Jared Smith Billionaire Novels & Stories

he extended a hand to him. He shook it firmly, “Call me Cameron, please. The pleasure is all mine.” Mr. Smith chortled lightly, “Oh, don’t be modest, Cameron. You’re a billionaire who has taken out time out of his busy schedule to be here…” He flashed his pearly teeth, “I mean, I know it’s a rare sacrifice that you’re here.” He put his hands to his chest, “The pleasure is indeed ours.” He smiled, “If you insist.”

“She deserves nothing but the best.” Beside me, my groom beamed with happiness, oblivious to the turmoil roaring inside me. I met his gaze, but I was unable to look into his eyes for more than a few seconds, feeling a pang of sadness knowing that our marriage was built on deception. Mr Anderson Shield, is the sole heir to Shield Pictures, the leading film production company in Hollywood. A man known for his dedication and charisma in the way he managed his business, the only son born to the late Mr. and Mrs Shield, founders of the lavish empire.

"Liar. DNA said—" Damien laughed, holding a drive. "Faked. Victor hid me to control you all. Now, sign the empire over, or I gut your sister." Noah circled, gun ready. "Shoot him, Ethan." But Damien hit a button screen lit: Video of them. Ethan balls-deep in Noah's ass, filthy dirty talk echoing. "Leaked from your penthouse cams. World sees the billionaire heir as a cock-hungry fag. Stock tanks." Ethan lunged, but Damien fired grazing Noah's leg. Blood sprayed. Noah dropped, cursing. "My thigh fuck!"

"Your son, for instance. Do you know what his organs are worth on the international market? His heart alone, young, healthy, perfect, untainted by any disease, could fetch three million dollars from the right buyer. His liver, both kidneys, his corneas, even his skin tissue. All together?" She smiled, and it was the most terrible thing I'd ever seen. "Let's just say I've already received several very competitive bids. There's a Sheikh in Dubai who's been waiting for a heart match for his grandson. Your Eli is perfect." My vision blurred with tears and rage so intense I thought I might vomit. "Liam signed over everything. You got what you wanted. The money, the company, all of it."

He pulled out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, and showed it to Dean. "Deleted from my local drive," Jared said smoothly. Dean let out a heavy sigh of relief, but Jared wasn't done. He stepped closer to Dean, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that made my hair stand on end. "But let me make one thing very clear to you, Dean. I don't need a picture to destroy you. I can crush your little empire. I can buy your investors, buy your bank, and leave you begging on the streets. I will show you what real ruin looks like in due time, until then, Enjoy what little time you have sitting at the top, very soon you'd be back scrubbing grease and booze off the counter."

Jocelyn’s POV Her phone rang and she immediately answered it. How dare she prioritize a random phone call over me? I am Jocelyn Gray, the great and only self-made billionaire. Well, not so much of a self-made person as my parents are already multi-millionaires. I just doubled, tripled, my income compared to theirs. “Minerva…” She didn’t budge at me and still continued to talk to that woman named Mariella. Her back is facing me just a few meters away. I wonder if I pinch her ankle, will she fall down hard? Is it enough to eliminate Darwin’s heir on her fucking womb?

Wang Juncai snorted coldly, "stay away from me. People like you don't deserve to stand beside me." Allen Peterson stepped back with a smile and walked to the other end of the box: "I want to ask you, since you say we are humble, well, I ask you, Smitth's group is now worth 6 billion. How much do you have now?" Wang Juncai was stunned and took two steps back: "hum! Even if Smith's group is worth 6 billion, what does it have to do with you? It can only represent Ava Smith's assets. You are still a poor man."

"But was it those people you wanted to protect me before?” "Of them and the countless businessmen who hate me for being a boy son of a drug addict who has come somewhere in her life," I explained in a calm tone. "When I started to undertake, it was Elide who helped me. She had inherited a fortune from her husband and some companies. She sold me one, and I made the business prosper. But, on the other hand, I found many men years ago in the same environment, who started in a less privileged way. For a long time, I had to deal with cheating and sabotage inside my own office. I was harmed several times, I had very large losses in monetary value. In the end, my competence bothered a lot of people

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.

Joey felt that Javier would not dare do that and she did not think he would win this bet either. Who was Jared? He was the heir of North-Griffin Inc! Cold, hard reality proved her wrong in an instant. Jared sprang up with a look of shock on his face. “What? My 22.5-million-dollar investment went down the drain?!” Joey could not hear what the man on the other end of the line said, but she could see Jared’s expression and hear what he said. She simply thought that Javier might have just gotten lucky.