The Fortune Game Novels & Stories

"It's enough. But what I want to know is… What do you want from me?" "Marry me," Charles said. I froze at his shocking request. He continued evenly, "I have 15% of Ziegler Group and 30 billion dollars in personal assets. If you agree, all of it will be yours." His eyes gave nothing away—I couldn't tell if he was hiding something, or if this really was nothing more than a business proposal to him. After Charles lost his legs, he had gone to live in Grisdale. Some said that he went there to prepare for a comeback. Many speculated that he intended to compete with Samuel to be the successor to their family business. Others claimed he had given up on everything.

By the time the clock struck twelve, the trending topics had been scrubbed clean and replaced with glossy congratulatory press, blessings, and applause. [A century proposal, so romantic it hurts.] My own social accounts, though, were a sewer. [What is this? A wife who swallows this kind of humiliation?] [For a little rich-family money, she has no dignity at all.] I scrolled through the comments. I felt nothing. They were not wrong about one thing. I stayed because of money. More precisely, I stayed because my gift had limits. My fortune-siphoning gift only worked on my husband. Across from me, Jasper carefully peeled shrimp and brought it to Kimberly's lips.

“Mom, look at him! He’s going to make our family bankrupt!” I said nothing. Instead, I took a piece of paper out of my bag. It was a copy of the demolition agreement. I slapped it onto the coffee table with a smack. “Sorry to ruin your drama. That is the emotional compensation money Mom gave me. “Not much. Just two million.” Lisa and Kevin’s eyes snapped to the paper as if pulled by a magnet. When they saw the long string of zeroes in the amount section, Lisa’s crying stopped abruptly. Her jaw dropped wide enough to fit an egg in her mouth.

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

“I know how much you love him.” My chest squeezes and I look elsewhere. She is right, I do love my grandfather and she has seen every stage of him. I don’t talk about what Nicole said to me, because it’s haunting me. What if whatever this is won’t work out? What if Emma launches her new game and I still can’t get her to forgive me? What if— “Let’s work on our game.” Emma says, cutting the silence. I now realize that she has been holding an iPad; she swipes at the screen and opens a folder that reads ‘Demo game.’

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

Annie seemed to be in a dilemma and uttered, "But..." Corinne stared at her and immediately caught on. "There's some important stuff in your phone, isn't there?" Annie nodded embarrassedly. Corinne massaged the top of her nose bridge and turned to look at the man. "What other game do you want to play?" The man looked at Corinne's confident expression. "Winning or losing doesn't matter this time. We'll spin this wheel of fortune. I'll return her phone in exchange for you playing this game once!"

How much cruel can fate be? "No this isn't possible…please believe me Malia I didn't kill him. I held the gun but I didn't pull the trigger" Larson's voice brought me back to reality. It was finally over…before it started it already ended, this was definitely his last game and I failed to see it. The billionaire's last game, it was time for us to go our separate ways and walk on different paths. Forever this day will be in my memories and heart, the day in which the clouds were filled with darkness and that darkness crept it's way into my life.

"They're announcing their Chicago location tomorrow. Three blocks from where we're building. And they've already secured partnerships with two organizations we've been courting." Claire leaned back in her chair, processing the implications. Competition in nonprofit work wasn't unusual, but this felt deliberately targeted. "What do we know about Hastings?" "Made his fortune in software - predictive analytics and AI. Forty-three, married to supermodel Natasha Volkov, known for 'disrupting' traditional industries." Jennifer pulled up his Wikipedia page. "He's been moving into philanthropy the past two years. Education reform, criminal justice, and now poverty reduction." "Let me guess - he's tr

"I know that rich people like you like having boytoys around because you've got plenty of money to spare. Just admit that you're also having toys! What's the point of pretending that they're anything else?" I held on to the table as I got back to my feet. My forehead was throbbing with pain from the gash. There was a huge disparity between the strength of a man and a woman, and it frightened me. I decided to be more stealthy. I tapped on the recording button on my phone and hid it behind me. Then, I baited Lukas to spill the truth. "Lukas Charter, I'm calling off the engagement between us! You and Gigi are planning to steal all my assets and properties from me once we get married, isn't that