Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Vinegar

But that was four days ago and he hadn't called or texted me though. I was already starting to think he fooled me or lied to me but when I did look up his name, the restaurant and a couple other chains of businesses came up, including an ethereum endorsement. How amazing is that? Also, how unbelievable is it that he owned an entire vineyard and winery? I know, right? That's so sick. This guy was so ridiculously wealthy and he was just twenty nine years old. Wow. There are so many people you would never believe are this wealthy.

All I cared about at the moment was to drink and get drunk until I passed out. “This is a 64 year old drink and worth almost two hundred thousand dollars,” he said as he handed me the glass. I sipped on it and nodded as I approved of the taste which deserved to cost that much. It didn't take long until I finished the whole glass and he gave me a different drink. “This one is the most famous among billionaires. You probably know this since you're one of them” I shook my head, “I'm not a billionaire,” I denied as I drank it in one go.

Then, to my surprise, he laughed—a deep, genuine laugh that made my victory feel slightly less sweet. “What’s so funny?” I asked, my grin fading. “Oh, Riley,” he said, shaking his head. “Do you really think a $100,000 bottle of wine is enough to rattle me? I’m a billionaire. That’s pocket change.” My eyes narrowed. “I wasn’t trying to rattle you.” “Of course you were,” he said, smirking. “But I’ll admit, it’s refreshing to see you try. Usually, you’re too busy walking on eggshells around me.”

At the heart of their wealth and prestige lay a centuries-old tradition of winemaking, renowned for producing the finest red wines that graced the tables of the city's elite. Nestled in the picturesque Hudson Valley, the sprawling vineyards of the Zaveri estate sprawled across rolling hillsides, where rows of meticulously tended grapevines bathed in the golden glow of the morning sun. It was here that Sorin Zaveri, the fourth-generation scion of the illustrious family, found solace amidst the tumultuous currents of corporate ambition and familial duty.

Anne With all the events of the past month, things had been a whole lot stressful physically and mentally. The thing with the paparazzi was taking longer to diminish. Vincent being the heir to Sawyer Memorial plus his other passive income asserts had placed him on the top 10 billionaire bachelors under 30. It was from the press releases that I found out that in his early twenties, he’d taken the money he’d gotten from his trust fund to acquire new and dying companies, both foreign and local, and today, more than half the companies were flourishing wildly. On top of that, Vincent and Andrew had inherited properties worth billions of dollars from their grandparents. This was why the press was

“What do you take me for? Why does that shock you so much?” Ava shut her mouth and bit her lip. Then she blurted out her honest thought. “It’s just… I’ve never heard of a billionaire cooking in his own kitchen.” Zac let out a genuine laugh, rich and warm. He carefully dished a portion of each meal onto her plate while Ava continued watching him like he’d just turned into a magician. “Billionaires are humans too, sweetheart. And besides, Genevieve never let me off the hook until I learned to cook properly,” he said casually, glancing up at her every few seconds.

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

The number one sought-after Billionaire. “I know. That’s what I want her to understand. I will never force her into something she isn’t comfortable with. I will never do that to her. But I will try my best to make her understand. To make her see that even if she can’t accept it, all she would do is understand that it is a part of me.” This is a confession. Whatever it was I was about to see, it was something big. Bigger than losing his first fake girlfriend. Vincent isn’t really explaining to the other woman inside the car. He was explaining it to me. He was breaking it to me as gently as he could. “No, let me correct that,” he continued. “This used to be a part of me. But all of that change

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

“Yeah, Dad.” “I’ve got good news,” Victor’s voice could be heard from the other side. There was excitement in his voice which was a rare thing. “A big billionaire has shown interest in our company and is willing to invest.” “Oh, that’s great. Who’s this billionaire?” Vivian asked in delight. “Adrian J Claimer.” Vivian’s expression froze for a second. She couldn’t believe it. “You mean… the son of Sir Gareth Claimer?” “Yeah.”