Talentless Owner Novels & Stories

asked Madame Claire, “Are you brain dead? You must have gone insane. Why don’t you just tell us that you own Thousand Miles Conglomerate? Get out of our home now before you spread your craziness around here!” Alex glared at Madame Claire. He wanted to tell her that he truly was the owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate so badly. However, even if he said it, no one would believe him, just as Dorothy thought he was crazy when he told her he had ten billion dollars. It was indeed difficult for anyone, even himself, to believe it was true.

I sighed. Otis smiled. “I understand. I just realized that a traitor can take the form of a caring and obedient person.” He glanced at Jasper. His subordinate chuckled. “Enough about me. What about you, what do you do?” I asked curiously. “You must be a businessman like Grandpa and Farrell.” Otis chuckled. "You wouldn't believe it if I told you." "Try me." He was stunned for a moment. "If you've ever heard of Precious Fund, I'm the owner," he declared proudly.

I said, my grip tightening on my champagne glass until my knuckles turned white. "Oh, please. Everyone in this room knows the truth," one of the socialites chimed in with a cruel giggle. "The Aragon family is completely bankrupt. Cyrus Valdemor didn't marry you for love. He bought you out of pity to keep your father's mess from ruining his company's reputation. You're just a temporary charity case."

"You know the rules, Andela. We have a deal. We give you time to take gather all of your workers in the farm and order them to leave the half of it since we are taking over the said land within a month. We have the title, we own it and we're just being patient with your terms." I was about to walk when Thaddeus eyes and mine met. I stopped, level the same intensity of his green eyes, gritting my teeth. Tinaasan niya ako ng kilay bago sinuyod ang aking buong katawan sa paraang nakakainsulto. He devilishly smirked afterwards. Pigil akong inis kong naglakad palapit. "K-Kelsey.. anong ginagawa mo dito?" Kinakabahang sambit ni Tita.

She pointed at herself. He nodded again. "But you know what? This boss is way too generous I guess, cause he rescheduled the meeting for me. And I do not think that every billionaire could do that." He was also agreeing with her as he took in what she was saying with a slight frown. "And you know who this billionaire owner is?" She asked him and he raised his eyebrows at her. "Mr. Callix Russells of the R Industry." She gushed out while his eyes went big as saucers.

I just can't believe that he owns such a huge property. "Say something. Didn't you like this place?" As he asked, I instantly shook my head. "I love this place, it's so beautiful. It's just that I can't believe that you own this." As I told him, he passed a bright smile to me. "Princess, your Mr. stranger is not only a Professor, but he is also the owner of the big construction company. I own many more beautiful places. I'll take you to every place, then you decide where you want to build up our future house." He's so rich, I just can't believe it.

I couldn’t help him in any way, no matter how much I wanted to. “You see,” he continued, “you are of no use to me. You are a pretty thing, but without a penny to your name, you are worthless. A beauty without brains, taking up space in this world. And I have a job to do, a job that requires me to remove you from the picture.” His voice was cold and callous, but it was his words that sent a shiver down my spine. “What do you mean by ‘carry out your assignment’?” I asked, my voice sharp and insistent. “What are you planning to do?” He smiled, his expression cruel and calculating.

Sometimes speaking in that calm, silky voice that made her skin crawl. “Do you know what I hate about Jaxon’s little empire?” he said at one point, leaning against a pillar, watching her like she was something caged in a zoo. “He treats people like assets. Polished. Groomed. Protected. But he forgets that assets can be stolen. Broken. Rebranded.” Talia bit the inside of her cheek to keep from answering. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a response. Not now. Not ever. Zane tilted his head, amused at her defiance. “Still quiet. I like that. It means you understand. Silence is obedience. Silence is survival.”

The card felt expensive. Everything rich people owned somehow felt thicker. Written across it boldly were the words: Victor Hale Corporate Lawyer I looked back up slowly. “You’re a lawyer?” “Yes.” “Why are you talking to me?” “Because my employer is searching for someone. And he noticed you.” Wait, what? “What do you mean noticed me? For what exactly?” “A position.” “That sounds suspicious.” A small laugh escaped him. “Fair enough.” I folded my arms tightly. “Look, if this is some weird scam—”

I own a lot of preperty being the only daughter of my precious parents, in fact I'm so rich that I could easily buy ALPHA AND LUNA INTERTAINMENT and have you three kicked out if I want to so don't mess with me! The fact that I am humbled irks you all right? You would rather believe a rude bossy lady than believe in me right? I don't need any of you to believe me anyways, you all never considered me as one of you and I don't care."