Rich Wife Novels & Stories

But something doesn’t add up, “How did he get money to invest in so many companies at once?” Another typing sign from Christie, “It hasn’t been long I joined Afonso, but I have heard rumors that Albert is way wealthier than Afonso, he’s just trying to stay under the radar. He’s also a philanthropist, he host a lot of orphanages at once. He’s just so good.” The more the ladies told him about Albert’s perfect life, the more she was certain he was the one they sought. But was it possible for him to be wealthier than the Afonsos? She was still lost in thought when her phone beeped again.

A message popped up out of nowhere in the old classmates' group chat. It was from Megan Watson, the class rep. Megan: [Let's get together next week at the Windsor Grand, since that's Rachel's family's place.] Megan: [I'll cover two hundred dollars and treat everyone to dinner, then we can all stay the night after!] Someone replied right away. [The Windsor Grand is Rachel's family's hotel? Then I want the best room there!] I hurried to explain. My family just ran a little diner selling sandwiches and soup. I only worked at the Windsor Grand. Megan sent back a rolling-eyes sticker, dead set on the idea that I was lying. That night, she started a sign-up thread in the chat. Megan: [I'm

“Richard didn’t cheat on me with my best friend.” “Even if he didn’t. He has been with hundreds of women before you, and typical Richy is probably somewhere in bed with a hoe having the time of his life as we speak and here you are, acting like a good wife. A good wife who will still end up hurt and in ruin.”

Their family was also invited. Esther absent-mindedly played with her food, and when she heard her Aunt's words, she subconsciously turned to the direction she was pointing. "Didn't you mention you made friends with Mrs. Albrecht?" Her Aunt asked her. Esther dropped her gaze and smiled half-heartedly. "Yeah," The middle-aged woman looked at the bride once again and whispered to her niece. "You're lucky you were able to be close to her. It's not easy to mix with people of this caliber," She was also a woman who entered high society through marriage, and she knew how hard it was to please the ladies of crazy rich families.

I leave after that, get into my car, and ask the driver to take me straight to the office. When I reach my cabin, my assistant is already waiting with the briefing I’ve been wondering about all night, unable to sleep. “So, what did you find?” Betty Adams pushes her glasses up her nose, tapping something on her pad. “Well, as you asked, I’ve gathered all the important facts that have been published about the Richardson family in the past few months. They’re obviously one of the richest families in the world—top 20, to be exact—” “I know all that. Tell me about Harvey Richardson. What’s his deal?”

Her friend just rolled her eyes and scowled, “Hey, just because you married the most eligible bachelor in the country, doesn't mean you'll have to be smug on your friends!” Stupefied, Rui mumbled, “Most eligible bachelor?” “Yes! Damn it! I told you to make an account online!” “But–” “Your husband is the heir of the richest man in the country, Gregory Eno. The waiting line of his admirers is damn long! And on top of that, they are all trying to track you, his wife!” 'Richest?' Rui asked at the back of her mind. She knew he was rich but she did not know he was THAT rich!

She is, in fact, the undisputed monarch of her college's social scene, an individual who possesses an unparalleled zest for life, and an unabashed affection for the finer things it has to offer. Kirti Richchand is a name that resonates with both awe and admiration amongst her peers. Blessed with an infectious enthusiasm and a heart as expansive as her bank account, she has earned her reputation as the "richest girl on campus" not just through her impressive financial means but also through her charming personality that radiates warmth and affluence.

Silence rules between them as their gazes lock. Whilst her annoyance and heaving chest, she picks up the utensil and started to eat. Only the clinking of the tablewares was heard when a report from the low volume television get their attention. "Once again, Wright Group of Companies top the best performing company in the entire world, making CEO Lucien Wright the richest man not only in the country. With a net worth of more than five hundred billion dollars, he is the most eligible bachelor in the country. At the age of thirty-five, will he be tying the knot soon? And who is the lucky one?" the anchorwoman has a playful smile.

Wayne but Megan and the stupid office work would not allow her. Rich was already tired and hoped to do some work before the day ended so he took out his gold card and gave it to her. “Why don't you get your friends and go shopping? I know you like that and there is a limited edition bag that is in stores today.” He said this as he lifted her from the couch and directed her to the door. “I will call you as soon as I am done here and we can have dinner together at The Royal”. This was a restaurant that only catered to the elite and Rich had an unlimited VVIP membership with them.

"Is that so?" Richard sighed as if annoyed. "Ava, you should be grateful. If it weren’t for Miss Lydia, I wouldn’t have gotten my position as CEO of Blackmist Company." He turned to her with admiration. "She’s the one who made it happen for me. Without her by now I would be living in poverty." I nearly rolled my eyes. Richard, my husband, the man who had tossed me aside, was now standing beside a fraud, completely oblivious to the truth. I tilted my head. "Are you sure?" I asked, my voice light. "Are you absolutely sure that she’s the daughter of the richest man in the city? Come on, anyone can come and claim that position."