Novel & Cerita Second Life Millionaire

It wasn’t just an allowance; it was a seismic transfer, a sum so large it felt less like money and more like raw power, liquefied and deposited into my name. My hands trembled slightly against the cool glass of the device. I sank onto the plush sofa, my legs suddenly felt unsteady to carry my weight. Everything felt like I was dreaming. Just days ago, I was a common girl working in a diner, then I was noticed. Then I married a billionaire. Now I was waking up to a car worth more than a lifetime of work, and a bank balance that still felt unreal. How true can this be? I’m a millionaire. It all made sense now. This was the prize they yearned for; the luxurious, lavish life that the women like

“Fuck it. I’ve seen enough. I’ll have to call Mark downtown and see if he’ll let me poach one of his sous-chefs.” “James,” he says. “You want to see this girl.” As I said before; Al is the one person I truly trust, so if he says I should see her, then I should see her. “Okay,” I tell him. “Send her in.” A lot of guys with my kind of money would have invited all of those girls back to his bedroom for the night and run through them like a hungry bear gorging himself on honey. But truth be told, I’m over that playboy lifestyle. I became a millionaire at eighteen, after selling an app that helped people find cars in their price range, and by thirty I was a billionaire after developing longer-las

Jocelyn’s POV Her phone rang and she immediately answered it. How dare she prioritize a random phone call over me? I am Jocelyn Gray, the great and only self-made billionaire. Well, not so much of a self-made person as my parents are already multi-millionaires. I just doubled, tripled, my income compared to theirs. “Minerva…” She didn’t budge at me and still continued to talk to that woman named Mariella. Her back is facing me just a few meters away. I wonder if I pinch her ankle, will she fall down hard? Is it enough to eliminate Darwin’s heir on her fucking womb?

Or getting anything to any billionaire. However, life has its own rules and I am stuck where I didn't want to be in the first place. Shawn, the guy who was driving his car cleared his throat just to get my attention. When his heated glare was burning the holes in my head. "Ms Ashley calm down, I know this must be a very hard time for you, but we do not have any choice either! To save the pride of the Country's most powerful Billionaire you have to join his company and tell everyone in the public if any paparazzi ever ask you so- you would say you work in his company and that was just an accidental encounter! And nothing else not even a word against his pride otherwise you do not want to know

It turns out I'm really wealthy. See, when mom was young, her parents had a trust fund set up for her future. They never wanted her to work a day in her life but because mom is mom, she never even touched a penny of that money. Instead, she transferred the whole estate to my name. It doesn't end there. Not only have mom and dad been saving up through the years, but aunty Maggie left all her assets to me as well. So all three different estates are in my name. I literally went from being an average working class person to a millionaire over night. While I don't plan to change my lifestyle drastically, I do want to get a few things for myself because I do believe I deserve it. Starting with a f

Mila mumbled in bitterness, "I divorced Nathan as 'Suzanne.' Since we're no longer wife and husband, I don't have a place to live now." Phoebe blinked, looking at her calmly. "Well, you can buy a house for yourself since you're pretty rich." Mila sighed, "This is Norvania, not Sunterland." Phoebe slapped herself on the head and chuckled, "Gosh, I'm being silly. Your assets are in Sunterland. "As Suzanne York, you'll definitely attract unwanted attention from the authorities if you transfer that vast wealth to Norvania." Mila pressed her lips wryly. After a pause, she confessed, "Actually, I am in 600 thousand dollars worth of debt."

That she doubted her grandfather would want to talk about his grandson's dead wife. "Well... I think that's the most likely thing my grandfather could ask us," Maximiliano said, with little encouragement as he remembered how hard his life had been; the people who looked at him believed that because he had been a millionaire, he had always been happy, and although money itself was a fundamental part of happiness, that void in his heart could only be filled by little Dylan, and sometimes, on sleepless nights, he felt like that emptiness was still there. "We have to go shopping... for... things" Maximiliano sighed, standing up, Amelia had told him she was sorry when he had told her about his wi

Knowing this, Nevaeh has impressed me on different levels. I knew that Mason Miller had a second daughter who I seriously thought would be like her older sister. Her older sister was a well-known model, but she was also known in the business industry as somehow who was cunning and manipulative. She has been seen with plenty of business bachelors which were new faces in the business industry. However, the very confusing thing was that after a couple of months the new faced bachelors suddenly became bankrupt overnight and she dumped them and moved onto her next prey as nothing had happened.

But why me? Mr Everhart carries on, still calm as ever. “And that’s not even counting the other perks that come with being my wife. Lifetime health insurance, a generous monthly stipend,” he pauses and then adds, “basically anything you want. All you have to do is be my wife for one year.” My heart starts beating like a marching band. I bite my lower lip, thinking. I’m definitely not thrilled about becoming a billionaire’s human-pet but…$10 million? And lifetime health insurance? That’s no joke.

I sat down and opened my laptop, typing Christian's name. "Wealthy billionaire..." I scoffed, seeing the headlines about him. Billionaire? Those money were from all the other ladies he had stolen from and me. Lots of lives lost to him... and I was the only one who actually lived to see it today. That should be seen as a freaking blessing. I went to his I*******m....Wow. He now had twenty-six million followers, he didn't have half of this before. I decided to stalk his photos and leave comments and likes to fish him out, and as expected...