Julian Baker Billionaire Novels & Stories

From everything they had, they added them together, sharing them among their grandchildren, Callahan, Carson, Connor, Cassius, Cleopatra, and Claire. Doctor Sarah was a senior gynecologist/obstetrician at the Blades Hospital, while Juliet was the CEO of the Julie entertainments. She had the biggest casino and clubs in New York. Having inherited her father’s fortune after he passed away four months ago, she was a billionaire. Ariana was the CEO of a multinational chain of businesses. Everything Caddaric had which was not directly linked to the Blades, he transferred to her name. As such, her net worth was over 200 billion.

I just stared at her—my best friend, looking so damn happy that I'm finding it hard to believe whether this is all an act. "I'd really love to meet that man of yours." My voice was totally a doubting one. She stood up slowly, flipping her hair over her shoulder, smiling wider. “Girl, he’s so hot. And he’s a fucking billionaire. You’re gonna freak when you see him.” I forced this weak scoff, trying to act like I wasn’t impressed by money. I mean, I wasn’t—being the wife of a billionaire myself—Leon’s family has plenty. Bella leaned against the makeup table, her arms loosely crossed, still beaming. “He’s the CEO of HK Group. Julian Hong-Knight.”

Her eyes were wide, and her lips had turned deathly pale. "You..." She stared at Julian as if she was looking at a ghost. "You...!" She repeated the words several times, but nothing else escaped her lips. H-How did he know about that? When had he found out?! "I'm not stupid, Kayla," Julian said. In fact, he was a rather intelligent man. After all, he controlled a significant portion of Richburgh's and even the country's economic lifeline. He had grown his business empire to a terrifying extent.

As she towel-dried her hair, she walked up behind Julian and asked, "What are you talking about?" Julian closed his laptop, stood, and took the towel from her hand. "We were talking about how you're about to become rich." Sydney froze and let him dry her hair. "What?" "In a couple of days, you'll be one of the Hutton Group's major shareholders," Julian said with a smile.

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.

I turned the handle slowly, careful not to make any noise, and pushed it open just a crack to sneak a glance. There he was. Julian stood in the middle of the room, his back partially turned to me. His posture was tense, his voice steady but firm as he spoke. A few men were standing around him, all in formal suits, nodding as they listened to him. I blinked, unable to move, unable to think. My Julian. The man I’d spent so much time with. The man who had supported me, comforted me, and believed in my dreams. He was the secret billionaire everyone had been talking about? The one sponsoring charities, helping the needy, all while staying completely hidden from the public eye?

Oh my God, it’s so big! Julian followed behind and I heard him chuckle. ‘‘You’re the daughter of Victor Wheeler, one of the richest businessmen in the country. Haven’t you been on a plane before?’’ His question made me freeze momentarily. He knew me, that meant he saw my name and face on social medias. I put a smile on my face as I turned to face him. ‘‘Aren’t you afraid of me, Julian?” I didn’t expect the words that came out of my mouth.

“Though I doubt that’s the kind of attention you want.” Or maybe, I thought, it wasn’t Julian standing next to her that bothered him— but the fact that it wasn’t him. “Tonight’s summit brings together leaders across industries,” Fiona continued smoothly, her voice carrying across the room. “Many of whom are multi-disciplinary talents…” She turned slightly, gesturing toward Julian. “Like Julian Hawthorne—former professional hockey player, now one of the youngest billionaires on the Forbes list, and the largest sponsor of this summit.” A ripple of quiet admiration moved through the crowd.

I waited for a minute and she slept off. ** My name is Julian Holland and I am a popular actor. I am the CEO of the biggest entertainment agency in London, Empire entertainment, and I am a billionaire in my own right. Unlike the several billionaires in London, I didn't become one by means of inheritance. In fact, I grew up as an orphan. I was abandoned as a baby and as for my parents, I never got to know them. I grew up in an orphanage and my journey to success and stardom was from scratch.

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.