Is Drake A Billionare Mga Nobela at Kwento

But the ache in my chest called me a liar. My phone buzzed in my apron, snapping me out of it. A text from Jake: Check TMZ. You’re fucking famous. My stomach plummeted. I slipped into the break room, hands trembling as I pulled up the app. The headline hit like a punch: Mystery Billionaire Drops $100K on Necklace at Greenwich Charity Auction—Who’s His New Flame? The article was pure TMZ gossip: “Last night at the swanky Greenwich Country Club, tech billionaire Justin Drake made waves with a $100,000 bid on a sapphire necklace for a mystery woman in an emerald gown. Insiders caught him getting cozy with her on the balcony, but who’s she? A new lover or just a passing spark? Stay tuned!”

“So who is he? A farmer's son or a man that was picked from the street?” “He is Tyler Brooke, one the youngest Billionaires in the whole of New York.” Draco revealed and I sent him a weird stare, is he drunk or something?” “That's not possible! Stop playing with me, I am not in the mood for jokes.” I warned and he suddenly placed his macbook in front of me. He then began showing me an unawares picture of Tyler attending a graceful occasion. I was shocked and thought it was photoshopped but it clearly doesn't look like something that was edited.

Why? The room was buzzing, but truth be told, most people did not really know Drake beyond the whispers of his clout in the shadows. Hagen, the guy running the show at Rectewald Mall, and Gael, who just scraped into Woolpackton's high society, knew the score about Drake's murky past. Rumor had it that Drake's rise was not just from his own hustle. He had some serious muscle backing him up, too. There he was, bowing down to Alexander of all people!

Bella asked and Chloe smirked. "Come on, girls. I thought you knew me better." Chloe said with a smirk, making them confused. "Look, first of all, I know earning that much in one month is hard, not impossible and secondly, I know fifty million is nothing in front of ten billion but at the same time, it's not a small amount at all. I can easily open a new business with that money. Bella, you know I have so many ideas for new businesses." Chloe said and Bella nodded at her but she had a frown..

I need to move out of the shitty apartment and I have college loan to pay and some more expenses. My foster father that I came to love is in the hospital and was recently diagnosed with leukaemia. His medical bills has drained out my account but I never mind. He took care of me with all the love I never got from my shitty parents and now it's my turn. His wife and daughter died and so he decided to adopt me.

His company is one of the greatest companies in the city, and also very popular, because of how trusty and reliable they are. Edward wore normal simple clothes, which were black shorts, and a white shirt that hugged his perfect figure properly. His chest is huge, because of the six-pack which he has. Edward's lips were pink like that of a newly born baby, which is very eye-catching. When I met him alone on the street, I couldn't realize that he was a famous billionaire because I have never had an interest in him, since all I want in my life is to hold my own production company, without the help of my parents.

“Your scandal-ridden daughter won’t shake the deal. I’ve handled worse press.” Victor offered a thin smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He tapped his glass without drinking. “She’s not the problem,” he said smoothly. “The problem… is him.” “Him?” Victor leaned forward, clasping his hands. “Her driver. The new one.” The man scoffed. “You’re telling me your billion-dollar empire is threatened by a chauffeur?” Victor’s expression didn’t change. “He’s not just a chauffeur. I’ve watched people my whole life politicians, con men, CEOs. And this one… this Liam? He’s too clean. Too disciplined. Too invisible.”

"Jake, I am trying to be calm here. You had better leave this room before I am forced to break your head with this bottle. " Jake chuckled loudly and walked closer , the distance becoming a bit too close for comfort. "What do you hate so much about this handsome young man standing before you? " Annabelle scoffed,"Handsome, my foot. " "I have everything, Annabelle. My father is a major power broker. Just accept me and your family's business will bounce back to the top. Would you not want to see that come to pass? " "With or without your help, my family's business can bounce back to normal. "

My heart is beating rapidly. And that's when I realize it even more. That I really like him. "The deal is crazy," Drake says on the phone. I flop myself on the couch in my living room as I listen to him tattling about his work. "I mean, it literally makes billions of dollars in such a short period of time." I laugh, taking into account how he sounds so excited. Billions of dollars? That doesn't sound strange in the oil industry he's working at. "You sound happy," I say, smiling.

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.