Mr Harris The Ugly Billionaire Novels & Stories

“I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.” I stare at him, shocked. “You seem surprised. Why?” “That you so casually admit to immoral and illegal practices.” “All billionaires are ugly human beings, Star. When you see a billionaire receiving an award, or being applauded for his admirable philanthropy, don’t be fooled. His efforts have nothing to do with charity. Billionaires are hungry people. Always wanting more and more. But after one becomes a billionaire there’s only ultimate power and

“Temporary? Ha! You’ve been saying that for months. I’m not keeping you around for free. The bank doesn’t care about your excuses, and neither do I.” “Come on Mr Harris, I can’t just leave in a week!” I shouted, my voice thick with emotion. So much for trying to settle this gracefully “What do you want me to do? Where am I supposed to go?” “Not my problem,” he said flatly. “I’ve got a ton of people looking for a place, and you’re not the only tenant here. I blew up all my chances on you Scarlett. Either you pay rent or go home to where ever the fuck you came from"

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.

Sabrina’s POV The event was broadcast live on all the major TV stations in the city, with Mr Harrington unveiling his $500 million project. I sat in the living room with popcorn, my eyes glued to the TV. “These people are fucking wealthy!! $500 million for charity? That is insane,” Bree said, digging her hand deep into my popcorn. “Well, good for them,” I replied dismissively. “Wait… isn’t that the guy hitting on you?” “Jace Harrington?”

“You weren’t going to come with us willingly. Besides, Mr. Harrington gave orders” “Mr. Harrington?” “ Christian Harrington. The only heir to the Harrington empire” “This must be a joke” I blink at him. Christian Harrington? The Christian Harrington? The invisible billionaire no one has actually seen? He rarely appears in public. No one even knows what he looks like. And out of over 300 million people in this country, I somehow ended up on the radar of the only heir to one of the five most powerful families in America? “ Here” He drops a brown envelope on my laps and orders one of the other men to untie me.

A sly smile appeared on Harris’ face. After that, Harris looked at Tyr arrogantly. “Kiddo, you’ve got some skills. However, this is Milan. I warn you not to be too confident. Are you Miss Zea’s boyfriend? Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Harris Hubert. I am a friend of Kennedy Rossi, the head of one of the six biggest families in Milan. Since Mr. Rossi wants to sleep with your girlfriend, I must take her to him. If you don’t wish to die, please step aside. Of course, if Mr. Rossi is pleased with your girlfriend, we would give you a handsome amount of money as a reward!” Harris said.

Harris’s home in the capital was located near Sky Harmoney Villa! And the Brabus off-road vehicle in front of them was worth more than 15 million. The Juneau license plate on it was even more extraordinary! It seemed that Harris’s situation wasn’t as simple as he had initially thought—he was not just moderately wealthy. However, Harris did not say much about it. After opening the car door for Liam, he warmly invited him inside. "Grandmaster Burrey, when did you arrive in the capital? Why didn’t you tell me in advance?"

Mark had optimistically thought that $750,000 could last until Arianne gave birth to the child, but he thought wrong. To get that much money in one go was to compel a man to lose all of his sensibilities. Harris, already a disgustingly greedy man, managed to lose every single penny in a series of gambling fiascos. After a night of spectacular losses, the broke man came back knocking on Mark’s door like a soulless husk.

SOPHIA The woman was wearing an elegant burgundy dress, with her dark hair swept up in a knot. She smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. “Mrs. Marchetti,” Big Mike greeted, sounding instantly respectful. This was Mrs. Marchetti? No wonder even Big Mike was scared of her. There was an icy air about her, and even her husband didn't inspire such dread in my heart. “I asked a question? What is happening here?” Mrs. Marchetti repeated, her eyes fixed on Big Mike's.

Daniel said loudly when we reached the table. “If it isn’t the billionaire husband.” Vanessa’s eyes shifted toward me. The hatred in them was unmistakable. “Still playing dress-up as Mrs. Wolfe?” she sneered. I ignored her. Alexander looked at Daniel calmly. “You look relaxed.” Daniel laughed. “I should be. I just withdrew ten million dollars today.” Vanessa giggled beside him. “You should have seen the bank manager’s face.” My stomach twisted. They actually thought they had won. Alexander pulled out a chair and sat down slowly across from Daniel.