Novel & Cerita Stop Acting Rich Book

It was just like three years ago. I started shaking. Not out of fear, but because of how shocked I was at the show Steven had put on. He'd really put in the work when it came to lying to me. Just as Scarface and his crew were about to start trashing the apartment, I suddenly pulled out a bank card. "There's 100 thousand dollars on this. Is that enough?" Steven froze, even forgetting to keep up his act. "Have you gone mad, Mel? This is the startup fund you saved for me. You can't give it to them!"

"Why does everyone look so gloomy? What's going on?" Rachel looked up from her computer, her eyes red-rimmed as if she'd been crying. She glanced around nervously before leaning in closer. "You've not heard. Well, the company has been sold, and the new owner has decided to lay off almost, if not the entire staff."

She stopped inches from my chest, the heat radiating off her. "You think buying my security makes up for three years of hell?" "No. It’s just the down payment." I reached out, my fingers hovering near her jaw, but I didn't touch her. I didn't have the right. "I still have billions, Rachelle. I still have the Santoro name, even if it’s dragged through the mud. I could leave. I could go to Singapore and start over. But I’m here. At your feet. Asking for a job."

With his mother's financial backing, what had originally been a five-year plan accelerated dramatically. Two years later, our books dominated the bestseller lists across all major platforms, becoming the literary sensation of the year. Around the same time, someone anonymously reported Richard for money laundering with ironclad evidence. The government swiftly moved in, seizing all his connected companies overnight. Thankfully, Mrs. Channing had distanced herself from the business early on. Though she took a financial hit, she came through unscathed. Richard had arranged for Alex to flee abroad, but Lucy created a spectacular scene at the airport, sobbing and pleading with him not to leave h

He reached for it, and I reluctantly lifted my knees to let him take it. He read the title aloud, his voice laced with amusement: “Captured and Claimed by the Mafia Don?”. "Really? Kimberly" I glared at him, my embarrassment mounting. “It was the only interesting book here.” His smile widened. “Out of all these books, that’s what you call interesting?” “What should I have read instead?” I shot back, gesturing at the shelves. “One of those dry leadership manuals?” Without responding, he pulled a book off the shelf. Rich Dad, Poor Dad. He held it up as though it were a trophy.

Once she got into the meeting room she instantly asked " why are you all doing here this time? Didn't you have work to do" Dave quickly made his way out of the crowd and spoke " we were waiting for you to celebrate, Hunter would be back any minute with the champagne and the Lucas industry just donated a hundred billion dollars to charity." Immediately Dave was done talking Hunter entered the room moving a tray containing different expensive wine, But Sophie was still stunned hearing Dave words, that b**stard literally refused her proposal that it wouldn't cost more than five million to implement which was almost nothing to him but to Sophie and Dave it was their push to reach a quarter of a

"Well, what about a book?" "Antonio knows nothing about my situation. I lisd to him okay? I couldn't tell him what I did, and so he thinks he can take me to court if he gets his hands on the signed book that contains the will to my wealth. He thinks our late father had a secret wealth meant for us both, that I've kept to myself the entire time." Ge explained. I thought it made absolutely no sense but I still chose to ignore it. I continued to internally convince myself that he was not a part of my oife, and so I wouldn't commit his words to heart.

Scott replied disdainfully, “I’m eating the half that Brother Max has paid for while you’re eating the half that Charlie has paid for. So, you can thank him all you want. It has nothing to do with me at all.” At this time, Joey, who had already eaten to the point his mouth was greasy all over, suddenly reacted to the topic that everyone else was talking about. He was still chewing and gnawing on his meat as he asked vaguely, “By the way, what were you guys talking about? What is The Richest Man in Zion? Why can’t I understand what you are talking about?” Harvey frowned before he asked, “The movie The Richest Man in Zion! The actor, Zachary Levi, acted in the movie. It was shown in cinemas so

He can't really answer Denny or any of the upcoming words he would spit, so might as well change the subject to a new one to avoid being caught. "Are you trying to change the subject?" Denny took a sip from his mocktail. "Yes because I don't want to talk about that taboo matter Denny, you know that" "Oh look at you talking about taboo things, okay fine. I get it. I'll just pretend that I never read your book" "You read my book?" "Of course Richard, it's famous" "Why?" Richard asked, he was already embarrassed but he can't do a thing about it, a decision is a decision.

It's just an excuse to ride with Richard. “Then take a taxi.” Richard said coldly and turned to the driver. “Stop the car!” The driver found a good spot on the roadside as he carefully parked the car. “Are you getting off here, Richie?” “You are getting off, not me!” “Woah! Richie, you can even read my mind now. How did you know that I wanted to stop by the mall to get something?” Richard rolled his eyes. Is she dumb or what? “Yeah, mind reading is one of my jobs. Step down already!”