Julian Baker Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Of course they are.” “He’s powerful,” Alexander continued. “He has allies in the media, law enforcement, and even international courts.” “Name,” she said. Alexander hesitated. “Alexander.” “Victor Hale.” The name hit her like a memory she hadn’t known she carried. “Hale,” she repeated slowly. “The philanthropist.” “Yes.” “The one who funded refugee programs. Museums. Scholarships.” “And weapons,” Alexander said. “And black sites. And assassinations.” Her chest tightened. “He attended my first exhibition.”

god, i just hope it's not what i am thinking it is. i love him. "where is sir?" i ask his personal lawyer, who was almost going to start driving back after visiting arnold. "he's at the terrace, good news ma'am, he gave you all his wealth. congratulations." he smiles and drives away as i run to the terrace while my brain is numb and feels dead. i can't form any cohorent thought. there's nobody on the terrace. there's a letter near the open ended cliff. there's a letter.

The passcode to the exclusive wing is ‘I’m blind’ and I’ll send somebody to drop off a card that you’ll need along with that to get in. And then the call ended. She had tried calling back, but it went straight to voicemail. Just as promised, she received a card from a delivery guy. She wasn’t sure why the person called for her specifically. She was a failure as a reporter and Julian...Julian Maverick was a businessman, the most successful of them all. His company established a worldwide presence and consistently topped the charts. The man was a billionaire; he walked on Gucci and spat out Balenciaga. His only flaw was the rumours that he’s an undercover thug.

He had left New York years ago and started his own multi-billion dollar business. Julian made a right turn. He could still hear the live music from the party. There were quite a few ladies at the party tonight who were attractive and available. He toyed with the idea of asking a few of them to dance. One of them was Ava Bartholomew. Ava was the youngest daughter of billionaire investor and publisher, Lester Bartholomew. She was sweet as pie, had long brown hair, had her own penthouse, she used to be a model, and she knew French fluently. He actually liked her personality, and she never acted desperate for a man. He decided to chat her up when he got back to the party. If all goes well, maybe

"Girl, you are so lucky! Oh my God, have you seen the news? Julian bought you an entire island and named it after you! He is absolutely crazy about you. I swear I'm so jealous right now!" I stopped walking. People brushed past me without a second glance, but I couldn't move. For a brief, ridiculous moment, I almost laughed. Julian. Of course he did. That was who he was. Always putting on the perfect show for the world. The devoted billionaire husband. The hopeless romantic. The man every woman dreamed of marrying. He had spent years creating that image so flawlessly that even I had believed it. I cut Paige off before she could say another word. "I'm getting a divorce from Julian."

an old man shouted, waving his fist. Josephine turned to see a sleek black Mercedes-Benz parked outside, and a tall man emerged from it. He looked composed, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit. He handed the old man a wad of cash, his expression calm but apologetic. “Is that…?” Josephine’s voice trailed off as the man approached. Becky leaned in, whispering. “That’s Julian Highlander, the richest man in town. Owns half the businesses here.” Josephine’s heart skipped a beat. Julian. The name stirred memories.

“ Just go straight to the point and tell us everything we need to know. You said we don't have much time before the CCTV comes back on “ I reminded Mr Baker. “ I married my wife as an orphan and I didn't even know her parents were rich. It was a few months after she died that I was given a call by her parent's lawyer telling me she had an inheritance left to her by her parents. I went and claimed it as her husband and that's how I acquired my wealth “ Mr Baker explained with a shrug. “ So who is the SHE that is behind all this, “ I asked the most important question that would end all this.

" he murmured. Brody and Kane have found out all the necessary info regarding Billina Bernand. "Wait, she has a daughter?" he asked startled. He never knew that this girl might be dead rich. The first female billionaire taking over the Chicago, even outside the country. She was a champion when it comes to business. "How many family members?" "She just lives with her grandmother, boyfriend and daughter." "So, a billionaire doppelganger, eh?" the smirk on his face after understanding everything was so evil. Senor let out a hearty laugh and he said, "Get me an appointment to meet this billionaire doppelganger tomorrow."

joseph spoke "We are giving you a fair choice Madison, Saul is going out of control, we can't lose our money all because of him and your pride" 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,

His hawk-like gaze was fixated on Julian like a beast eyeing its prey. A stiff, palpable tension fell over the room. Even Julian was silent as he stared at Liam, his face pale. This esteemed investor was capable of forking out 50 billion dollars at a moment's notice for a single investment opportunity, so one could only imagine how astronomical his true wealth was. What were the Yeagers compared to someone like him? Not only that but it had been rumored that Mr. Miller had ties with the legendary Wendell family. This was a man that one in their right mind would never dream of offending.