Old Money Novels & Stories

Late one night, I came across a post asking everyone to share their wedding photos. I was about to leave mine in the comments when I saw a pinned reply. It was a set of wedding photos of my wife and my cousin. My mind went blank. I clicked into the poster's profile. There were more than a hundred posts, and almost all of them were wedding photos. I scrolled all the way down and opened the first one. At the top of the comments was a message from my childhood best friend: [Finally public! I've been waiting forever for this. Wishing you two a lifetime together!] Right below it was my mother's comment: [You both look wonderful. Take good care of each other.] There were also comments f

Maru asked the kindly old lady. "Only five silvers, young master." The kindly old lady answered promptly. The exact amount was supposedly at five silvers and ten pennies but then she decided that it was better to get into the good graces of her two rich visitors and not ask them for something as cheap as a devalued penny. "Will this do?" Maru asked once more and produced a single coin. This coin was coated in yellowish color that glinted in the morning light as it lay dormant on the palm of Maru.

“These people’s ancestors have begun to make a fortune from the first industrial revolution, and after hundreds of years of development, their families have long mastered countless wealth, which is also known as Old Money.” “Although this group of people has not been standing out much over the years, in truth, each and every one of them is all very rich.” “Don’t look at the fact that the owner of a new publicly listed company in Oskia seems to be very impressive because he is worth more than one billion dollars at a time. You can randomly pick a painting out from the wall of the castles belonging to this group of Old Money, and

“Plus…? Also, hold on, young man. Are you being serious here?” replied the old man, his eyes widened in shock. Gerald simply shook his head before asking the old man for his bank account number with a smile on his face. After a brief call, the old man was left utterly shocked five minutes later when he saw that seven hundred and seventy thousand dollars truly had been banked into his account. “T-thank you, young man!” said the old man as he smiled broadly. His joy was no surprise. After all, he would never have dreamed that he would actually be able to sell that iron plaque for such a high amount.

The people who still anticipated the results below the stage couldn’t resist rolling their eyes at the old man. Suddenly, everyone started speaking loudly. “Do you see that? Here’s someone who doesn’t listen to the kind advice of others and ends up suffering…” “Thankfully, I don’t have that much money. Otherwise, I would end up like him.” “When Xyla first said this object wasn’t good, I really thought she had misjudged it this time…” “I’m feeling dizzy… This old man is done for. 180 million dollars has gone down the drain.” “Haha. Not exactly, right? He can’t at least make a few rings out of it, can’t he? Can’t he still earn earn million?”

“Since I’m providing the house rent-free, you two should handle the food, utilities, and other bills. Haha!” “No problem, we’ll take care of everything else,” Alice replied. She didn’t have a credit card yet but had plenty of money in her savings account linked to a debit card. She had no plans to get a credit card since she could always use her debit card. Among the three friends, none of them lacked money. Although Odette’s family was large, her parents were financially well-off, running a successful real estate business with projects all over the city and nearby states. Johnson’s family had what people call "old money," meaning their wealth was inherited th

Myra spoke with a mocking tone. Mayabati couldn't stop laughing after hearing that. They bought some gold and diamond jewellery also for Myra. After wearing some of those heavy ornaments Myra felt like crying. "Thank god, I am not getting married to an Indian man. Else I would have died on my wedding day due to the dress and ornaments." Myra mumbled in her low tone.

Because things that money could solve did not need to be talked about anymore. Emma's heart suddenly shrank, and coldness spread from her fingertips to her entire body. "I don't need your money, and I can't leave his side either." Emma suppressed the sadness and anger in her heart and calmly replied. "I didn't expect that you would be so ambitious at such a young age. Fifty million is a money that you will never be able to earn in your lifetime. It seems like you still think it's too little. That's right, our Grafton Family is indeed very rich. But the most valuable one is still my grandson. I heard that you got divorced last time. You didn't take a single cent. It seems like. . . I underest

“Nana, your pension should be used for your retirement.” Old Mrs. York laughed. “I have a lot of children and grandchildren who will support me in my old age. I don’t lack money. I’m just worried I won’t know how to spend all the money I have. All of them give me an allowance every month. Don’t worry. I just bought three servings of breakfast. They didn’t cost much.” Old Mrs. York indeed had a lot of personal assets, and her only worry was indeed about how she was going to spend the money.

The old man lowered his voice and whispered, "Babbit has a hundred thousand gold coins. That's more than ten times the eight thousand gold coins held by the richest man in Walker Town, Jona!" Hearing this, Wilbur found it amusing. Compared to a hundred thousand gold coins, eight thousand was indeed much less. However, in Earth's dimension, monetary units had already reached billions, and here it was only ten thousand. Wilbur suddenly felt an illusion that the middle realm seemed even more backward than the lower realm. But then he thought, perhaps the value of gold coins in the middle dimensions was very high, which is why having ten thousand gold coins made someone the richest. However, to