The Billionaire Brain Wave Review Mga Nobela at Kwento

I spread the butter evenly on my bread, that was the previous night and it's morning I have to prepare myself. "Thank God for Mr Billionaire I would have been kicked out of this cottage" I grumbled picking my hot tea I took my phone to call Salome, a good friend of mine "Hey Salome! how are you?" I asked happily "Am good. At least not blowing like you," We laughed "I heard you had a billionaire client" She said surprised "Yeah" I answered reluctantly "We were at Breton Hotels and Suites" "Wow! Aria am beginning to feel the agency is not fair" She complained

And once I did, every single one of them came apart like cheap fabric. One guy had been quietly involved in a corporate espionage scandal over a fifteen-thousand-dollar pen. A pen. Another woman ran a so-called “motivational retreat” that somehow ended with multiple lawsuits about goat therapy. And the last candidate of the day seemed like a normal, respectable man until I found his private blog claiming billionaires live in underwater cities. By the end of it, I was done. I came home, dropped my phone on the table, and decided I wanted something different tonight. Something I could control. Something that didn’t irritate me. That’s when I pulled up Velvet’s page.

At this moment, his brain exploded in an instant. That wolf was...Billionaire’ Alpha Jason?

I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only knows what I'm gonna tell them. An hour later, the meeting started with Mr. Noah William, we discussed about the contract and everything. I don't like doing business with him, because I sense something fishy about him. I remember one day at a charity event he told me he liked me, indirectly, not like in a straight forward way, but in his own twisted way, but I rejected him, directly. I thought he was gonna take his shares back from the company or do something over dramatic, but he didn't, he behaved like nothing happened. I'm more than sure he's planning something much more bigger, because he has got a ego as big as the grea

The caption beneath read: “Victor Westbrook partners with fallen media giant, Elliot Blake, to launch NeuroGenesis Research Initiative.” Ariana’s blood turned to ice. Blake...? She whispered the name, lips trembling. Her cursor hovered over the article. And just before she could click… Her laptop screen flickered. Then went black.

"The people you owed money to—they won't be coming back. Henri made sure of that." ​Tom pulled his hands away, his eyes narrowing with a sudden, painful realization. "Henri? As in Henri Gagnon? The guy from the news? Lizzie, people like him don't just do favors for anyone. What did you give him?" ​The question hung in the air, sharp and accusatory. Elizabeth looked at her brother, knowing she couldn't tell him the full truth. She couldn't tell him that she had sold her reputation, agreeing to play the part of a billionaire’s disposable fling just to ruin a woman named Marie and secure a corporate empire. If Tom knew he was the collateral that had forced her hand, it would break him.

CHAPTER 3 As Ryan drove up his driveway, almost expressionless as he usually is, his mind was a kaleidoscope of thoughts. His business and name has been under threat especially in recent years. He had inherited his father's large scale, world renowned brewery since he passed away about a decade ago. With his smarts, foresight and ruthlessness, Anderson breweries have attained higher heights than ever before; they are about to conquer the Eurasian front. But now a gap in his financial records had insinuated evidence of Tax fraud and money laundering. The board and the government have been on his back for the past two years. In the middle of this ,he's had to also deal with his divorce with Am

After 20 years of being in this business, the world calls me a billionaire, but I feel like I have seen it all and it has gotten old fast. Then I met Ava and the colors in my world seemed bright again “Fuck! she is even turning me into a poet.” I need to arrange for a woman, it’s been a while maybe it will clear me of this madness. I think out loud as I pour the scotch into my mouth. My phone vibrates and I see it’s my right-hand man. “Smith, talk to me.” “Sir, we have a bit of a problem the CEO of MegaCon refused to sign.”

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

"Lies, so many lies you keep telling yourself Mr Billionaire, but even though you keep lying to the whole world, you can't lie to me..." Even though my awful mind kept on repeatedly whispering to me what my heart kept on bleeding out, it was no lie that slowly not only did it somehow manage to bring me back to my senses, it also made me actually believe that indeed the heart always has a mind of it own whether you fucking like it or not. "You are "THE" city's famous billionaire, you can't give up and let her go, no way..." Whispers ringing in my head, even though it sounded so cliche to me, still like a magician, I found my legs moving on it own out of the dump I sat on.