Novel & Cerita Millionaire Shortcut

“It’s better to keep things clear even between friends. I mean, I invested a lot of time and effort into vetting and bonding with these guys.” I pouted as if my feelings were hurt. “If you believe I’m asking for too much, let’s just forget the whole thing. I’d hate for money to come between us.” “No, it’s not that. A million dollars is a lot of money. Where on earth am I going to find that kind of money?” Before Cassie could get another word out, the bullet chat jumped in with advice. [Don’t be silly, girl! It’s just a million. Sell your property, and you’re good. You’re going to regret it if you let those billionaires slip through your fingers!]

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

"Need new equipment. Same specs as last time. Deliver to my new address." Three seconds later, the response came. "Done. Three days." I sent another message to my contact in Singapore. "Secure video platform. Need it up by tomorrow. Priority." "Already on it." That was the thing about being rich. Not comfortable rich or sort of rich or my father left me a little something rich. But rich rich. The kind of rich where you do not look at price tags because the numbers stopped meaning anything a long time ago. My books had sold forty million copies. The Miracle Doctor consultations started at fifty thousand dollars and went up from there. I had offshore accounts and investment portfolios and a fi

With grad school entrance exams (GRE) looming, everyone was stressed out of their minds when Preston Lewis, the class heartthrob, announced that he'd secured a spot that let him skip the written exam entirely. He even promised he could get the same deal for everyone else. The whole class erupted in cheers and immediately launched into an excited debate over which universities they should choose. But something didn't seem right to me. I moved closer for a look and saw that the screen Preston was showing everyone was just an AI chatbot, Novi. I tried to warn them that Novi was only a chatbot, but my girlfriend, Carly Monroe, shoved me before I could finish. "Anders, you're just mad because

he asked. Eva stood still, staring at her Italian in front of him. "Yes, I am Evangelina Anderson and I am the millionaire's ugly secretary." The end.

I marveled silently at his speed, the numbers spilling from him like blood from a wound. In my last life, I'd heard Cassius was some sort of young genius version of Warren Buffet, the real Wolf of Wall Street and stuff. Guys like that existed to make money. They like money like sharks like blood. And talking about sharks, that 17% was a shark's bite, but I had no choice - my own funds were a dry well, and I needed that 8 billion like I needed air. In my previous life, I had never thought that I would need 8 billion one day. I got absolutely nothing in my bank account, and that was why that I had to figure out a way to get that 8 billion from Darrren.

"A...millionaire?" Elizabeth stepped forward and began running a finger slowly along his jawline, down his neck and over his shirt buttons. "A multi-millionaire," she corrected and began undoing his shirt buttons slowly as the news sunk in. Mike felt his mom's hands glide over his abs, up to his chest, stroking his hairs. "My baby's rich and...mmm, strong.” Mike closed his eyes and groaned. God that felt good. She began unbuckling his belt and pulled it out of his trousers in one long tug, casually dropping it to the floor. She put her face inches from his and whispered, "Say it, Mike."

asked Madame Claire, “Are you brain dead? You must have gone insane. Why don’t you just tell us that you own Thousand Miles Conglomerate? Get out of our home now before you spread your craziness around here!” Alex glared at Madame Claire. He wanted to tell her that he truly was the owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate so badly. However, even if he said it, no one would believe him, just as Dorothy thought he was crazy when he told her he had ten billion dollars. It was indeed difficult for anyone, even himself, to believe it was true.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

“I’ve got 150 million dollars in my card at the moment. I’ll add another 150 million dollars with a three-year fixed-term fund. I want you to cut off your capital chain with that nonsensical supermarket right away!” The president was dumbfounded…