Is Drake A Billionare Novels & Stories

“Draven Wade, Draven Wade is a multi-billionaire who has power in most countries over the world, he has the highest net worth in Atlanta, and he is the most ratted businessman too.” Allison explained. “Woah,” Xalia muttered. “Yeah girl, you are… “ “How come I have never heard of him in all these years? His name doesn't ring a bell.” “Well, he is off the internet, his picture isn't on the internet and just Wade is there as a name, he seems like a ghost or something.” Allison explained and Xalia sighed.

Daniel says with food stuffed in his mouth. "You have?" I ask raising an eyebrow. "Yeah the man has sure made a name for himself. He's considered one of the most successful entrepreneurs in the world and not to mention he's on the Forbes list of the richest people alive!" Daniel says. "Honestly everyone has heard of him, It's like I'm the only one living under a rock!" I sigh.

Mordrake owns a big companies, and his name was already marked in the government. He isn't any politicians but he somehow donate a billion dollars in the senate and apply his billion to add in the New yorks budget. He always pay his taxes and even decided to give some of a bonuses. He also own a three private hospitals. he is unbelievable one ot the most riches and known businessmen in the world. I will work hard to reach him even a slight inches. ___________ I finished admitting all the works in the Higher ups. They give me a compliment as always for having an earlier result when it comes in working.

And I danced my way out of the hallway. Konrad Russell, I still remembered when he looked at me like he could devour me in that instant. I felt heat wash up on me and I squeezed my legs together. "Camila Russell, wife of billionaire Konrad Russell." I gave myself the title before giggling like a high school teenager who just got her crush to like her. I was excited. And I had a lot of people to pay back. I put back my headphones and went to work, Kevin sent me the details. Full name, phone number and even address, I got to the Internet fast and Konrad was worth over a billion. I was tripping myself.

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.

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’m very single.” Cassie blinked in surprise as Sebastian practically ushered her into the car. The moment the door shut, his voice hardened. “Stay away from Drake.” But Cassie, still reeling from everything, had her own thoughts. Everyone in that club had been wealthy beyond comprehension. Billionaires, heirs, investors, power brokers. And she needed investors. Desperately. “He’s nice,” she countered. “Isn’t he a billionaire too? I could use his niceness.” Sebastian’s jaw flexed as he hit the accelerator. “His family owns Blackridge Maritime Group. Number one on Forbes. Richest in this city. But Drake himself? Different story. He can’t keep his zip closed, and he does nothing for free.”

He didn't ask another question. One call after another, I moved pieces across the board like a king preparing for war. A partnership Adrian had spent three years building collapsed in less than thirty minutes. Money ruled the world. And I had more than enough to bury him. I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, imagining the exact moment the news would reach him. Adrian Drake. The golden son. The chosen son. Watching his billion-dollar deal disappear overnight. Watching the empire he built with his own hands begin to crumble.

Drake said. "Alright. I'm feeling a little under the weather, so I won't be seeing you out, Mr. Mummery," Pedro said. As soon as Drake left, Pedro sank into the couch, exhaustion etched on his face. Just as he was about to retreat to his study, Theo walked in. "Grandpa, the company just received a sudden investment—100,000,000 dollars! It came from Drake. That guy really knows how to do business. If we had partnered with him earlier, the Wilkie Group wouldn't be on the brink of collapse!" he exclaimed.

"I’m going on the offensive. Sterling thinks he can use money to catch me? I’m going to make sure he doesn't have a cent left to pay his gas bill." ​I found Sterling’s corporate ID. He was an old-school mogul, wealthy, arrogant, and prone to keeping his assets in "secure" digital tokens. I began the Drain Protocol. I didn't just move money; I triggered a cascade of high-frequency trades. I bought millions of shares in failing penny stocks and sold his blue-chip investments at a loss. ​"First SUV is slowing down," Marcus noted. ​In the back window, the lead vehicle suddenly swerved and slammed its brakes.