The Billionaires Pawn Novels & Stories

Meredith was saying. "Mom stop!" Riley hurriedly tried to stop her mother from talking further. "How can you not know him? He's Aziz Garrett, the CEO of G-tex Corporation and the youngest billionaire in the entire Seattle. His company is a major partner of our BigBest Corporation. Also, he was grandfather's most trusted business partner. Actually, he shared a much more closer relationship with grandfather. How don't you know all these?" Hearing her daughter's words, Meredith almost couldn't believe her ears. This was the man she's tried to make several business connections with in the past but was never successful in securing a deal with his company. She never thought of him to be so... youn

“Just like what you used to threaten me, I really do hate miss Madell. But I have no choice because I am gaining benefits from her. I really need money right now.” So what she wanted to tell is that since she’s getting money from me, she doesn’t need to work under someone she truly hates? But there’s no way she’ll like the person who threatened her? Anyway, a pawn is a pawn. Even if she betrayed me in the end, it won’t change that I will gain benefits from her too. Besides, it’s not like I will stay in this mansion forever. “If ever I found out that you told Madell about our deal, you know what will happen, right?” I responded.

He said in a firm tone as he held onto Audrey who clutched onto his arm tightly. “Very well sir.” “Don’t be worked up princess.” He said to her as they approached the tent. “— All we need is one more investor with about ten to twenty million dollars and we'll carry out the operation. Gustavo had to buy Papilio out because with the crime commission breathing down his neck and watching his every move, we can’t have him on our side. It’s bad for business.” The frontman at the table spoke. The men in black walked into the tent with Ace and Audrey.

Leaving the bar with a wicked smile on my face, I headed home to prepare for the call. Scarlett’s POV I've been going all over town, asking anyone and everyone for help. But it seems like all my efforts have been in vain. I can't believe how hard it is to come up with the money I need for my sister's surgery. I've gone to every bank and lending institution in the area, but none of them are willing to loan me the amount I need. I even tried to sell some of my own belongings, but everything I own is worth so little that it wouldn't make much of a difference.

“This conversation has officially left PG13 territory so I’m going to take the twins and Snowflake outside.” Felix waited until they were out of the room before continuing. “Don’t bother denying it, mother. I know what you’ve been up to. “This email contains proof that you have been stealing money from Tech Town for almost four years. In total, everything that you have stolen has accumulated to millions of dollars which were first moved to a local account in your name and then to a foreign bank account.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bethany said, her face betraying her lie.

It turned out that Blake was not here alone, and was accompanied by a few servants from the capital. "Blake, you brat, you took another hundred million dollars in engineering. Why do you need so much money? Beware of people dying and money being spent.” A man walked over and placed his arm on Blake's shoulder. Blake laughed, and then punched the man's shoulder, "You don't need to worry so much, I won't be able to take you away." "Before I burn them, let me win a little. Let's go, my luck has been really good recently, I just want to win against Mr. Anderson."

She deliberately chose a pawnshop far from the city, thinking she would be able to keep it a secret from John. After parking the car, Zyla looked up. "Sis Liv, do you want to pawn something? If you need money..." "Zyla, I can't borrow 70 million dollars from Mr. Quinton, can I?" Zyla nodded. "You're right." "Wait for me in the car." "Okay." Olivia went into the pawnshop and took everything out of her bag, including the ring. The pawnbroker's eyes lit up when they saw the ring. "That's a quality thing, Miss. Are you sure you want to pawn it?"

"I live with my younger brother, Gerald, and my fiancee, Savy. My wedding is just three weeks away so you can relax. I love my fiancee and I have no intention of taking advantage of you. I am a billionaire and I took over my dad's business after he passed away. My younger brother is quite the character. He sold off an important piece of jewelry belonging to my family and I was told that I could buy it back here today. That is the reason why I came to the black market today. It's actually my first time and I had no intention of buying you. I didn't even know that humans were sold here at the market.

His fingers tapped rhythmically against his knee, an old habit of his when he was nervous. “What is it, Caleb?” His smile faltered. “What do you mean?” I leaned forward. “I mean, what do you want? You have been tapping your knee like a drum and drowning in wine. Just spit it out.” He downed his glass in one go, exhaling. “I need some money, Zayn.” I stared at him. “Are you kidding me?” Three months ago, I gave him five million dollars to invest in his so-called business. A business I had never seen or never heard details about.

I picked up my hairdryer and resumed drying my curly hair as Alissa sang loudly on my bed about how amazing she was as a friend and that Friday was going to be the best birthday I'd ever had, which I highly doubt. These billionaires better send some good-ass gifts or I'm fighting Alissa. By Wednesday, 6 Billionaires had sent a gift with a card or just a card saying sorry they missed my birthday or something to seem sympathetic. One of them sent $100 a card. "See I told you it would work, you buzzkill. There are only 3 more billionaires left to end a card or gift," Alissa said shutting the front door after collecting yet another gift, this one coming with synthetic flowers.