Kyle Rittenhouse Millionaire Novels & Stories

I said as I knew she stayed up just so she could help me warm the food. “Thank you, Ms.; um, the kids are asleep with Beatrice.” I nodded my head, then headed up as I took my phone from the handbag. I was very tired; it was like I hadn't slept in forever. I scrolled through my phone while walking up the stairs. I wanted to see if the media people had heard about Damian’s situation, which I knew they had, as nothing went by them; it was like they had cameras installed everywhere. “A successful lawyer and CEO of The Winters Enterprise tried to escape lifetime jail by ending his life today at...”

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

“Go check how sincere Kyle is.” Kira was curious too, so she took the bank card and checked by inserting it in the ATM, her jaw dropping when she saw the balance. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that Kyle would deposit 30 million dollars in the card. Although she had won quite a lot, the total chips had amounted to 9-10 million dollars. The sum had turned into 30 million dollars all of a sudden, which shocked her. Even her husband, Zac ‘Zodiac’ Larson, did not have 30 million dollars in assets!

Despite being a man with his lifestyle, he was not insensitive, the very idea of having killed someone and walked away without doing anything would not let him live in peace. Mason Clark, a young millionaire of twenty-five, son of one of the best families in the city, a man not so tall, but with an enviable body, since he was only dedicated to taking care of him, his presence was the most important thing, he had straight blonde hair, with honey-colored yellow eyes and snowy skin. Known in his social circle for the way he squandered his money, his generosity with his friends and especially the endless number of women who had passed through his room, he was the most sought-after bachelor in to

Angela Valdez was a gorgeous 25 year old orphan a typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness, she had recently completed her college education on that day she met Jamie St Patrick,a bold and arrogant billionaire,However in an absurd circumstance. In Las Vegas the St Patrick brothers were known as rich mean billionairs they were obscenely wealthy and ruthless. They were ruthless and deadly. Angela stood on the pedestrian lane searching for a cab it was raining outside and she wnated to go home she saw a Lamborghini approaching her at high speed, she was able to escape being hit by the auto mobile but it splattered dirt water all over her body she was so irritated and enraged

“I’ve kept her alive because a party has offered 10 million dollars for her.” “10 million dollars!!!” The man raised his voice. “Shh! Keep your voice down.” “T-Ten million dollars! Who’s generous enough to pay that much money?” “It’s a pair of father and son. They’re the owner of Ignite Construction Company.” “Ignite? Isn’t the owner in his 70s?”

"Not surprised if they swore an oath." "Alright, Justin Blade, right?" Kyle asked, bringing out a small diary from his pocket. "Yes, a media tycoon. He owns like two media houses across the state." Jodi said. "That's o...kay." Kyle stood up from his seat. "It was nice seeing and speaking to you two again. It's time to greet and old friend. Dillon would be startled as hell." "Do you think that we can trust him?" I asked Jodi the moment Kyle left

“Here’s 5000$ more, honey. I’ve heard your father was sick so I thought, I mean we thought that we could share a bit of our blessings to those people in need; especially to you, Minerva Miller.” William said as he glanced from time to time to his wife while speaking to Minerva. Minerva gave her thanks ‘wholeheartedly’. ‘I wonder what will be the payment for this help, his help,’ she thought. William Reeves is always the unlimited source of money for Rhea. That 1000$ obviously was supposed to be for the bags and shoes and apparel of Rhea but just chose to ‘give’ it to her as if she was a thoughtful woman, thoughtful mother. Pathetic.