Millionaire Shortcut Novels & Stories

Miranda tried negotiating with him to increase the rate by a little bit, and he accepted it. Using the same tactic, Miranda went to two other banks and deposited ten million dollars in each of them, managing to get interest rates that were higher than the previous bank she went to each time. Finally, Miranda walked out of the last bank as the new owner of three black cards with 30 million dollars' worth of savings and 20 million dollars' worth of liquid cash funds. "I guess this breakup was worth it after all." She'd become a millionaire overnight. Then, Miranda walked past an extremely popular hair salon and went in. She signed up for their membership, which was worth 2,000 dollars. She was

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.

Jayden spat, his face filled with hate, grief, and spite and Aiden's face turned rigid. "Firstly I don't expect you to listen to me, heck I don't even want you to. Because I'd love everything in me for you to go missing as a result of contacting my wife. But also, listen up. Who gave you the idea that I'm a millionaire, it's a billionaire. Get your facts straight." Aiden warned. He pondered what on Earth made people think he was a millionaire and each time he was called a millionaire, it got him offended. Being a millionaire meant that he was just so close to his thousands which he wasn't and wouldn't be in years to come.

Even though I have gone through all this trouble, there are still parts of me that fear that my parents will find some loophole to take everything. Megan Jones is a Wall Street wonder kid who made a million dollars in her first year of trading. She also pulled all of that money out of her trades and put it into savings accounts that continue to add money to her account. She also still trades and has made half a million this year.

She explains why boosting her supernatural being. "Alright….. can….. gush this is just so unbelievable for me to hear Ma….. I mean if I get that money then I would become the richest woman in the entire world….. and beside fuck love". I said, before arranging my hair. "Alright, can I get a million dollars every month if I don't contact Edward?". "Is that all?. Like don't you have any other special tips?". She asked, and she was smiling wide for real. "Hmm….. that's all ma!". I started before standing up from my seat. "Let's call it a day then".

Well, the girl thought it was more difficult than a mouse. "How?" Tangerine asked Uno. "I learned how to change old money to a new one, now I got millions." The young man answered. Wait what? Are you millions? Why is there so much old money that this person has to make millions of his money and your resort quickly? "No one told me that the currency of my money was way too expensive, the value was too high, I almost drowned in the amount." It's boasting.

Knowing this, Nevaeh has impressed me on different levels. I knew that Mason Miller had a second daughter who I seriously thought would be like her older sister. Her older sister was a well-known model, but she was also known in the business industry as somehow who was cunning and manipulative. She has been seen with plenty of business bachelors which were new faces in the business industry. However, the very confusing thing was that after a couple of months the new faced bachelors suddenly became bankrupt overnight and she dumped them and moved onto her next prey as nothing had happened.

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.

Her fashion and makeup line will boost it. “Was this what you expected of your future? Our future?” A bitter taste fills my mouth, I close my eyes. I don’t like the turn of this conversation. Fortunately for me, El is not interested in my reply. “When I was younger, I used to tell Ma I will get on Forbez list.” My hand closes over my phone, I tap on the screen and point it at her. The screen illuminates her face, she sticks her tongue out. “Billionaire under thirty.”

Mandie said I smiled and began explaining the fake platform. “It is this way…. if you invest a particular amount of money, you will get ten times the money you invested for example if you invest 1 million, you will get 10 million and so on." “What! are you sure of what you are saying?"Claire asked with her eyes wide as saucers. “Of course, I have no reason to lie to you guys. It is the secret of my wealth, I do not make money only from modeling," I replied.