Novel About Money Novels & Stories

Just a quiet life on the fringes with a private teacher for their little daughter and enough money to never have to explain where it came from. The money. I almost laughed. Not because anything was funny. Because it suddenly made perfect sense in a way that hurt. We had always had money. Comfortable money. The kind that meant I never worried about tuition or rent or any of the things I stressed about. I had never questioned it. I had just accepted it the way you accept the colour of your front door, it was always there, it was always fine, it never required examination. Spy money. Years and years of sold intelligence and betrayed packs and burned bridges, all of it converted into a quiet com

By the way, how do you intend to survive here without money? This cat was really good at rubbing salt to her injury. Right now if there is one thing that Audrey finds as the most dreaded topic, that would be 'money'. As smooth sailing as how her current situation seems to be at the surface, she knew that it would only be a matter of time before she will eventually face problems due to the lack of enough finances to fund her studies. As the saying goes, money makes the world goes around. It's the rich that study, while the poor had to work. No matter how hard she racks her brain Audrey really can't think of a way to get easy money.

Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

“Dad, I think it's time for me to steal this book. Just maybe then, I will be able to read your investment and business plan book and understand it.” I laughed on hearing that because she picked up Ben Carson's, Think Big, novel. I'm certain she thought the “Think Big” meant she was practically going to think like an adult. “It's a good book, my dear.” You should. She stretched herself to get to the novel and picked out the book. She dropped a twenty dollar note into the BNM( Borrow Novel Money) box. It was a tradition in my house that for every book borrowed, we placed twenty dollars into the box to make it feel worthy of a price paid for in everyone's hand even though it must be returned.

“Do you know how bad I feel right now dad? My fiance cheats on me even on the morning of our engagement and you’re worried about a business, really? I guess I was just an investment not a daughter “ I said then ran up to my room. I needed to find a way around this, I knew how much influence the Woods held and how far they can go to make sure no one invest in the company, we have being surviving on the investments and making a name for ourselves with it without my father thinking it’s ideal to invest his personal funds and gains from the corporation so as to reduce the reliance on investments and now we are at the brink of bankruptcy and poverty with no savings that could save a huge corporat

"It just seems like it's the only thing we ever do with our money." "What else are you going to do with your money? I don't see you spending it on anything. Even your house. You told me Henry was the one that took your money and bought you a house. If it weren't for him, you'd still be in that hovel of a pod home." "I just don't seem to need as many things as other people, I guess." "You could convert it all to gold and hoard it like a dragon." "I think you read too many fantasy novels."

“I have a lot of money. I am talking about my own fortune, not the fortune of the lions.” “Do– do you have a lot of money?” She stupidly questioned her again. Whatever the reason was, it sounded so ridiculous. In The Unknown, the people weren’t exactly materialistic, therefore, they didn’t really accumulate their wealth. Furthermore, it was much more harder to build any business because it was already old fashion to start one. To them, as long as they had magic, they could do anything. It was a ridiculous concept that constantly bit them in the ass at the end.

Ladies, why do you have to judge a book by its cover? Since when has it been a yardstick to see those in suits and designer wears as the most prosperous people. Because you always see me in my white long robe you have wrongly judged me as a poor person and I had married your boss because I want her to take care of me. You must be ashamed of yourselves. Manageress thank you for your service I have a token of one billion dollars for you at least you can buy four luxurious cars for yourself. Accountant please withdraw another one billion from my cad and give it to her in cash.

Elena snorted into her tea at our back and forth but I ignored her. The problem was, Nikolai was technically right. I needed money. When I bought those stocks back home, it felt smart at the time. Now? Most of my money was tied up and untouchable unless I wanted to lose everything pulling out too early. Which meant despite growing up rich— I was suddenly horrifyingly aware of budgeting. Do you know how insulting budgeting feels after a lifetime of luxury? Very. Extremely very. I sighed again before walking toward the kitchen island dramatically.

Then, I take the outfit Isla picked and walk to the check out counter. The rich girl leaves in a whirlwind of annoyed laughter, mutter insults, and glares. She’ll have to learn sooner or later that not everyone cares about her daddy’s money. Some people rely so much on money that they lose sight of what it truly means to connect with others… like Jack and my father. Money corrupts. It consumes and changes you until you’re a different person. Maybe if I hadn’t been given the inheritance my life wouldn’t have taken such a dismal turn. Maybe…