Jared Smith Billionaire Novels & Stories

She still had enough time to refresh her body in a warm bathroom that fit the cold weather today, before heading to her new workplace. Today is her first day within the Al Matthew Industrial Group. This giant group whose branches are all over Europe. She was finally able to be one of them. After two years of hard work, she has obtained certificates of experience that qualify her to reach that group. She has the job of special secretary to the group's chief executive Adam Matthew. The single billionaire, as the newspapers call him, is, despite skipping 30 years, and with so many rumors haunting him about his multiple women's relationships and being a first-class female visitor.

“3 billion dollars.” “3.3 billion dollars.” The competition became less fierce after this. “3.5 billion dollars.” “4 billion dollars.” “4.1 billion dollars.” “4.3 billion dollars.” Finally, Jonathan placed his bid, and everyone quieted down in helplessness. “10 billion dollars.” The private collector who had offered 200 billion dollars to Liliana a few years back provided 15 billion dollars. Jonathan smiled at him, “20 billion dollars.” Everyone there knew that the CEO and President of the Smith Group, Jonathan Smith was exceedingly wealthy and ruthless. He always got what he wanted.

another shareholder said "I domt know what you all want me to say, put yourself in my shoes, what would you do if you found yourself in this situation, I know many of you know me as a billionaire but I wasnt born rich unlike a lot of you, I was born poor, every thing I have right now is all because of my hard work, I began this company from strach, even when no one believed in me, I believed in myself and gave my all to see the success of this company, Now you all tell me if its right for me to give it up after everything I habe done so far" as Mr madison finished his speech, The people I'm the room exchanged looks, they all seemed to feel sorry for him, He like the looks on their faces, exc

Out of place. The door opened. The man who stepped out did not belong to her world. He wore a dark tailored coat, sharp lines, and quiet confidence. Silver cufflinks caught the weak winter sun. His posture was controlled, his expression unreadable. He moved like someone who had never been told no. Isabella recognized him instantly. Alexander Voss. The billionaire heir to Voss Enterprises. The man splashed across every headline since his father’s death three days ago. Rumors followed him like shadows, whispers of power, inheritance, and a will with unusual conditions.

I glared at her when she added that. “Look,” she sighed, “I didn’t expect him to be here so soon. I was gonna tell you. Really.” I stared at my mom in disbelief and said nothing to her. “He is Jason Smith. Hope you have ever heard of him. He is one of the known billionaires”, She continued to speak as we walked to the car. “Its fine”, I shrugged my shoulders then entered in the car. While seated in the car, I didn’t say anything. I instead listened to my music till we reached.

I'm not surprised when I typed in the name, and my screen was filled with his pictures and events that happened because apparently I'm the only one that doesn't know who Ryder Smith is. If I'm not mistaken which I don't think I am after taking out my time to search every hook and crook of my screen, Ryder Smith happens to be the son of the multibillionaire, Zayn Smith. Zayn Smith is the owner of Smith's worldwide, the company that has been passed on from generations, and yet remains one of the most famous company all over the world.

She was being mocked or pitied and she did not want any of these. So, she left. She left the city and all it's people back. ....After three months... "It's been three months since the death of the only heir of the multibillion dollar X complany. The chairman and the grandfather of the deceased Gael Greyson donated a huge amount to many charities. Gael Greyson was ...." The Tv was turned off showing that the person was the not anymore interested in knowing about the case. It's been three months but still this news was everywhere and on every channel.

Taking out his phone, Carl dialed an unknown number, and the call went through. “Get me a report on a girl leaving at Dax’s house.” “What’s her name?” “I don’t know, you figure it out.” Carl cut the call, placing it back in his pocket. Gazing back at the view out the window, he reminisced at the view of the world below his feet. He was at one of the tallest buildings in the city, located in the busiest of streets. This was the place the Hughes family had laid their foundation— his foundation. And for generations, they had ruled the business world as high-class socialist, quite adept in politics too.

Alexander Ian is a handsome billionaire, 6'5ft tall, Ocean blue eyes, sharp jawline and a perfectly built body structure with abs, Alexander is 27 years who didn't feel the warmth of a family, a very cold business man who have vowed never to get married after his ex-girlfriend did a terrible thing to him. ********** The noise of pages turning was the only sound heard in the room until there was a sigh. It was a sign of tiredness that had left his lips, unable to take in the situation.

She could not deny how devastatingly handsome he was, Ava scrolled down some more and the more she read the more her eyes widened. By the time she was done, Ava was staring at the man behind the wheel, mouth agape while he fought back a smile. "Now that we got that out of the way, tell me about yourself" Conan spoke up, snapping her out of her dazed look. Ava coughed not wanting to think about the zeros she saw on his net worth, she tried to focus on their conversation and not on the fact that she was riding with a billionaire. She'd slept with a fucking billionaire!