Richie Rich Novels & Stories

I laughed lowly at what Molly said, although I really didn't understand it because my mind was focused on the fact that the man who saved me and I vented out to last night was here inside my classroom, and it's not just that-- he is my professor! "Our new professor is Mr. Thiago DiLaurentiis?" I heard the girl behind me whisper again. She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add.

he asked as he examined me. “No, I'm okay, thank you,” I replied politely. I didn’t want to give up on him because I didn’t know what he had in store for me. He nodded and beckoned for one of his men to come. I stared at his suit. It was screaming affluence. It was then that I remembered what the internet said when I decided to look him up. "BRYCE GILBERT BILLIONAIRE. OWNER OF THE BIGGEST CONGLOMERATE IN THE COUNTRY, ROURMED TO BE THE LEADER OF THE POWERFUL GILBERT MAFIA GANG"

He lives alone as he enjoys the peace and quiet. On getting down from the car. “Sir?” Luck called He turned and looked at him “Your father requested your present at the old mansion,” he said. Eric not responding left him standing there and went inside. What a day. Erich MacMillies, the richest man in the whole of South America and beyond. Started his own business at the age of 19 and has been running it till this date, now the business has branches everywhere all over the country. With different rivals. He owns his own mafia den and nobody dares challenge him. The press and cops have been in and out of the Mafia ring but not knowing who owns it. Because they all know him as Andrew Richardson

"You should be added to the list of the richest men in the world with all this extravagance." Richard chuckled, a self-assured smile playing at the corners of his lips as he basked in my praise. "I like to think I'm doing alright," he replied, his tone casual yet tinged with a hint of pride. "But you know what they say, money can't buy happiness." I nodded, acknowledging the truth in his words even as I marveled at the sheer magnitude of his wealth. But then, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Richard leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

Like she'd deleted them or they'd been deleted for her. That's when I started digging. Alexander Richie. Sixty-two years old. CEO of Richie Industries. Net worth around fifty million. And according to public records, this was his fourth marriage. My fourth marriage at sixty-two wasn't that strange. But when I looked up his previous wives, my stomach started churning. Elizabeth Richie, died 2019. Age twenty-four. Maria Richie, died 2020. Age twenty-five. Jennifer Richie, died 2022. Age twenty-four.

I joked. He didn't laugh. He just stared dead faced at me. “That was a joke,” I bit my lips as the awkward silence stretched. “Sorry.” “Darien Luxe is no joke, okay? He is the second richest man in the world. In the entire world. Can you even begin to fathom how much wealth that is?” “A lot?” His face contorted. “A whole lot?” I asked as if adding the word whole was supposed to change anything. To my surprise, he chuckled.

Luke’s licks his lip that sends undeniable shivers all throughout the pretty boy’s system. Dylan’s dream is to be rich—in his effort and energies, not like this one. ”What’s with the rush … Mr. Cohen?” his voice is so soothing to hear. Luke is so handsome besides; he is so crazy rich! In just a snap of his fingers, he could turn your world upside down. Billionaires are somewhat crazy over the powers they had. This Vozinelik is making him nervous, and the chills submerged to his feet are making him uneasy. His stomach growls out of the nervousness, besides, it is now dinner time.

I asked her. "Namit Khanna." she replied. "You mean....Mr. Richie Rich? I never knew he attend these kind of events and what more shocking is , he organised this charity event." I said. "There are a lot of things you don't know. Didn't I tell you in the morning he is not like the person portrayed in those business magazines." Aditi replied and now I think it might really not be true what those business magazines say about him. "Sammy why do you call him Mr. Richie Rich?" Adya asked me. I never told anyone why I call him that.

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 added. "But I hate that guy." "You'll just have to respect him, the fact remains that he is the richest man and he's just bought this street." He said and my eyes widened. "What do you mean he just bought this street?" I asked angrily. "Have you checked the street? It's not as busy as before, he bought it yesterday evening." He answered. "He can take you away from us and we don't want that, don't do anything that will jeopardize our future."