Millionaire Stories Novels & Stories

Officer Miller offers his apologies before being cut off by his partner Pennet. “I’m sorry to dive into your personal life, Jessie, but I have to ask - it seems that you have funded your husband’s start-up of his career prior to his multi-millionaire status. Can you tell us how you obtained that money?” “It was an inheritance. I don’t see why that’s important,” I said, trying to keep my tone steady. My palms felt clammy against the hospital sheets, as the faint beeping of my heart monitor filled the silence that followed. “We’re going to get to that in just a moment,” Officer Miller replied, his voice calm but firm, like he was piecing together a puzzle I didn’t yet see.

Austin was the one to respond, as his parents seemed to have suddenly become tense “It's not like you've been living on the streets alone all these years. Your uncle took you in and he certainly had a lot more money saved than any of us could have imagined, as he helped you build it all. If I were you, I would mention in your speech the people who gave you everything you needed to get where you are. Not only your uncle, but also our father…” “In fact, there is this very interesting article that came out less than a year ago in Forbes, about a young billionaire who had achieved revenue records, even with a business that was still so young. I'm surprised you don't remember. It was on the cover

”I'm fine mum, it's not as bad as it seems. “But you're looking really bothered and stressed. I swear the perpetrators of this evil act will never get away with it.” His mum spat and Travis just chuckled weakly. “Mum, stop getting unnecessarily worked up over it.” He shrugged. “I know exactly how you feel, trust me… and as a successful Billionaire in the limelight, scandals are almost unavoidable..” she trailed off. “You've just got to be very careful, and ensure there are no actual cockroaches in your cupboard.”

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CHAPTER V The life of Atif’s family. Atif life is the opposite of what Aliyah have. He is consider as a young billionaire in the society where he belong. He has all possessions that needed in order to be happy or successful. Atif seemed to have everything –he is brainy, good looking, charming, and have plenty of money. His family combined fortune is derived largely from stakes held in H & A Summit, which has interests in airlines, shipping or logistics, manufacturing, distributing, marketing, telecom, banking, food, and property.

When she got one she stepped forward and introduced herself. Financial journalist. A publication I read regularly. Firm handshake. "I've been hoping to run into you," she said. "I'm working on a story." I waited. "There's something unusual happening in the private wealth space," she said. "Someone significant has been operating in this city for about eight months without leaving the kind of footprint you'd expect. A Zillionaire level individual who has gone to serious lengths to stay invisible." She looked at me directly. "Given your position I thought you might have heard something."

Aria's POV "Ms. Bennett? This is Priya Anand, I write for the Style section — do you have a comment on the piece running tomorrow?" I stood in my kitchen with the phone against my ear and Elias on my hip, and something in my stomach dropped before she'd even said what the piece was about. "What piece." "About your business funding. There's a source alleging Bennett Interiors was built on undisclosed money from your ex-husband, and that you've misrepresented your client contracts as a result. I wanted to give you the chance to respond before we go to print."

“Every record. Every payment. Every letter. If my father buried this, I want it dug up.” Grace closed the door behind her and came fully into the room. She looked older in that moment, as if the weight of an old secret had settled back onto her shoulders. “Your father handled it privately. There was a woman. She worked in one of the regional offices. She claimed she had given birth to his child and demanded recognition and support. He denied paternity. The matter was settled with a large payment and a signed agreement that she would never contact the family again. Margaret Hale took the money and disappeared. We were told the claim was false. We chose to believe it.”

Another reminder of that emptiness. “Millionaires these days,” I grin, redirecting my mind. “So poor they can’t even afford the nice security system.” “Cutting corners is how millionaires become millionaires.” “Hey now,” I want to look at him, but I can’t peel my eyes from the screen, trying to read their lips. “Not all millionaires climb to the top on the backs of others.” “You and Az can hardly say you’re anything more than commonfolk,” that pulled a real laugh from me. “Your disposal money is filtered into anywhere but your pocket.”

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.