The Greatest Estate Developer Web Novel Novels & Stories

Nana and Lan Sung called. "Eh... Of course, you two." He said. "Yes!" They both shouted in joy. It was the feeling of winning a lottery game. Then 8 minutes later after the long walk. They saw an unbelievable place. "Ah—" They gaped at the Mansion. "Immortal Mansion!" They called. "Welcome! To his Mansion!" He called with a smile. "....." They are used to his pointing or so. They knew he was the real owner. He was just a shameless millionaire who thought of himself as a poor-fucking-rich-guy!

Still, she let the man’s farce slide past and asked, “Okay then, Mister. Do you know that guy over there?” The man followed her eyes to Ethan. “Oh-ho, interested in him? He’s just some so-called ‘rising star’ in the business world who came out of nowhere half a year ago and became pretty big. Pretty big,” the man explained. “I’ve never even heard of this punk before, but he’s young, and he’s quite nice to look at, so I guess he’s a banger for little chicks like you. I heard he bought some cheap estate that nobody wanted, and then a few days later there’s suddenly news about its development, and all of a sudden, the price went skyrocketing. He’s got a sharp eye; I’ll give ‘em that. That plot

His company employed new staff to help with the pile of workload that kept growing even though the old ones had worked hard and some put in bonus hours. At forty-three, he was already a well-known real estate mogul, a savvy business executive, and a property developer and he also had stocks and shares in other business ventures. Ethan made most of his money after his wife died, he would buy dilapidated buildings and refurbish them, he also invested in the shares of internet companies, and subsequently, his income grew and he gained the status of a billionaire, despite his acquisitions, he still felt a burning hunger for more, an insatiable feeling as if something was missing.

I had to know who I was up against first. I started reading, muttering under my breath, "Founded in 2017, Golden Estate Investments is a part of the Lan Diamond Corporation…" I gasped and stared at the screen in disbelief for nearly a minute. Someone was obviously playing a dirty trick on me. This couldn't be right, right? This company couldn't be a part of Lan Diamond Corporation because that would mean that it belonged to Aren Lan! From what I'd heard, this guy owned probably a large percentage of New York City, but come on!

I sat beside him, while my eyes focused ahead, thinking about what was to come tonight. We arrived at Sabastian's estate in Reidvilla, a massive property, almost too grand for its purpose. It reminded me of Akira's father's house, Alpha Jackson house and even my that of my father’s. The structure was just another one of those old Alphas estate built to flaunt wealth made from dirty illegal business. These men thought wealth came from destruction, but they were wrong so far I Hunter of Silver Moon pack is still alive, I am putting an end to every one of them.

I would never be able to thank him. After ten more minutes of driving, we arrived at a desolate estate. When we drove out, I hadn't really listened for a bustling street, but returning here made me realize there was no sound in the streets. Despite how commercial the street looked, there was no one walking along it. No business was open. It reminded me of my own estate, except our desolation wasn't this stark. Then the huge billboard told me everything I needed to know. 'Justiff Era' These men weren't just any mafia conglomerate, governed by a devil. I adjusted myself in my seat. The Justiff Era was owned by the Devil himself.

"Don't worry. I will gather the tribute for you shortly." Thea left, her scent marking the hallway with the sweet, sharp smell of victory. Nathan moved with the desperation of a starving wolf. He immediately put his primary villa—his most prized territory—up for sale. The luxury estate, valued at seven billion, was slashed by a billion just to ensure a quick kill.

Vivienne’s head jerks toward me, confusion and anger battling in her eyes. “Shut up, Ivy.” “He married me because I was young and stupid and inherited millions,” I continue, ignoring the gun aimed at my head. “But you—” I pause, my tone softening into a cruel smile. “You were the one who handed him everything. You made his job easy.” “Shut up!” Harry’s voice cracks, the gun trembling in his hand. “You were my estate, Vivienne,” I whisper. “He needed you. He was using you. ”

Liora’s accommodation sat just beyond the eastern edge of the estate, where the polished marble paths gave way to cobbled stone and the buildings leaned closer together, as if sharing warmth. It wasn’t rundown but it wasn’t pretending to be something it wasn’t either. The estate I lived in rose behind us like a dream carved in stone, private apartments tucked into immaculate rows, guarded entrances, enchanted lighting that never dimmed unevenly. I’d learned that morning that each apartment in the estate cost more than most workers earned in a decade. Some families bought them outright, like Killers MC did for me. Others paid yearly priced leases just to say their children lived within the Ae

I tapped a series of commands, my mind moving with a clarity that only comes when you have nothing left to lose. "What are you doing?" Silas asked, his curiosity finally piqued. "Roman’s power isn't in his wolf," I explained, a small, jagged smile touching my lips. "It’s in the land. The Crescent Estate sits on six thousand acres of 'protected' forest. But three years ago, I re-zoned the western perimeter for 'Sustainable Human Development' under a shell company. I told him it was for tax breaks. He believed me because he thinks humans are too small to dream of anything bigger than a checkbook."