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"Okay, I'm very satisfied. I will rate you five stars." Joel was delighted with Primrose's reply, hugging her even tighter. Primrose suddenly remembered something, tilted her head to the left, and asked Joel. "I've just forgotten to ask, what do you do for a living?" Primrose doesn't want to get involved with billionaires; they're too egotistical and like to do their own thing, at least not everyone she's met before. Not to mention, those people, because they have a lot of money, often like to do meaningless things, like finding ways to meet Primrose after a one-night stand, which is against her rules.

“By the way,” “What?” “Do you happen to know Matthew Zarsuelo?” He froze mid-step, eyes widening. “Matthew Zarsuelo? Don’t tell me, he’s the guy we talked about last night?” I nodded. “Yes. The one who owns a company.” “Shit, you really dug your own grave.” he muttered. “Is he one of the evil rich?” My stomach tightened. Is that why he wants me to work for him? Revenge? “He’s not that bad,” Lyndon said. “But he’s one of the youngest multi-billionaires in the country. He owns Grand Finance.”

She moved over to see what her friend was up to. “Fuck!”. Aria exclaimed. With just a single name search on the browser, loads of information on Noah Sanchez flooded in. He was topping the chart on America’s ten most promising CEOs. He was first on New York’s wealthiest young billionaires list and the owner of Infinity.Co and Infinity Jewels. Lola’s eyes narrowed and she took the phone from Aria, not believing her eyes. She had guessed Noah Sanchez must be wealthy last night but she never thought he was crazily-crazily rich.

The screen shifted to a photograph. The same man. The same sharp jaw. The same dark, unreadable eyes. The same presence that had made her spine tighten with awareness. Her neighbor. The billionaire next door. Zayrielle stared, her heart pounding. This wasn’t just wealth. This was power—the kind that crushed people without ever touching them. The elevator dinged. She stepped inside, her thoughts racing. So that’s who he was. Which meant the men in suits. The tension. The warning. It all made sense.

The moment her eyes read the embossed lettering, her heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Fernando Castello Ortega Chief Executive Officer, Castello Group Aixa covered her mouth. Her body swayed, and she nearly collapsed onto the wet asphalt. Fernando Castello Ortega? The richest billionaire in Spain, whose business empire stretched across almost all of Europe? Aixa had heard his name countless times in financial newspapers at university and on television news broadcasts. He was known as a ruthless, cold-hearted business king who never forgave even the smallest mistake. His face was rarely seen by the public because he guarded his private life fiercely.

The second entry: Ethan Carter. Ethan Carter, Male, Alpha, Silvercrest Holdings. Estimated Net Worth: Over 15 Billion Credits. Contact Path: Restricted. My face flushed with a mix of heat and shame. "Is Ethan... really that wealthy?" I asked, taking a sip of water to steady my trembling hands. "That’s a conservative guess. His actual hoard is likely much larger," Brandon answered confidently. "He built Silvercrest Holdings right as the digital age hit the Kingdom. Every time someone in Valeria logs onto the network or watches a hockey stream, he gets a cut. He is the economy."

, Justin asked. " Oh sorry, where are my manners?", the voice said, " my name is Tristan Kelly, the current CEO of Kelly Medicals and the heir to the billion-dollar conglomerate, Kelly Group", he said. " Oh, I never thought I'd meet you. I know your dad. We've done business together, and I'm guessing you're the Playboy, drug-loving son, he keeps on whining about", Justin said.

"Father, it's gone. The investors left. "Overnight." Across from him, Theodore studied the figures with curious eyes. Alistair's jaw clenched. The transaction had been in the works for months, with billions in future income and carefully planned partnerships. Now it's all over. "They didn't walk," he remarked. "They were pushed."

As the search results appear, my jaw drops, and my eyes widen like saucers. Meet Noah 'EN’ Taylor, the son of Jude Taylor, a billionaire who has held an oil block since the early 1980s. Not only does his father own a conglomerate of comoanies, spanning across America and various Asian countries, but his mother, Helen Taylor, is an accomplished individual herself. She retired as a Professor, she held the prestigious position of America’s ambassador to Egypt.

Julie proudly announced. There were murmurs among the guests who heard Julie’s announcement. Who were the Elon family of the Capital? But the most prestigious family. One who had more wealth than all the families put together and the power to back it up. They were the owners of Elon Trust here in Swanville and Elon Conglomerate in the Capital, not to mention the World known businesses throughout. Is he married into the Weston family? When did this happen? Those who knew the story only knew that Blake owned Express Delivery and that Mr. Fredrik Wilson, Joan’s deceased husband, had run for many years.