Rich Woman Book Novels & Stories

Edward didn't know why but he somewhat became affected that he found himself lying down on the bed while pondering on what Cecelia said. "So you don't need money from me.... what about position..... you don't need anything that would make you rich?". Edward typed while raising his brow. "Well! I'm rich in my own way.... but I don't need money, all I need right now is a friend. A friend who would always be there for me whenever I need him the most!". Cecelia said smiling.

Richard was surprised to see the beautiful lady going to meet Reuben at such a time in the evening it was unbelievable he lit the cigarette and smoked and watched the smoke going up and enjoyed the smoking he thought hard. "I have never seen such a lady visit, Reuben, at any time," Richard said to himself. "Who is this lady?" He asked. He sat on the bench at the entrance of the village. This lady is beautiful it seems she is working in Emilio's hacienda the billionaire.

Maybe all of these aches will go away. He was Nicholas Michealson, and he wasn’t supposed to bow to anyone. Three times richest man according to Forbes and the CEO of a chain of multi-billion dollar restaurants, he shouldn’t be scared of a mere woman. Not just any woman, the one who broke his heart and reduced him to nothing. She made him crave her love till money meant so little to him, and all he wanted was to be wrapped in her arms. No woman would do that to him and go scot-free. He had the power to do and Undo.

That was why the moment she met Richard at the restaurant where she had worked in, she became convinced that, maybe, she had found the man of her dreams. It seemed to be going well for her because fate seemed to be involved. She got employed as his maid and suddenly, she was opening up in such a way she never did with any man. She had read so much of people who fell in love despite their class or wealth status and somehow, she thought that it could happen in her case. But coming across a book that talked about being in love with a woman’s husband was something that never happened. She had never come across such a story, but she could swear that they never end well.

Unknown to Sophie he already knew who she was and about her family wealth and wanted it so badly. But as their marriage got closer he realized that the Fernandez patriarch and matriarch had made it impossible for an outsider to have access to their wealth. He knew it was too late to stop the wedding, as the wedding plans progressed he met a wealthy widower almost twice his age. They eloped on his and Sophie's supposed wedding day. Heartbroken Sophie faced her business and it thrived beyond her imagination but most nights in the quietness of her room, as the frogs croaked and the crickets chirped, she cried herself to sleep

"Ask Mr. Arthur what he was doing, rather than making a conclusion that we were smooching each other." She snorted. "What do middle-class people like you do to rich men like him? Don't try to act like a saint. I know you don't mind letting him taste your body for some cash." "Hey!" I couldn't control my fury, so I gripped her arm, yanked her to me. "Mind your words, woman. Fine, you're rich. And so? What makes you think every middle-class woman's a gold digger?" She sniggered "Um, cause, obviously, y'all are too poor to afford the basic things of life. So, I guess you have no choice but to extract some money from the rich ones."

The beautiful girls who were all working at Wayfair Mountain Entertainment undoubtedly had only one true purpose, which was to marry a rich man. Therefore, they would definitely take advantage of this opportunity that Mr. Lyle had given them to make amends and build up a relationship with Gerald. Even if they didn’t feel apologetic at all, they could not help but rush forward immediately. What was a rich man? The man standing before them now was a true rich man! He was the wealthiest and most powerful man here! Gerald was shocked when he heard her explanation. Six of them? This was just too shocking. Gerald was stunned. At this time, Jane took out a remote control before she pointed it at th

The wedding planner stood outside with a megaphone, shouting at Vivian inside the house, "You live in a huge mansion and drive luxury cars. How could you not pay for the wedding services? This is money that ordinary people like us need to feed our families. No matter what, you have to pay us back today. Otherwise, we're not leaving your doorstep." Vivian heard these words from inside the house. Her face turned pale with rage, and she nearly fainted.

"Mr. Hart, as the wealthiest person in Avenir now, your prospects are truly boundless. Becoming the richest person in the nation is surely just around the corner!" "This must be your wife and son. If your ex-wife knew how well you're doing now, she'd surely be filled with regret. What a shame she had no such fortune." "Absolutely. Just seeing the three of you standing together is such a beautiful sight. You truly are the model family of Avenir!" "It's remarkable. Mr. Clifford doesn't resemble your ex-wife at all. To me, he and Mrs. Hart look just like mother and son." At the flattering remark, a flicker of unease crossed Stacy's face. Her hands tightened unconsciously around her purse as sh

Nathan's interest was piqued, and he inquired with a smile, "What kind of person could upset you so much?" With that, Jennifer recounted the story of how Rachel had brought her son in for treatment. She scrunched up her nose and continued, "You won't believe it, she's a nouveau riche. "Her husband's last name is… I can't recall it right now, but he's definitely well-off. But to me, it seems like they have nothing but money. "Not only did she cut in line, but she also placed a bank card on my table. Is she out of her mind or what?"