The Billionaire's Vinegar Novels & Stories

The truth was, I already knew how tomorrow would go. People loved beautiful scandals. And what was more beautiful than the story of a jealous older sister stealing a billionaire husband? The newspapers had already turned me into a villain. Tomorrow, Greyford’s elite women would simply stare at the monster in person. The thought alone made nausea twist inside me. Breakfast ended shortly afterward. Adrian rose first. As usual. He gathered his documents while Vivian continued speaking to Eleanor about some upcoming board dinner. I reached for my cup carefully, hoping to leave unnoticed.

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

She asked with a raised brow, her anger showing a bit in her voice. However, Mr. Olive was too lost in his own story that he did not notice the change in Ava's tone and demeanor. He ran his finger through his button and sighed. " Actually, I was the one who betrayed him but I really can't call that a betrayal because he has everything more than I do! Without his company, he can still easily maintain his position as the youngest multi billionaire in this country and the richest too but me? I will become a nobody without this company. This company is my life, my everything and there will be nothing more to my life if I lose this place. " He muttered with pain filled voice.

I never knew the mystery man, as she called him, would make all my daydreams a reality. “Are you seeing a billionaire?” She covered her mouth in awe. “Or a mafia boss? Because that would explain all this wealth. I mean, look at this…” she picked up the bottle of unopened wine from the table. “This is Harlan Estate wine. Do you know how much it costs? Over a thousand dollars each, and every table has it.” Her eyes bulged as she looked around before putting the wine in her bag. “I’m selling this. Don’t tell Benny and Casey I took it!” she whispered. I laughed softly, also in awe of how extravagant the party was. When I realized I was going to have a party, I didn’t expect it to be this big and

"How do you mean? He asked. "The young boy, who just lost her parents at the time, came into the school as a disguised Billionaire, making every one believe that he was in the school on scholarship, but very few persons who knew him, told us everything". She says, almost whispering this time, as if someone might be listening. "Who is this secret billionaire? He asked, getting more interested in the story. "He is Craig Anderson, the only grand son of the Anderson, the president of the Apple international technological industries". She says with a knowing smile.

“I know exactly what kind of wine that is and those bottles go for close to two hundred thousand dollars!” “And I’m a billionaire.” He argues, pushing his wealth, which I hate when people do that. “Sure!” I yell back. “Bring in the expensive wine that costs more than my grandfather’s house. Let’s get drunk on something that was mashed by someone’s feet over three hundred years ago.” “Two hundred and fifty years old. And yes, you’re right. It did cost close to that much.” He walks in, the bottle in one hand and two glasses in his other hand. His ripped jeans and regular black tee shirt make him look like an everyday normal person because when he wears his suit, he makes me nervous. This versi

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

“There’s this thing going on around New York. The Times… and even in Forbes. The Af Forselles Heiress.” I frowned when there’s Hyacinth’s photo with Raven posing as a modern billionaire. Hyacinth was sitting on Raven’s left thigh with that rare ring that she’s wearing. “What?” “It said here that Hyacinth Af Forselles-Reeves is a multi-billionaire.” “What?!” I exclaimed as I read the article. It is indeed said that Hyacinth is a multi-billionaire who inherits stocks on different big companies including the Ruby Empire, and even from the Sinclair Empire! What the fu~? Hyacinth is actually rich? Richer than dad or my deceased mother?

Elaine was shocked when she clicked in to have a look! On the Wikipedia page, the rich man with the last name Zinn was a famous beverage king with family assets worth more than a hundred US billion dollars! Elaine was shocked and could not help but ask: “Oh, my goodness! This boss, Mr. Zinn, is your relative?”

whispers upon whispers grace her lips. THUD! Santiago, too, falls to his knees! Mr. Santiago, the previous wealthiest man in Virginia, on his knees before a mere excavator operator! That is the initial youngest billionaire in Virginia and her dad, the initial wealthiest man, are on their knees before a mere excavator operator! It is such a shocking sight to behold! If there were pepperonis and passersby nearby, this would have made the rounds on the internet, streets, and news stations for several weeks!