روايات وقصص ضمن Rise Of The System Trillionaire

, so that means you're richer than not only Derick but Andrew as well and you're the first female trillionaire,” Kim said, the joy in her voice and eyes unable to hide itself anymore.I chuckled softly at Kim’s excitement, shaking my head. “I wouldn’t say trillionaire just yet, but yes, I’m doing better than I ever thought possible. And honestly, it’s not about being richer than Derick or Andrew. It’s about finally being in control of my life and securing a future for Tristan and this baby.”Kim leaned back on the couch, her arms crossed as she studied me. “Girl, you’re out here breaking glass ceilings and living every rags-to-riches fairytale I’ve ever read. I mean, come on, Ava—first female

“Sir, the rerouted funds went through three offshore holding accounts before landing in ‘Crescent Trading LTD.’ It’s a clean shell company, no obvious links, but the digital trail isn’t completely erased.” Thirdie’s lips curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile. Most people in his world thought he was just an engineer who became a businessman after inheriting their family company when it was close to bankruptcy, an enigmatic CEO with a sharp mind for business. But they only knew the surface. What they didn’t know, he never let anyone outside his inner circle see, was that he had built the system himself. Years before the boardroom, before the press, before the name carried weight, he’

I muttered. “Strategist,” he corrected. Later, as a random series played in the background, I turned to him. “I saw the company’s stock rose ten percent already.” He let out a long sigh. “Billionaires are twisted people. The moment they think something scandalous is happening, they start throwing money like it’s a sport.” I chuckled. “So you’re saying chaos is profitable?” “Apparently. I just hope it stabilizes soon so I can stop lying to my parents.”

“You… what did you do?” “I shorted it!” Hayley waved her phone triumphantly. “Let me tell you, that Preston Vance, when he came back, the suit he wore… was last year’s style! How could a real billionaire wear ‘out-of-season’ clothes? So, I knew he was a fraud! I bet it would crash!” Her absurd, fashion-logic-based financial gamble made her and her fan club astronomical profits the moment Titan Industries’ stock price collapsed due to the CEO’s “self-destruction.”

“What is it doing?” “It’s replacing me,” Ethan answered, a terrifying, sociopathic clarity washing over his features. The vulnerable son vanished, consumed once more by the apex predator. He understood the machine because he *was* the machine. “Devon didn't just upload my rage. He uploaded my ultimate desire for control. And control requires absolute dominance.” On the massive screens, the global financial markets began to violently freefall. Trillions of dollars of shadow capital—Cassandra’s hidden money, the lifeblood of the global elite—was being liquidated in real-time.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

“They say he buys companies just to crush them. He owns half of Makati. He… he’s ruthless.” I had laughed then, a light, dismissive sound. “You’re watching too many telenovelas, Elena. My Gus? He’s just a simple man. A bit quiet, yes, but kind. He helps old Aling Nena carry her groceries.” Elena shook her head, her eyes wide with concern. “No, Daisy. This is real. Augustus Caesar. The trillionaire. He never loses. He always gets what he wants.” A cold wave washed over me. "He always gets what he wants." The words echoed, a chilling prophecy. What did he want from me? My simple life? My simple heart? Or was it something else? Something darker, colder?

The officer hesitated. “Our analysts believe John’s net worth may already exceed fifteen trillion dollars.” The room erupted in quiet murmurs. Chad Kirk stood up. “That’s impossible.” “Markets would collapse if someone controlled that much capital.” Dennis shook his head. “That’s exactly why he hasn’t revealed himself.” Shawn Mccart leaned forward. “He’s hiding his influence.” Dennis nodded. “Exactly.” “Every deal goes through shell companies.” “Every acquisition routed through proxies.” “Every transaction hidden by that AI.”

I had no doubt that that's what all the physicals had been about, not to mention the way her father had raised her. It's almost as if he'd been rearing her for just the purpose of selling off her virginity; that alone was cause for me to break his fucking neck. There were no reports from the guys on his house, no red flags, but who knows, the sick fuck could be communicating with the senator in other ways. I still had yet to decide what I wanted to do with the senator and the doctor. Full exposure, which might mean getting Blossom involved or just death; either way they were both gonna die.