Million Dollar Wealth System Novels & Stories

“While I didn't know you in the past, I can see that you really did change.” “People tend to change after suddenly becoming rich.” “No,” she corrected calmly. “Money only exposes what was already there.” That response made Adam pause briefly. Because deep down, he knew she wasn’t entirely wrong. The arrogance existed long before the System appeared. He had only suppressed or due to his situation. The System had merely given it room to grow. Melissa studied him for another moment then sighed softly. “You’re serious about Havenridge?” “Yes.” “You actually think you can turn it around?”

My eyes widened, lips parted, and my ears want to clap. One million dollars! I will never deny that I am in need of money right now and it sounded so good, but heck! I will never get married for just that amount of money! I will never give up my whole life just to get that amount! I crossed my arms and sarcastically laughed. "Ha! One million dollars to get married?" I shook my head. "I will not stoop that low, Uno. Giving up my whole life for that small amount will never be a wise decision!" I huffed in anger and pursed my lips.

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

All he knows is an adopted child when his adoptive parents tell stories. “Thank you, Dad, I just didn't think that all this time, I had turned out to be a billionaire!” William said proudly. “Yes, this is how Dad is now, your Grandpa and Grandmother have owned Albert's company from the beginning. So, when they die, Dad will inherit everything, now I will leave it to you! Tomorrow we will go to the office together,” said Mr. Joyce, who took the rice and put it down. On William's plate.

About her being a debt payment to a billionaire and the new villains that entered her life, I just let her voice it all out. I always wanted to tell her that…why not just me? I have a couple of money. I was born with a silver spoon and ten million dollars is just equivalent to cents for me. Being rich is a part of my name, of being me. Although she knew that, she only sees me as a person that is always to be approached during difficult times and to be approached if she’s feeling happy and needs someone to have a coffee with—I am just a friend. I tried so damn hard to express what I feel, what I truly am. That I am not just a beautiful woman, but also a woman who seeks to be with a gorgeous y

Matthew replied, “In the past, my parents had high expectations for a future daughter-in-law, however, since my accident, they just needed me to open my heart and get married.” I nodded slightly, not asking any more questions. I looked out of the car window and saw a lavish old mansion that could only be seen on TV. In my heart I let out a sigh, there were people who had so much money that they couldn't spend it all while others were always struggling with money problems. Looking at their family's lavish mansion, I feel heartbroken again. The money to build that mansion was enough for so many poor girls like me to go to school.

- "Yes, of course I do, I still trusted the insurance of the hundred thousand dollars, but I see that there is no money. "Mariane, a hundred thousand dollars, that's nothing to that guy, he's a tycoon, his parents are well-known billionaires from a country insurance company, the guy has more money than you and I will ever see in this life after living it a hundred times a woman." Think about what we can get out of this situation, think big. "We could blackmail him, I don't know, we'll ask him for a lot of money for not telling Sara the truth. - No woman! That guy must have something bigger that we can take advantage of, although we can call him and know what his intentions are.

No matter how long I had lived in New York, it would never really be home. It was weird to think I was a billionaire now. When I had helped Uncle Dean run the company, I’d had a taste of the lavish life my dad had lived, but I had never had as much money as he had. He’d left me the company, but his money had gone to charities. Now that I had sold the business to Uncle Dean, I had so much money, I could drown in it.

"I've already started dealing with the Jordans. What are your thoughts on that?" I paused as I was momentarily thrown off. I had almost forgotten about them. The thought of the Jordans made me frown. "I cut ties with the Jordans a long time ago." He nodded in acknowledgment. That was not what I meant either. I was talking about my 30 billion! No one was going to stop me from getting rich! Seeing the confusion on their faces, I excitedly rubbed my hands together. "When are you transferring my 30 billion?" The room instantly fell silent. As the three exchanged glances, I started to panic. "You're not thinking of backing out, are you?"

I gasped, blinking disbelievingly. Mr. Stevens cleared his throat. "Mr. Montero was a very wealthy man, Miss Mills. A billionaire to be exact. And before his untimely death, he left a sizable sum to you." My knees tried to go out from underneath me, and I leaned against the doorframe to stay upright. A billionaire? Torin? How the hell—the man I knew lived in a compound, not a mansion. He rode a motorcycle, not flew in a private jet. "How… How much?" I managed to croak out.