Multimillonario Novels & Stories

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.

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.

He checked his cell phone and realized he had several missed calls from his older brother, Bruno. Bruno Hoffmann was the eldest of the three sons of the owner of the Einsam club empire. Years before in New York, he had created the first hotel and club Seasons, which had gained fame among the high society. It was a peculiar and intimate place, known for its extravagance and psychedelic atmosphere. Admission to this club required a six-month wait and an exhaustive investigation of the person, including high-ranking individuals, millionaires, and powerful sheikhs.

A man well sculptured by God and perfect in every angle. "It's a lie. S..such men don't exist." I find myself talking with my voice slightly hoarse. "What do you mean it's a lie?! Look at this.. Multi-billionaire Wesley Cooper with a seven hundred billion dollars conglomerate that consists of companies, enterprises, hotels and resorts, industries and corporations all around the world... One of Earth's most eligible and droolworthy bachelor.. American's number 1. Playboy.. Businessman in the day.. Devil in the night..

I grinned, leaned forward, and whispered it aloud, my voice slinking around the numbers like silk. “Four hundred million dollars.” The sound of it made me giggle, an almost giddy sound bubbling out of me. I swayed in my seat, tipsy not from the wine but from the intoxicating thought of my extra wealth. Four hundred million. Mine. Every penny of it ripped from under Marcelo Bernardo’s nose. Marcelo. The great, merciless mafia lord. So feared. So respected. And yet, his bride-to-be had stripped him bare without him even realizing it. The irony was delicious.

"That is way more complicated!" "I can handle complicated Solano," "Ok. When I'm out alone, the only thing that can be gotten out of it are stories about another widower billionaire in mourning or stuff?" "Wait! Did you just say billionaire?" "Honey you should know that." Solano said with a sly grin. "I knew you're rich but billionaire?" "What did you think multimillionaire meant?" "Having lots of millio... Oh! I get it now." "Maybe I should get you a tutor too." He joked,

It was not just his imagination, he had really said those words. He had never witnessed this kind of audacity even back in his billionaire circle in Miami. Heck, not even in the Mafia. “Dante group is one of the biggest in the country. We recently crossed one billion dollars. You would get a nice slice of that,” Cassio said. “You look like an exposed man. So you understand the significance of this.” He would have laughed if he was not so furious. One billion dollars? Primrose stood up. “See you in the car, Simon.” She said, and strolled out.

But in comparison, he had about two billion dollars while the poorest of Romeo's friends had about forty billion. How would he get over thirty eight billion dollars to defeat that person first? Then Andrew Malhotra, his wealth was almost hundreds of billions. His net worth in total was apparently ninety seven billion. How was he supposed to beat that too? From two billion to one hundred billion, was that even a journey possible in a period of a few weeks? Even if he became an armed robber, he couldn't make it. Then he didn't even want to think of Romeo. The Armani family were more popular than other billionaires because they were the first and only family in the entire city to be so close in