Second Life Millionaire Novels & Stories

I replied, moving towards the door. "You're going to become a millionaire." This is what I heard that made me stop on my tracks. Did I just hear that I'm going to become a millionaire? What kind of deal exactly is this that has so much benefits? I don't want to ask them, but at the same time I'm interested in the money. After all, if I'm going to live my life again, I need to be rich. I don't want to suffer like I did in my past life. But then, can I trust them?

“How much? A million?” I raised one brow. “Ten.” He blinked. “You’re joking.” I pulled out my phone and showed him a QR code. “Not at all. You’re Justin—the golden boy of the industry. Are you saying your life isn’t worth ten million?” His jaw clenched, his hand shaking with rage. And yet—he scanned the code. Transaction complete. I gave him a cheerful smile. “Pleasure doing business.” Lilith yanked her arm free. “Justin, don’t be mad. Mia didn’t grow up with money. She probably thinks ten million is a fortune…”

She was going to go to battle with him in her mind, and this time, she was going to win the war. She glanced around her at the tombstones surrounding her. Rich, powerful and highborn. All of them had been in their lifetimes, she was sure of it. One, because of how rich and powerful and highborn their names sounded. And two, because the memorial ground they were buried in was a private one, and it belonged to an equally rich, powerful and highborn person like them. Clayton Pierre. A multi-billionaire who had several companies all around the world that were fetching him steady millions every month, and billions every quarter. Luna hated his guts as much as he did hers, but that hadn’t mattered

I wouldn't have gotten the sort of money I was earning monthly, I wouldn't have gotten this contract and I wouldn't be seated in front of this billionaires in an expensive restaurant. I owe SPENDING a lot. He was more like a father to me. He made me understand that with a big d*ck like mine, I stood a chance of making millions. I couldn't believe that in such a short time, after this contract is over, I'm going to be worth $500,000 which is over #225,000,000. I would be a millionaire after four weeks. All the more reason why I'm very careful not to mess up this deal.

“The total is 1.73 million.” “Hahaha, 1.73 million.” Claire’s laughter was frightening, “Let me tell you, they don’t have any money on them. One’s a beggar, and the other is a wh*re. They can’t even buy a scooter that’s worth a few thousand bucks. How can they pay you a million dollars? Quick, call your store’s security guard over to break their legs. Hahaha, how hilarious! The audacity of this poor fool to compete with me! He has a death wish!”

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

As he tapped his fingers on the table, the image of Caroline's heartbroken expression appeared in his mind, and his frown deepened. "The middle management of Morrison Corp only earns 20 to 30 thousand dollars annually. Although Evans Group is in decline, look at the people Caroline has interacted with as she grew up. Aren't you just poor in her eyes?" Kirk remained silent. "But you don't have to worry." Sean laughed. "I just thought of a good way to help you. You can tell Caroline that you won one billion dollars in a lottery. Then, you can live in peace without worrying about keeping your secret."

he reproaches with disdain. The young woman senses the sarcasm, which annoys her. "If you think your demeanor is going to make me uncomfortable, you're very wrong," she reveals, to the millionaire's surprise. "It's true, I was born into a golden crib, but life hasn't treated me that way. You don't need me, but your son does. If I'm here, it's for me, not for you. It's part of my process... Let's not fool ourselves, you know my life. You know my ex-husband cheated on me, and I lost my baby. Even today, I'm still lactating. I need this, Ayden."

Fortunately, I arrive unharmed, step in, put the car in reverse and skim away from the spot. I drive right to my penthouse. Arriving at the apartment complex, I park my car in the underground and take the elevator to my quarters. When I'm in, I rush to the bedroom to undress. There I take an extended hot bath, put on a robe and walk out to the living room. I catch a cold liqueur and decide to enjoy it on the patio. As I stare into the distance, I consider that now is the right time to contact Ruth. If her scholarship didn't work out, I could help. In the two years I have lived here, I have worked my way up. Right now, I have written two books about mastering the financial administration of m

In that instant, I was branded a bully and a thief that everyone hated. They actually cheered together as they watched the python swallow me whole. Yvonne used my python to skyrocket to fame at the National Day Gala, earning the title of a prodigy in animal training. Brandon even proposed to her in front of the crowd, making them the envied couple who went viral online.