The Great Money Reset Novels & Stories

" I clenched my fists tightly. So, this was the truth. Shayla and Aaron both hailed from the suburbs. One was my closest friend, the other my boyfriend. So, when it came to spending money on them, I never kept count. I belatedly realized that they were merely leeching off me. Since fate had given me a chance to be reborn, I was determined to make them repay every last thing they took from me, a thousand times over. Shayla sneered, "Bella, the only reason I had given Aaron up reluctantly was because your family was slightly better off than mine. "Now that I've won 50 million dollars and achieved financial freedom, what chance do you have against me?

I felt as if I was relieving my horrible past again as the memories which I wanted to forget were all coming back despite me smoking weed to forget. With anger at Ricky for causing this, as I turned to glare at him, I saw him stare back at me. "I know who you are, Nathan Curtis Silverman The billionaire." "So what? Have you been researching me like some kind of cop? I hope you found what you’re looking for as I'm no longer a billionaire. I DON'T have bloody money to give you!" I said shouting at him in anger for daring to look into my past without my consent.

As I climbed into the driver's seat, Julian hopped into the passenger side, clutching the folder of Silas's final files. "There's one more thing in here," Julian said as I threw the truck into gear, the tires spinning in the mud. "Something Silas was hiding even from Eleanor." "Tell me." "The 'Reset' isn't just about the baby," Julian read, his brow furrowed. "It’s a total liquidation of Wolfe and Sterling assets. In one hour, every account you own, every patent you filed, every cent in the Wolfe trust... it all transfers to a blind trust managed by an AI named 'Eleanor-V.' The baby is the face, but the machine is the owner."

-" Good evening Mr. Gerald, can I talk to you for a moment." -" Sure." -" I would like to work in a friend's club; I need to save some money just in case." -" In case of what?" he asked. -" I don't know, I might need it in the future, I also need to buy some stuff." I lied. -" You can use my debit card for that." -" No, definitely no. I can't take your money." I retorted. -" You won't. You will just borrow money from me until you got paid for the mission you are assigned and then give it back." He explained.

After 20 years of being in this business, the world calls me a billionaire, but I feel like I have seen it all and it has gotten old fast. Then I met Ava and the colors in my world seemed bright again “Fuck! she is even turning me into a poet.” I need to arrange for a woman, it’s been a while maybe it will clear me of this madness. I think out loud as I pour the scotch into my mouth. My phone vibrates and I see it’s my right-hand man. “Smith, talk to me.” “Sir, we have a bit of a problem the CEO of MegaCon refused to sign.”

“You’re not on her level. So all this is nothing more than something vain. You are only wasting your strength and resources, my dear friend.” “Jensen, please stop it,” I asked, feeling bad for Finn. “You really have a fine touch,” Finn said to me, looking a little disillusioned. “But I had no idea you could be this rich.” “I’m not rich, Finn. At least not anymore,” I said, correcting him. “I already said that my parents went bankrupt, and there was nothing left of my past.” That one I said, looking at Jansen. I wanted him to understand that he was being inconvenient.

"Fifty million? How did nobody notice?" "Because it was done slowly through legitimate looking transactions, consulting fees, service contracts, investment transfers. All of it hidden in normal business operations." "Can we trace where the money went?" "I'm working on it, but Aurora you need to prepare yourself. When we expose this it's going to destroy a lot of people including some you might not expect." "I don't care who goes down. They stole from my family and they killed my father. They deserve whatever happens to them." Her voice was cold and I heard the determination in it. She'd come a long way from the scared woman who'd first approached me at the gala.

"The core of the Reset. You think you’re a thief. You think you stole these years from them." I couldn't speak. I just shook, the tears soaking into the fabric of my shorts. I lived through the fire. I lived through the rain. And every year, when I was about to reach the anniversary, my brain would panic. It would see me laughing with Clayton or enjoying a sunset and it would whisper: How dare you? And then, click. The lights would go out. The "Reset" was the only way I knew how to stay "innocent." If I didn't remember the life I’d built, I didn't have to feel guilty for enjoying it.

"The human race’s technological leap in the twenty-first century has shattered the natural progression of cause and effect. The timeline is bleeding into itself. If we do not initiate the Final Reset within three hours, the consensus reality will permanently fracture. Human civilization will dissolve into a multi-era slaughterhouse." "And what happens to the billions of people when you reset the clock?!" Vikram yelled, stepping forward, his laptop open. "I’ve seen the core equations in the data-shard! A total reset doesn't just rewind time—it deletes the anomalies! You are going to erase the last eighty years of human progress, human lives, and human memories to start over from your perfect

Mr Carter and Mr Green returned to the hideout with the money they had collected from the ATMs. "How did it go?" Mr Green asked "I am happy to inform you, that I have successfully moved three billion dollars from the multiple accounts into the ghost accounts. Now Monday morning I will crush the bank I will put a virus in the bank system which will impart only the accounts we have moved the funds from. By the time they will rectify it, we will be long gone," Martin explained "Good job. Anyway, we gathered some money from the ATM," Mr Carter began and Mr Green stepped on Mr Carter's feet as he was standing very close.