch. And you can bet these fucks haven't been keeping u

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

“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 was so shocked beyond words. This was actually happening. I was going to meet a billionaire! Fuck! I’m going to be richer than Rihanna without using my talent. But, wait. I don’t even know if Giorgio’s dad is as rich as Rihanna. Of course he is! Rihanna is in the millionaire bracket, and I was in the billionaire bracket. Ok, not yet, but it was just a matter of time.

he asked, his tone polite but distant. Ava's eyes sparkled as she replied, "I've been doing great, Alexander. I returned from the States a few days ago. It's been a while since we've seen each other, hasn't it?" Ava Hamilton was the only daughter of George Hamilton, the owner of Hamilton Corporation, a multi-trillion-dollar company. She is a successful model and art director based in the United States, with a net worth that surpassed even some of the world's billionaires. As she circulated among the guests at the anniversary celebration, Ava exuded an air of confidence and sophistication. She was used to being the center of attention, and tonight was no exception. People turned to look at he

beautiful than Lia, even she is also very royal like Lia, yes, I have never failed in terms of finding good and wealthy women, of course, in order to lighten my burden one day. Lia is the granddaughter of a successful businessman and has a lot of inheritance, but she is never arrogant about what she has, while Yaya is the only child of a boss in her village, all of her father's wealth will automatically be inherited by her, even when I was in a relationship. with him never spent a penny of money all on him.

He was familiar with the past. He was familiar with Greg's reputation. The one the world couldn't get enough of. The ruthless billionaire. The man who never stayed too long with anybody. The one who had it all, but never really cared about being close to anyone. That image had long been embraced by Greg years ago. It was easier. There were no expectations held for him. No promises. No vulnerability. No explanations. He had made a few errors. More than he could have cared for. He used to believe that success would take the place of anything else.

After dropping Isabel off, Issac was gone again before she even made it upstairs. The car ride back to his office was just as cold as usual. His driver didn’t speak unless spoken to, and the only sound in the car was the quiet buzz of emails arriving on Isaac’s tablet. He ignored most of them and instead, his thoughts drifted. Most people didn’t understand how someone like him at just twenty-eight, could be sitting on a billion-dollar empire. But he’d earned it, every damn dollar.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.