Novel & Cerita Is Tony Stark A Billionaire

Chloe asked with a confused face, while Mia frowned as well. "You know him?" Mia asked back, and Chloe rolled her eyes at her innocent question. She surely was unaware of the world. "Mia, he's 'The Alexander Ian', the Billionaire; the owner of Ian's company." Chloe explained, and Mia had her mouth hung open. Was he that famous?, she thought. "Why didn't you tell me before? What if the media comes to know about this contract? What about me? This orphanage? Everything will be exposed, she panicked and Chloe gave her a helpless look".

Kyunghee asked with his evil grin. "Sorry, I don't know sir? Do you want to tell me?” “Hmm, since you asked it directly, fine, I'll tell you now. So, I'm going to tear down this old building soon, and then with the funds from Lee Corp, I'm going to build the biggest ecstasy factory in Asia. Then I will make super tight security around this area so that no police can sniff it. I already know our police general well, so licensing and other matters will be easier. He wouldn't dare to interfere with my business, because I knew his dirty secret. Wasn't my idea brilliant, Mr Jung?"

But not me. Definitely not me, I believe that even the most flawless person in the world has one mole. That means that this billionaire is no exception. That billionaire is Allistair Montero. The multi-billionaire that owned several businesses that you wouldn't even notice, the food you're eating is from one of his restaurants or maybe one of your cars are from one of his car companies. It's strange how he's so rich when his family just owned the sugar-milling industry ages ago. That means something must be happening. I existed to find that secret out and expose it to the people.

About her being a debt payment to a billionaire and the new villains that entered her life, I just let her voice it all out. I always wanted to tell her that…why not just me? I have a couple of money. I was born with a silver spoon and ten million dollars is just equivalent to cents for me. Being rich is a part of my name, of being me. Although she knew that, she only sees me as a person that is always to be approached during difficult times and to be approached if she’s feeling happy and needs someone to have a coffee with—I am just a friend. I tried so damn hard to express what I feel, what I truly am. That I am not just a beautiful woman, but also a woman who seeks to be with a gorgeous y

“Your father must be really proud.” Gabriel nodded, but his expression remained passive. “I guess.” During my probation with Mr. Stark, I’d always wondered which family he came from, so I did a little research—something everyone could find on the internet. Gabriel Stark got his MBA at Harvard, and his father was none other than Elazar Stark—the Chairman of Stark Group, a multinational conglomerate based in New York. It encompasses numerous associated businesses, most of which were joint under the Stark brand. He was one of the richest men in America. However, his second son, Coulson Stark, joined his brother in the thriving apparel brand, which was, of course, founded by Gabriel. They have a

It's impossible to miss his hotness factor. There's no doubt about it, Vincent Valiant is one of the hottest rich men in America. He may be a Warren Buffett in investing and Bill Gates in technology, but he is a Robert Downey Jr. in looks. Some girls have all the luck. As with most beautiful people, word on the street is he's a major dick. Ruthless in business, little is known about his personal life because it's said he doesn't have one. But can you blame the man? It takes a lot of work to build a corporation as large as his in only ten years. You don't become a billionaire at age thirty-two by playing nice and cutting checks.

Stark leaned back in his chair, crossing his own arms, and glared at her before saying, "A good thing going? Do you think I am a fool, Maria? You only come here when your father has plundered my money and I am hot on his ass. Then you bride me with your body to buy him some time, and then I get bewitched into giving him more loans... more money that he can not pay!" "I thought you were a businessman, Mr. Stark?" Maria snapped, frowning. "Why are you so angry about this? You were fine with our arrangement." "Do you know how much your father owes my company? Fifty million! This little arrangement of us is not worth that amount. You are not worth that kind of money, so plans have changed. I ref

"If Mr. Cooper was the one who had gotten your help, you must know something about the business world. "The Starks are filthy rich. Their businesses range from finance to entertainment, as well as property. Besides that, there's also Stark Medical. It's Capital City's leading medical equipment company. It's rumored to be worth billions. They also have a research center under their umbrella known as Bactria Technology that focuses on genetics…" Esther kept explaining. She seemed to know them very well. "Hadley's mother is the wife of a high-ranking government officer. Don't even think about doing anything to him!"

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

“Stop vexing for me. You know I didn't say that on purpose.” “Are you kidding me right now?” Idara grimaced, flinging the newspaper to the sofa. “Like, guy, you literally called me a broke lady to my face. What's that? Like, who does that?” Yomi facepalmed, attempting to speak. “Maybe because your parents are rich and you have some cash in your pockets, that's why you feel you've arrived.” Idara spoke fast, eyeing him badly. “I don't blame you sha, Tony Stark.”