Novel & Cerita Spoiled Rich Girl

Olivia felt the way Gloria laughed as her hair moved in the wind, gave her a striking resemblance with Ariana Grande. "I'm not actually. My mother is just too obsessed with perfection. Even as a little girl, I had to learn to be a perfect lady. My mother taught it was the only thing that could help me trap a Billionaire's heart." Gloria explained, a sad expression taking over her face. This made Olivia feel strange. Asher and his sister had a rough childhood because of their mother, despite their wealth. Sebastian looked like he was hiding something too, something that gave him sorrows and regrets.

But something inside me refused to let her words slide. Serena let out a mock sigh. “I mean, what else do you call it when a girl goes from taking cabs to being chauffeured in one of Vivian Scott’s cars? Did you get bored of playing the helpless little intern and decide to aim higher?” Kate shifted beside her, looking like she wanted to intervene, but before she could, I spoke. Calm. Cold. Unapologetic. “Funny,” I said, tilting my head. “I didn’t realize working hard and minding my own business made me a gold digger. But then again, I wouldn’t expect you to understand it anyway.”

Her competitive self couldn't take it and she hated this girl called MS just because she was more beautiful than her. You see, Freya had been born and brought up in affluence. Her family was what people call filthy rich. Being the only daughter in a family of four children, everyone, including her three elder brothers, treated her like an expensive porcelain or like an egg that would break at the slightest of careless handling. Everyone did what she wanted and she was given anything and everything she demanded for. She was their little angel. In short, it would be safe to conclude that Freya was what people call 'a spoiled brat'.

"You don't even use the family estate. Did you know that before I became a model, kids would tease me thinking I was lying about being rich? They wondered how I got into the school district. They thought I was the janitor's daughter!" Shaking my head, I take a deep breath before responding. Both Atlas and I decided to raise our children as our parents had raised us, humble and grounded despite our wealth. But my in-laws had different ideas and unfortunately, my girls have been a bit spoiled with private school tuition and European tours every fall. Maddie, gifted with her mother's striking beauty, was scouted shortly after puberty when her 6'1" frame and pronounced cheekbones. They had gone

Bah,' Mariana gave out a cold laugh at the bottom of her heart. As far as she knew, Tia had switched boyfriends constantly in high school, and when she entered art school, she quickly attached herself to a rich boy. Her school life had been extravagant and indulgent. Now, however, she had somehow transformed into a "pure girl" in the eyes of men. The world was not fair. Mariana lowered her head and held her two children tightly in her arms. She didn't want to dig into the past grudges. Her only goal now was to raise the two little ones. Nothing else mattered.

This little girl is born to be spoiled by everyone, every relative that seemed to be cursed of not having to give birth to a daughter even if it’s just once. That’s why when this girl decided to leave the family and pursue the man she fell in love with, penniless and just using her beauty as means of seduction, there’s no one of them that could stop her, especially after being threatened of breaking of ties with them if they ever interfered to her rebellious phase (which she had referred to herself). Truly spoiled too much. But now its okay, their little sister is back to be their little princess again or even---act as a queen now.

My eyes immediately travelled from the poor handbag to her who really looked so pissed. “I told you I want that bag! I told you I’m going to get it! Why did you have it sold to that obviously outdated woman?! It doesn’t even suit her age! Ugh!” The girl screamed. The shop manager, with clasped hands, took a step forward towards her and calmly explained. But since she is one spoiled brat, there is no way she would listen. Instead, she humiliated all the staffs, yelled and even pointed her fingers at them. How could a girl like her, as young as fourteen, do that kind of degradation just because she’s born rich? The world would be in doom if everyone in her generation is like her.

Not because he trusts me, because he wants peace badly enough to hand over his only daughter for it. Cowardice disguised as diplomacy. Back then, I thought Clara was exactly what she looked like. Spoiled. Sheltered. Raised on luxury without understanding the machinery behind it. Another rich girl playing at confidence because money protected her from consequences. But now— wealth is power. Old wealth is worse.

She is, in fact, the undisputed monarch of her college's social scene, an individual who possesses an unparalleled zest for life, and an unabashed affection for the finer things it has to offer. Kirti Richchand is a name that resonates with both awe and admiration amongst her peers. Blessed with an infectious enthusiasm and a heart as expansive as her bank account, she has earned her reputation as the "richest girl on campus" not just through her impressive financial means but also through her charming personality that radiates warmth and affluence.

Jasmine comforted her, "look at her, she has grown up safely, and now she has also found a job. I am sure she will be fine in the future." Granny Gill felt very comforted when she heard this. She patted Jasmine's hand. "Yes, that old fortune-teller in our village said that Oli was born to be spoiled and rich. I don't ask for this wealth, as long as she is safe and smooth in her life." Olivia found out whether she was born rich or not, she did not know, but the people around her did seem to be rich. For example, the Stephen who ran into her now.