Milliardär Novels & Stories

Madam Ritz’s mouth dropped open as she stared at the silver card in her hand. “Dustin Crawford?” she wanted to say aloud, but didn’t dare to. Her face paled as her eyes locked onto the name etched into the card. She knew exactly who he was. A close friend had once told her about this man—how he could buy an entire city with just the snap of his fingers. Eighty percent of the world’s banks were under his name. That’s why they called him “The Golden Zillionaire”—the first ever zillionaire in history, with a wealth estimated to be in the 30-digit range. Only a select few knew that truth.

"Check your messages, and then your account. There's all the time in the world." Since he was not getting away, Gashface decided to humor Jada, and the proprietors came to take a peek as well. One of them counted. "That's, one, two, three… Eight zeros?! A hundred million?!" Everyone was shocked. "Shit, the man's really someone special… He must be a billionaire!" A hundred million did not just prove Frank's financial freedom—he was no different from those capitalist magnates. After all, most companies worth a hundred million could not really fork out that much money.

“He’s still insanely wealthy probably a billionaire. Nobody gets to the level of yacht-rich without exploiting people.” Andre smiled. “You really don’t know who he is.” XXX

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.

I complain. EJ spun around and looked at me. He grinned. "Ten Million is just your coin, Sir." said the young man. I frowned. "I'm not a millionaire." "No, because you're a billionaire!" EJ's words made me want to roll my eyes. "My salary in National Geography is not that big. It's impossible to be the billionaire you're talking about," I answered. "So don't brain me." The man turned and went inside the Employee's Room. I still followed. EJ was mumbling but all I understood from what he said was "family" and "filthy rich".

The innocent got convicted, the rich walked. Holy Shit. There is really no justice in this world. Just pure chances. November 21 I guess there are some bright side to Dad’s getting away with the murder he committed. After all he is the face of our family company. If he goes to jail, the stock value would plummet, not to mention there is a possibility that he will be disinherited by grandpa. I can have access to the family trust fund only after 30. I don’t want be poor before that.

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,

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed

I'm helpless here. “Actually, that's the reason why I came here first. As I told you before, I'm neither a murderer nor am I a rapist. I have a wife and daughters, I have a mother and sisters unlike the heartless duo. I only agreed to Brianna's offer because my daughter is terminally ill and in hospital. I'm just looking for money to help sustain her and help in her treatment!” “I will do anything you ask me to do Tyson, please help me!”

Not possible. MADISON POV everywhere I saw him. He was on the billboards on the streets, he was on the television and damn he was even more handsome than he was before. I glanced at Mr Montez, he’s pacing up and down the hallway making phone calls, from a distance I could hear him yelling, "How did we get scammed ?” He lost money last night to a bad investment and now, he refuses to pay for the Birkin bag I’d ordered. He said it was too expensive and we would need the money.