Patrick Healy Billionaire Novels & Stories

My dad is one of the richest men here in California. He has a lot of estates, businesses, companies, investments and a whole lot more than you can imagine. And I am the only son. Meaning, I am the only one who will inherit his properties when he passes away. Yet, I still have a name for myself. I am Peter Vlachos The youngest billionaire in America. California Hottest playboy. I am the mafia leader of BLACK DIAMONDS. A rich tycoon. A brilliant gambler. Owner of so many casinos.

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed "You have a huge day tomorrow!" TBC....

he smiled at the thought of his game plan. Sean Herald. He’s the owner of Herald Monopolies of Businesses and of most businesses in the world; all sorts of transportation, entertainment companies, real estates, banks, technological and research facilities, academic institutions, and many more to specify. Even the mafia was within his authoritarian powers. No one ever imagined that the commoner he used to be would rise as the richest person in the world from the rags of his sweets processing start-up.

he said I didn't mean to be nosy but then I asked John how he'd coped with Mr Ramirez, as I heard he had worked with him for a very long time. "He seems reckless, but then he has his moments, and one thing for sure he works hard, he seems hardened, like he doesn't have emotions but deep down am sure there's a soft spot" Mr. John confessed. "What about his family?" I asked "They stay in Mexico, his father owns one of the biggest resorts in Mexico, and the 2nd richest man in Mexico" John said. John and I talked about different things, the drive was a cheerful one and I got to know a little about John, and he was really a nice man.

From up there, the entire stretch of Metro Manila sprawled before her—concrete, chaos, and dreams wrapped in smog and sunlight. Her eyes fell on a copy of Forbes Business Magazine sitting on the side table, slightly crumpled from being read too many times. Duke’s face stared back at her from the cover. “The Billionaire’s Heir,” the title read in bold, gleaming letters. She reached for it slowly, tracing his jawline on the glossy page with her fingers as if it were some long-lost relic. According to the article, Duke was now one of the most promising and influential young businessmen in the country, following in the footsteps of his father who apparently owned several enterprises in Zambales.

she didn't expect the balance to be 100 billion dollars. she knows many people with 100 billion net worth but can't have 100 billion in their bank accounts and she little scared of how rich and powerful must Patrick's background be. she looked at Patrick a simple yet handsome young man and thought how can such a rich person be so low-key she is interested in Patrick. "a 100 billion," she said in a trembling voice. Patrick smiled nodded his head took out another bank card and asked her to transfer 10 billion to this card from black gold card because if he uses his black gold card everywhere he can attract a lot of attention he don't want that because he want to keep a low profile for some mor

This man was no joke at all, he was definitely important. "Who's Patrick?" Haylee asked unconsciously to Niel. She was curious to know his relationship with Niel. Patrick said before that Niel was richer than all the Anderson combined. But Patrick's profile alone had made Haylee amazed in an instant. If that was the case, then how wealthy and powerful were Niel?

Slap was so hard that blood came out of the corner of his mouth. “Stop this. If you don’t want to help. Say no directly. Let’s go Michael.” Andria was angry now. “Don’t come in between us. I know you. What is your dad’s net worth? I know him. It is 400 to 500 million dollars right? He is just like a baby in front of me. My net worth is 15 billion dollars & increasing every minute. If you do talk like that with me again, I will make sure that your dad’s company gets shut down tonight only.” Jay ignored her & started hitting Michael.

Their discussion continued and I had absolutely no idea what they were discussing about I was absolutely bored to death. Once the meeting was concluded I was relieved " Mr Hilton since you said you had not gotten the opportunity to meet my wife here she is, Melody please meet Orlando Hilton his a huge investor in our company " I smiled and took his hand to shake, and after that me and Giovanni went up to his office.

“Pro: Lenient.” A half-hysterical giggle escaped me. “He gave me the interview of a lifetime.” “Pro: Career-making opportunity.” “He… he remembers things I say. He listens. Even when I’m arguing with him.” The memory of him referencing our economic policy debate the morning after my blackout surfaced. “He’s… sharper than he looks. And he looks pretty sharp.” “Pro: Good listener (for a billionaire). Surprisingly not dumb.” “He stood up to his brother for me. In front of his whole family.”