Old Money Names Novels & Stories

Eva swallowed hard, then said, calmly, “You’re the one funding this.” The intermediary tilted his head. “Funding is a crude word.” “Financing,” Eva corrected. “Payments routed through shell companies tied to Damon Smith’s old consortium.” For the first time, the intermediary’s face flickered. Just a fraction. A micro-crack. Eva pressed instantly. “Legacy rot. That’s what Alexander called it. Old money wearing new names.” The intermediary’s mouth twitched. “You’re clever.” Eva shrugged faintly. “I’m alive.”

“I can give her heat. The sun. The world in the palm of her hands, not a 20 million dollar debt.” Alston rolls his eyes, stepping closer to Sirius. “ I can still use the Clayton, Sirius, or did you forget the weight that name has in this city, matter-of-fact the Clayton name holds more weight in this country than yours will ever.” The Clayton name is an old name that built cities across the country. Their money is old and their name runs wide. Alston works under the Clayton Corporation, and the Clayton’s protect their own from the janitor to the CEO, or at least that’s what their promotions say.

"Me? I suggest you G****e my name, darling. Monica Odell. Go on, I dare you to check it." Out of pride, Laura took her phone out and searched for the name on the internet. As it turned out, Monica Odell was a multimillionaire who owned a train of companies, ranging from makeup and beauty products, to a fashion store. She was not poor by any means. Laura swallowed, humbled and disgraced.

He knew his worth and hated when people underestimated him. Although the Camerons were not as affluent as the Von Duvall family, they had been mining titans for generations, from the golden era of gold mining to modern-day iron and oil mining. Although they had other business but their family money was classic old money like royalty A far cry from the Sterlings, who, although they had been rich for some generations, it hadn't been long, a few decades after the Second World War in the 80s. He ran a hand through his ink black hair, which was slightly dishevelled. “Besides, I’m not going to put her through a tabloid frenzy just because you feel insecure today.”

I was really hopping that we would make friends there and meet other rich people. Although my family were rich, our family weren’t friends with the “rich” people. Rich people like the billionaires and those who were invited to this kind of party that Pietro and I will be attending, holds themselves in a different level from us. If there are rich people, then there are also the rich rich people. There are people who calls themselves “old money” and people who are considered the Nouveau Rich. You can’t be rich just because you have money. Where your money comes from, your reputation and your connections are also important.

Besides, his grandparents and great-grandmother gave him a lot of pocket money. Draco left a lot of property when he passed away. Ollie already had more money than he could count. Catelyn set up a private fund for Ollie to manage these assets. Ollie was worth tens of billions of dollars. Moreover, this black card was a supplementary card given by Cedrick. Ollie did not use his own money. Joanne would like to be calm, but these words stimulated her greatly. She thought, 'Ollie is indeed a wealthy young master of three powerful families!'

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.

"But he decided to dig up a dinosaur." "What do you mean?" "Well, a stone-age company that's going to be a client again, but all the information is on paper, and I'm putting everything into the system. Since it's confidential information, I have to do it alone." "Really? I thought Henry had converted everything to digital files when he took over. Which company is that?" "Some place called Monopoly Financial." "Hold on, Mel, are you sure you're doing the right thing? Monopoly changed its business name about twenty years ago, they're called G9 Holding now."

Genevieve was freaking out, but I guess that had to be because she was excited or something. “ He comes from old money, Nortia.” My godmother explained. “ Money so old that they don't know what to do with it, they dabble in the oil industry, owns oil wells, numerous ones which has turned out uncountable, the hospitality business and they are the one which everyone would love to be with,” “ Wow,” my mouth curled into an oh. That was a well drafted out explanation which I wasn't expecting or would have ever expected. “ That means he is a good enough match to Alexis.”

I tell him. Garret stands and holds out a hand to Dean. “Garret Vanderbilt nice to meet you…” Garret says politely. I see recognition pass through Dean’s eyes. The hostility he had seconds ago gone because he recognized Garret’s family name. It was that hard to recognize his surname. His family famous for their oil fill in Texas, they have a hand in every big company in America. The Vanderbilts were old money, like really old money. We’re old money but the Vanderbilts have been around a lot longer than we have.