Jared Smith Billionaire の小説・ストーリー

It was short and professional, but it felt real. Diana closed her eyes, feeling her chest tightening at every passing second. She expected to be afraid, but somehow, relief washed over her, knowing she was one step closer to saving her sister’s life. Diana researched the law firm and the billionaire when she received the confirmation. Theodore Smith, CEO of Smith Global, is a famous business mogul and billionaire. The name shouldn't be said lightly. Everything she found about him felt too good to be true. And every picture of him had a signature—cold.

he said nonchalantly. This fucking billionaire! After the bidding, everyone started interacting with each other. Their table was visited by many. They’re shaking hands with Clyde as if they are all amazed by what he did earlier. “You are the grandson of Antonio Smith Sr. the founder of Smith Corp. right?” one of the businessmen asked. “Yes, Sir…” “Oh! I knew it! I already suspected it after hearing your surname. Smith…” he smiled. Yvette shook some of the hands of their wives too. She always smiles and she’s nodding her head while they’re looking at her intriguingly.

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

He had just stayed in Mordu for a few days, and in that short span of time, he had quickly dealt with many wealthy families. Since he claimed Yvonne as his woman, it might as well be the gospel truth. Even the richest man in Gangnam, Jaden Smith ,couldn’t defy this young master from Wolsing. Moreover, the Smiths originally intended to ally with the Thompsons. Yvonne’s expression changed several times, but she didn’t say anything. She knew that Hector had probably caught wind of how she had paid billions of dollars as a guarantee fund to acquire the land in Lujiazui.

He has been single for five years and he loathed women who threw themselves at him. Second, Reagan Smoak. He inherited Smoak Corp from his father. He is 5’7 feet tall and he has an easygoing personality. He will be turning thirty this year and he has never been in a relationship despite his family putting him under pressure to get married. His net worth is one hundred and fifty million US dollars, and he has been doing great in expanding the family business. Third, Charles Allen. The only heir of Allen and Company Limited Company. He was once a renowned casanova in the city but that changed when he fell in love with a girl. Later, the girl dumped him because she was revenging against him for

“I know you would think this part isn’t necessary, but it is more than necessary.” How did he know I’d see it like that? “Being my contracted wife, you need to know things about me—for media purposes. You’ll be called in for interviews and events, and I don’t want us looking fake in front of the media.” Fair enough. I went straight into his bio. He attended Harvard University, United States. Graduated with first-class honors in Accounting and Economics. High school? Philips Academy Andover. Family of three. His parents died a few years ago, and he was made CEO of Armen Corps.

The meeting had gone well, and Jason had been part of it. It was something that the smith family would never allow normally. But now that they knew he was probably a rich person, they had no issues with him. Hell, lady Smith even asked him if he wanted to have a position in the company, as one of the shareholder. Jason turned her down, since he really didn't see any use in that. He was already rich, and getting shares in smith royale seemed like a waste of time he didn't have in his line of work.

“I call it business.” Leila’s jaw tightened. “Well, I’m not for sale.” His lips twitched in amusement. “Good to know.” He set his glass down with a soft clink, then reached into his jacket and pulled out a sleek tablet. He tapped the screen, then turned it toward her. Leila’s breath caught. It was a security photo. Tunde, her younger brother, shook hands with a man Leila immediately recognized as a well-known money launderer in a dimly lit café. No.

“But not to watch your show.” Vivian’s smile faltered. “I will have company.” With my rich boyfriend.” She laughed out loud, the sound echoing in the corridor. “Rich? Boyfriend?” “He is a significant business executive in New York. Heir to a substantial fortune,” I continued to lie, feeling my stomach turn. I needed her to feel a minimum of doubt. “Really?” The lines on her face drew into pure incredulity. “I am anxious to meet him.” For a moment, Vivian stood still, frozen in front of me. She was trying to assimilate the idea that I could have something of value. Then, she turned her feet and walked away, taking the news to the campus.

"I was willing to forgive you." "Forgive me?" He laughed again, louder this time. "I don't need your forgiveness, you stupid bitch. I needed your company. And thanks to those papers you signed so eagerly, I already sold it. The funds hit my offshore account an hour ago." I staggered as his words hit me hard. I refused to believe he would do something like that. "You sold Vance Inc? Brian, that was my father’s life!" "And now it's my retirement fund," he snapped without a sign of remorse.