Real Rich の小説・ストーリー

He shrugged again. I widened my eyes in realization, "no way, you are a singer?" "Well, a rapper, ten million followers on social media but you know, no big deal." He chuckled. "What the fuck? Oh my gosh, what about Five and Jay, those guys some celebrities too?" I had just met two famous people and I hadn't even realized it. "Nah, Five's Anthony's brother, you won't hear much from him, barely speaks. Jay on the other hand, he's a model but he keeps it low key. That bastard is top ten most paid models in the world right now." He told me.

He asked. "Sequence, the geometric progression" I said and he looked up instantly. "Sequence Camila? You must be dumb then" he said. "What? Hell no" I yelled looking up. "I'm a scholarship student" the words slip out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Scholarship? How? The school doesn't offer scholarships" he said and I sighed. Clinton was really telling the truth. "But I entered through one" I said shutting my eyes. "You're mistaken Camila, the least the school does is make you sign a loan" he said and I sighed.

"I'm going to do some research." I spent the rest of the afternoon at the library, using their computers to search for information about Richmond Fernandez. What I found made my blood run cold. Richmond Fernandez wasn't just wealthy - he was a billionaire. He owned Fernandez Real Estate, one of the biggest property companies in California. He had hotels, restaurants, office buildings, and shopping centers all over the state. "Holy shit," I whispered to myself as I looked at his company's website. There was no photo of him on the site, which explained why I hadn't recognized him immediately.

He wore a black tuxedo that fit his tall, muscular build like it was made for him—which it probably was. I stared, my thumb hovering over the screen. I’d seen pictures of him before, in financial magazines, but I’d never really looked. Now, I couldn't look away. I scrolled down, reading his profile. Rex Corporation. Billionaire. Real estate, tech, private equity. His business record was flawless. No scandals. No messy divorces. No history of dating a string of models. In fact, there was almost no personal information at all. He was like a ghost. A powerful, gorgeous, and mostly important almost perfect.

" I asked incredulously. "Yes, that Jean Russell. His father, Christian Russell, owns a chain of high-end schools and real estate. Marcus himself is a self-made billionaire, as he owns Ria Games," she explained, leaving me gaping in disbelief. "Ria Games? That's the most popular game of the century," I said in surprise. "Well, it turns out he's not some mysterious man after all. He's a rich young playboy who's also breathtakingly handsome. I wonder what made him step up to save you," she mused.

“If she won’t stay by my side then Billy, he will be taken away from me forever. No, I can’t let her go.” There was everything in his currently bought bungalow— delighting paintings, plush comfy furniture and every other luxuries of the universe but peace. Indeed, it is true that money can buy you every fucking antique of the world but not emotions, nor happiness nor true love! And here Raven was struggling to find some in his life by playing tricks on her. He thought she is the old Kiara who only needed his presence to be happy and contended but what he does not know was that, she has changed a lot more than he had ever anticipated.

"Even with all the baggage? The grief, the guilt, the complicated family dynamics?" "Especially with that. Because it's real. Messy and complicated and real." "No more fake engagements?" "Never again. From now on, everything's real." Izzy kissed him. "Good. Because I'm done pretending too."

Harper grabbed my hand and nodded firmly. “I think you’re right. I’ll work hard from now on.” However, Marina clicked her tongue. “You’re listening to her nonsense? What does a sidekick know?” “Does it matter if I’m a sidekick? I make over 100,000 a day. Can you?” Marina’s eyes went wide. “What? 100,000 a day? You mean Tahlia gives you that much every single day?” “What else?”

He even slept on the couch some nights,like old times when we were kids crashing at each other’s places. Then,on day four, I found it. An urgent job posting from GED Baby Galaxy,the biggest baby products company in New York. Temporary personal assistant. Pay: $2000 a month. Contract duration: 6 months Requirements:Only married women with stable family can apply. I bit my lip so hard. Desperate time calls for desperate measures. My hands shook as I stared at the screen. “George…” I slowly turned to him.“I need you to pretend to be my husband.”

Rick was on the way to the realtor's office now to put in an offer on the property. When the realtor greeted Rick, she was curious what this gentleman would want to buy. She normally could read people pretty well. She would make a game out of trying to guess what a new client was after. She pegged Rick as wanting a small house for his new bride. Needless to say she was shocked when she found out who he really was. It was not every day that one of the richest men in the country came into her office. Rich said, "I want to make this as quick a sale as possible. What is the asking price for this property including the surrounding acreage"