Nelson Torres Billionaire Novels & Stories

With billionaires, the line between them was thin. He'd chosen Le Bernardin, where seven-course lunches cost more than most monthly salaries. Elena had learned to navigate such spaces, though her wolf still found them suffocatingly civilized. "Straight to business," Castellan said after pleasantries. "I want to buy NovaTech." "It's not for sale." "Everything's for sale at the right price. One billion. Cash. You'd personally net over four hundred million after taxes." Four hundred million. Enough to buy Silvermoon outright, to return as conquering hero rather than strategic investor. Enough to never need anyone's approval again.

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

They were only leaving the living room when they wanted to ease themselves. The mayor appeared and Nell stood at once," what did you find out?" "Mother, please sit. I'll explain what I find out to everyone," Carlton said and Nell sat. The three women in the room set their gaze keenly on him. "It's real. That man is a citizen of NorthHill. His personal assistant provided us with his birth certificate. The man owns the biggest company in our neighborhring cities; EastHill, SouthHill and WestHill. He only doesn't have a company here, he said it is because he didn't want to compete with the Alessandro's family company. He has the biggest companies in four continents; Africa, North America, South

I gasped, blinking disbelievingly. Mr. Stevens cleared his throat. "Mr. Montero was a very wealthy man, Miss Mills. A billionaire to be exact. And before his untimely death, he left a sizable sum to you." My knees tried to go out from underneath me, and I leaned against the doorframe to stay upright. A billionaire? Torin? How the hell—the man I knew lived in a compound, not a mansion. He rode a motorcycle, not flew in a private jet. "How… How much?" I managed to croak out.

Then he gave his phone to Miss Stone to see. 'According to the latest survey made by BillionBYMetroM, Mr Nathaniel Anderson was the top one billionaire inside Metropolis M. The seventeen years old teenager inherited almost ninety percent of the Anderson family fortune from his late grandfather, Frederick Anderson, making him the sole owner of two multibillion dollars companies, the Anderson Industry and Anderson International Cooperation. Our source couldn't exactly confirm his exact worth, but rumour said that he was worth around one hundred billion dollars,' Miss Stone read the article internally. She couldn't read any longer as her heart was flabbergasted by the revelation of Niel's true

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “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.”

She was being mocked or pitied and she did not want any of these. So, she left. She left the city and all it's people back. ....After three months... "It's been three months since the death of the only heir of the multibillion dollar X complany. The chairman and the grandfather of the deceased Gael Greyson donated a huge amount to many charities. Gael Greyson was ...." The Tv was turned off showing that the person was the not anymore interested in knowing about the case. It's been three months but still this news was everywhere and on every channel.

another shareholder said "I domt know what you all want me to say, put yourself in my shoes, what would you do if you found yourself in this situation, I know many of you know me as a billionaire but I wasnt born rich unlike a lot of you, I was born poor, every thing I have right now is all because of my hard work, I began this company from strach, even when no one believed in me, I believed in myself and gave my all to see the success of this company, Now you all tell me if its right for me to give it up after everything I habe done so far" as Mr madison finished his speech, The people I'm the room exchanged looks, they all seemed to feel sorry for him, He like the looks on their faces, exc

She didn’t want to be Alec’s little sister! Mr. Nelson nodded, a little confused. Then, he said, “Mr. Alec, please come in. The dinner is about to start.” He wanted to lead Alec to the first row. The seats there were the best. They would also provide the best view of the stage for the auction later. At this very moment, there was another commotion at the entrance. “It’s Gilbert Hawthorn!” “Gilbert Hawthorn? The upstart?” someone asked. “That’s him!” The other person nodded before saying, “He built his company up from nothing in a few years and became the youngest self-made billionaire on Forbes. Who else would it be?”

I order on the call. "Huh. Are you gonna sue me?" Nev mocks at me as I turn to him. "An indebted CEO is gonna sue me" He bursts into a laugh. I go near him and kick him hard on his chest. "That's not your fault Nev. I know that you don't know me," I say, grabbing his collar. "His net worth is 1 billion," Sana snaps from behind while smirking. I discover Nev's face turning pale as he hears this.