Is Harry Potter Rich Novels & Stories

"It's only normal for someone to go after Harry since he's so handsome. Didn't he have a lot of pursuers when he just started working as a traffic officer?" "This time, this rich heiress scolded him at first but gave him water afterward. Tsk," Sherry said, taking a bite of her apple. "She was even driving a limited edition McLaren. If you ever date her, you won't have to worry about money for the rest of your life anymore, Harry." "I can give that chance to you if you want," Harry replied nonchalantly. "I do want it. It's a shame that I'm not a man," Sherry said.

Before attending the party that evening, Holly and Hansel had thought a million dollars was a sky-high number. However, after learning from the man how much the mansion cost and learning of these people's status, they became greedy. “Give us a billion dollars! A million dollars won’t cut it!” At first, everyone had just been mere spectators, but some spluttered with laughter after hearing what Hansel said. They had not spent a single day raising Penny, but they wanted a billion dollars from her after their first meeting. Initially, they thought Penny was just ignoring her birth parents. It turned out she had run into a pair of parasites.

Harry hums and nods, looking away for a second as if he’s in deep thought, "So, after out fight, I got all dramatic and I returned the cards she gave me, because the money is hers and I wanted a clean cut, you know? But I really don't want to be poor, so... if you could give me some money, I'd appreciate that a lot. I'll go to work more often if you want me to." Harry just looks at me with confused eyes. "What about your trust fund? That belongs to you, not her," He says, I just blink, "I have a trust fund set for you and I've been adding more money since you started working in Horizon. Look, wait here..." He grabs his phone and walks out of the TV room, I guess he’s going to check whatever

Harry smirked. "Just because of wealth and heritage makes you like that Harry?" I said in despair and disappointment. "Haha, since you're a favorite that's why you don't understand. Don't you know that almost everything, written in Dad's will, it's all in your name! I worked hard on our business and company to rise and profit big. But hurts me knowing that Dad will almost leave the wealth all for you, I worked for our businesses and all you did was seeking pleasure, playing with girls, and spending money on nonsense things! I already killed Mom to lessen the burden. Then now someone else will share with me the wealth I'm working hard to get! " Harry shouted pointing the gun at Amber.

Percy pointed out with a grin. She notices everything. “Alright, that’s enough.” I smiled. “But he is really heavy loaded though.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “You haven’t checked the hot nigga online? He lives in one of the most richest cities in Texas. His net worth is quite heavy too.” “How much?” “Nine hundred and forty eight million dollars.” She replied. “What the hell?!” I exclaimed in shock. What the actual heck? Nine hundred and what? In million dollars? “Can a young Professor earn that?” I asked.

Harper explained, enjoying his shock. Lucas was stunned. "He's a billionaire?!" "Yes," Harper confirmed, nodding. Lucas's face fell, and he sank back into his chair, defeated. "What the fuck? I had no idea! I've underestimated him." His mother sighed, shaking her head. "You always let your pride get in the way, Lucas. You need to be more careful, especially when dealing with people like William Reign." "I mean, I know he's rich for sure. Just the price of his latest watch and his mother's limited edition handbag says it all. But I had no idea he's a billionaire," He mused, his voice filled with confusion.

Snapping his head away victoriously, Harley left with a puff of his chest and a load of pride. The girls pulled a long face upon hearing what he’d said. If they could have caught up to the running Bugatti, they would not have minded chasing after the car to hold Javier back. He was a super-rich man! Pride? What pride? Money was enough as long as they could attach themselves to him! Harley, on the other hand, was completely stunned. He had always thought that Xavier was poor, so it surprised him that the latter was actually a wealthy man. That was a 3-million-dollar Bugatti Veyron. It was…unimaginable that a rich man like that was just around him. It was awesome!

"And then, they turned around and gave their entire six-million-dollar savings to Harry. He's only 22 years old. Not only did he drop out of college, but he also spends every day clubbing. "Yet, Mom insists he gets nothing but the best real estate out there. Otherwise, he'll have no shot at finding a good wife." "Vivian, you shouldn't think that way. Your parents are just trying to do right by your Uncle Freddie." "Doing right by Uncle Freddie?" I cut her off. "He's been dead for ten years! In these ten years, Harry's tuition, living expenses, sports car—tell me, which of them hasn't been paid for by my parents?

"You want to acquire this company? What a coincidence, I'm the owner. Do you have enough money?" "It's just a small livestream company. How much could it possibly be worth? Besides, I've got plenty of cash!" Heston sneered. "Is that so? Forgive my ignorance. Who's your wealthy father?" Frederick asked, pretending to be surprised. "Hah! My dad's the richest man in Senspiras! He gave me a hundred billion to expand my business. So, what do you think? Is that enough to buy your tiny company?" Heston scoffed.

Walking into her closet ,there she planted the money into her bag and left immediately . it was already morning Harry had woken up feeling very drowsy,due to the pills last night. He kept asking himself why he felt that way knowing fully well that he was very much healthier the night before. He took it that maybe he had overworked himself at the office the previous day and tried to manage the situation. He had already taken his morning bath and wanted to go downstairs for breakfast before leaving for the office when he remembered to check on the money in his wardrobe.