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Ethan Cole stood out on the balcony of their huge island villa, the spot they'd run to for their honeymoon after Richard's bloody end. Waves crashed below in a steady rhythm, kind of like the pounding of his heart from last night's wild session. The merger had turned Cole Hale into a massive trillion-dollar company, with stocks flying high and the board fully on board. Down below, Alex splashed around in their private pool with Elena, her baby bump shining under the sun. Noah came out from inside, his swimsuit hanging low on his hips, the outline of his cock tempting through the fabric, and a towel thrown over his shoulder. "The kid's asking for you. Says he wants to build sandcastles with h

She whispered in shock, "Marcelo, are you out of your mind? The winery, at its best, is worth half a billion!" Five hundred million, not another cent more! Marcelo, noticing Renee’s grip on his sleeve, chose not to ask her to let go. "Mrs. King, consider this as me letting you know that I am a billionaire so spend my money." Renee was speechless, her earlier attempts at inflating auction prices paling in comparison to Marcelo’s lavish expenditure. She knew he was wealthy because he owned KM Group but a lot of people didn’t know that and so they often underestimated him.

To acquire such power requires travelling a difficult route, yet he had done it in a manner that not only filled him with pride but also filled his people with pride in him. This is Steve Darlene, the youngest billionaire in all of Perth and Fremantle combined. Even though his name is always included on the billboard chart as the most successful businessman, no one has ever seen his face. Even Steve's employees don't know who Steve is; he keeps his identity a secret.

Absolutely foul. [Why is this how I started my morning? Unsubscribe.] [Renee and Joel belong together—both trash. Let them rot.] Joel's face went pale, but he powered through the full two hours. Next day? Crowd was back early, waiting like it was prime-time drama. The second he went live, he dropped the bait: "One million dollars for any idea that'll help me win her back." At first, people thought he was bluffing—but with Fenwick money? They weren't so sure.

“Pressure? I buy him designer clothes and luxury cars. What kind of pressure would he have?” Joel’s face turned red, veins bulging at his temples as he spat, “Don’t think I don’t know you bought all those things on loans to keep up appearances, and you’ve been trying to tie me down with them!” ... He paused, his voice filled with disdain. “You’re nothing more than the charity case Esther’s family sponsored. She told me everything. I just didn’t want to embarrass you.” I lifted my head, staring at Esther in disbelief, and asked slowly, “Are you sure I’m the one on a scholarship that your family funded?”

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We hadn’t been the big brains or future Olympic champions, we were just a crew of good guys, tough guys who knew that we weren’t going back to where we came from, each and every one of us had made a name for ourselves in atypical ways, not by any means your average Harvard graduate who becomes an investment banker. Jasper Colden had created an international construction empire for himself, the sharp brain that he is had catapulted him into becoming a billionaire, he did not stop there, he ventured into the fashion industry too, creating the biggest clothes brand in the world. Jacob Stelfen had turned his flying lessons into one of the hottest low-cost airlines in the country, had thousand of

He said as he raised the cup to his lips. “He needed his inheritance. And a hundred thousand dollars was literally nothing to a billionaire like him.” I said nonchalantly and he spewed out the coffee in his mouth. “He's a billionaire?” He asked in surprise and I nodded quickly. “That man that you just called shabby and weak is Owen Walker, the richest billionaire in the whole of Michigan. He owns the biggest entertainment industry here!” I exclaimed and he stared at me with his mouth wide open. “The Ws? Are you serious?” He asked in disbelief and I nodded.

The very next morning, the news that Jordan had donated a billion to the Children's Fund shot to the top of the trending topics in Dragon Capital. Jordan, Chairman of the Callahan Group, was a hit. [Wow! The Callahan family is seriously rich, a billion! Is money that easy to make?] [They're a big company, and the richest man in Eastwyn, making money and giving back to society, a good person. I respect him.] The internet was buzzing with excitement.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."