Secrets Of The Millionaire Mind の小説・ストーリー

“You promised that you won’t ever say that word again.” “Right,” Seungkwan agreed. “As a billionaire, I should ditch that dramatic language. One thing wealthy people do on a daily basis is keep their cool. According to Napoleon Hills book, “Think and Grow Rich,” to be wealthy you need to adopt a wealthy personality. So I need to be cool enough not to lose my composure or show my temper when I am in a very unpleasant circumstance.” “That’s right, that’s right,” Hoshi and Dokyeom agreed.

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."

She listened to her grandfather give him a lecture about starting up in the business world. “Money is the last thing you build. Character comes first, Son. Without it, every fortune collapses. Start small, but don’t think small. Every empire begins with one bold decision. And you must earn loyalty, don’t demand it. People follow the man before they follow his vision. This one is important; Never show all your cards. Power grows faster in silence than in noise.”

He said, leveling his tone. I planted my hands on my hips and raised my head slightly to show confidence. “Go ahead, tell me. Let's see if you actually have any common sense left.” He chuckled but didn't take offense to my words, instead, he continued like we were having a casual and friendly conversation. “It's because of this…” he said, raising his hands in the air. I arched my brow at him, trying to figure out what he was referring to. “This magnificent idea you came up with in your most desperate situation which led you into becoming a multi billionaire. Gemma's Collection.” He explained before dropping his hands back to his side.

Ric frowned and spoke in an extremely cold voice "if you picked up you know you'll be dead in 30secs." Stevens shivered in fear, believe me the fear of Ricardo is the beginning of wisdom. "I-I didn't si-r" Stevens stuttered and Ric nodded "Phone all the modelling agency you know by tomorrow morning,send them my regards. When they respond I'll tell you the next step to take" Stevens nodded and proceeded to open the car door. ~~~~ 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆

Sophia forced herself to remain calm until the men finally left. Only after closing the door did she release the breath she had been holding. For a moment, she simply stood there in silence while staring at the pile of unpaid bills resting on the table. The weight of everything suddenly felt unbearable. SOPHIA MILLER never imagined that one wrong door would ruin the life she had spent years trying to hold together. The rain outside poured heavily against the dark streets of Manila, turning the city cold and restless by midnight. Inside the club, however, everything remained alive—dim lights, expensive liquor, loud laughter, and people rich enough to waste money like it meant nothing.

she cried, her voice cracking. I stopped and took off my sunglasses. "Lily, do you feel wronged?" She nodded frantically. "I don't feel wronged," I said calmly. "I gave you thirty million dollars and my real heart. In return, I got framed by you and humiliated by the entire pack." "You only lost a fantasy that was never yours. But I... I almost lost my soul." "Youth isn't an excuse for making mistakes. Neither is ambition." "Five million dollars can't buy this lesson. I hope you remember it for the rest of your life."

"Eleanor Vance. She will definitely be in something absurdly feathered. Tech venture capital. She hates small talk but ask her about quantum computing and she will talk for twenty minutes.“ This went on for the next ten minutes, it was a roll call of billionaires and Royalty. He knew each and everyone’s net worth, their divorce settlements and even their secret addictions and I didn’t know if that was him being a business man or just being nosy. "How can you know all this?" I asked my voice a low whisper and tho I didn’t expect an answer he replied. "Because the people who shout their names from the rooftops are the ones who still need you to know who they are," he said, not looking up. "Tru

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."