The Fortune Game Novels & Stories

Now, I wake up the following morning, unclothed and entangled with Loretta in bed. ......................................................................... I promptly dressed and requested that Loretta do the same, urging her to depart without further discussion. The evidence was undeniable; waking up naked with her was an irrefutable sign that something had transpired between us. Loretta seemed relentless in her desire to cause havoc in my life. From innocently helping me cook to ending up in bed together, the circumstances defied easy explanation. The gravity of the situation was overwhelming, as I realized Loretta's realization of my status as the CEO of Melanie Company had driven her to

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.

"Let's move into real estate and start over. Rebuilding the business will be hard, but as long as we work together, we can definitely succeed." Through our combined effort, the company slowly found its footing again. Orders began to return, and smiles appeared on the faces of the employees. - A few days later, I met Fiona again. She was dressed head to toe in designer brands while wearing perfect makeup, looking like a heiress. When she saw me, her eyes filled with scorn and mockery. "Well, well. If it isn't Ursula. Still breaking your back for that useless company? Let me give you some advice. Stop wasting your time. That company is already doomed."

“Is that a challenge?” “Not at all, baby,” he said smoothly, though the glint in his eye told me otherwise. “But I’m a businessman, my love. I never make losing bets.” He extended his arm. “It’s why I’m a billionaire— feared and admired by many.” *How arrogant*, I thought. But he was right. He was filthy rich, I knew that much. “Fine,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “If you somehow get it all right—which you won’t—I’ll…” I trailed off, my mind scrambling.

Afraid of provoking the crowd's anger, she quickly shook her head. "No… no, that's not it…" At once, everyone's curiosity flared. "Then what happened? What did you do to make your eldest son and daughter-in-law finally lose patience?" All eyes turned to the three of them. They exchanged glances with one another, yet none dared to explain. Vivian let out a cold laugh. "Mom, why don't you tell everyone? You won 1 million dollars in the lottery and gave Logan and Sienna 500 thousand dollars each, while giving Cassian two dollars."

In three years of marriage, we had never once spent New Year's Eve together. When I returned to the dining table and saw my parents' cautious, guilt-filled eyes, something twisted in my chest. I forced a smile. "Dad, Mom, this is my fault. We were trying to save money. We found an unreliable merchant and got scammed with fake goods. "Don't worry, I'll get a refund and make sure to send you the real thing." After finally settling my parents down for the night, I called Zoe again. This time it connected. From the other end came the sound of cards shuffling and a man's rough laughter.

No, this time, the man did not actually ask but instead just slipping the ring on the appropriate finger while Lynan was distracted with food. There might have been some tearful scolding to do it properly, but he did say yes in the end. The picture was captioned, ‘Finally going to be a real housewife. MY housewife.’ Well… Looks like playing games with the billionaire turned out to be a serious lifetime commitment. The End.

Emerald and Ace should have gone to the zoo at the weekend, but something came up, forcing Young Morgan to cancel it. She went to the company but brought her son with her. “What happened?” I asked Emerald when they were all seated. Then, I let Ace sit in her office chair and play on his cell phone. “There have been a lot of complaints in our Mobile Ace Clash,” Daryl replied. Mobile Clash, or MAC, is the very first online game that gives them a fortune. It’s their lucky strike project that led them to become famous.

It wouldn't be changed to mine until he fully retired later this year. Seeing my hesitation, Nicholas turned back to the staff. "Let me tell you something. This woman missed the chance to become my wife because she failed my test. Poor people will always be poor—greedy and short-sighted. Even when a massive opportunity falls into their hands, they still can't hold on to it." Since I had arrived early, none of the true power players had shown up yet. Most of the people present were ranked near the bottom of the Fortune List. Some who recognized Nicholas began to laugh along.