The Invisible Billionaire Novels & Stories

Lucian Aldridge. Billionaire. CEO. A titan of industry who had been recently blinded in a high-speed accident that had dominated the headlines for months. And as far as he knew? She was Vivian Lancaster—the high-society socialite who had packed her designer bags and vanished the very second he lost his sight.

"But what meetings does he attend here? Thought the wine press at my town was destroyed. Does he have a company here?" Sara nodded. "He does." Bethany wondered how rich he was cause he isn't being recognized by the media and no one talks about him. Infact, he is just like an ordinary man who had nothing whereas he owns big industries. "He is a silent billionaire I see." Sara lifted the corners of her lips into a smile, "Yes you are right. A billionaire who hates to be recognized so he makes sure to keep hidden what he does secret, leaving the world to wonder who does it."

"Or I would take all your businesses, houses, and cars if you disobeyed." I threw my phone through the wall after reading her intimidation towards me. She's a crazy knucklehead mother! I leaned back in my chair and stared at the broken glass of the phone scattered on the floor, realizing something was important in there. "Damn! The picture." I immediately stood up, picked it up, and tried to open it. But it's too late; it's broken. I sat down and sighed. This isn't what I expected to happen. Now, Brandon Rhey, the youngest billionaire of the Wilsome family, has been obligated to comply with the legacy of the family by marrying a woman who is as wealthy as we are.

She doesn't want to buy anymore because Zeus carries too many designer bags, and she's also embarrassed because Zeus pays for all of them. "Zeus, my foot hurts," she complained with a frown. "I don't want to walk anymore. Let's go home. " Zeus smiled at her. "One last store." His snout grew longer. "Fine." She frowned as they entered a jewelry shop. What he knows is that the owner of the store is a Filipino American. His name is Clark Calvin Seville. He found out about it because the young man was featured in a famous magazine. He was a billionaire at the age of 25. No girlfriend and only flings.

If not, he would not have the courage to do this. Although the people on the World’s Billionaires were top-ranked celebrities who were worth tens of hundreds of billions, after Pearl got into this circle, she learned that there were many invisible rich people in this world. The ones on the World’s Billionaires list might not even make up 1% of the actual figure. Most of the rich people were very low-key, and this one in front of her was obviously one of them. Furthermore, he was definitely one of the richest ones. He was so young, so he was definitely the superb son of an invisible family.

Good, so good. Donna thought she needed a break, a vacation on an island. Blake didn't take vacations. She needed to work, just push past the block and write. She didn't need the money, she was rich, filthy rich, really. Her gran's inheritance was enough to have her retire on a private island, and her five books had done extremely well. Blake loved writing, getting words on a page, taking her readers on a journey through exotic lands and monster-filled forests. That was what she loved to do. This block was an irritation she didn't need now. And Donna's idea of a vacation was bad, it would just take her away from her work and doing what she loved. Blake cocked her head as she heard her phone

I thought something like that was really rare. "A billionaire? But still not found? That’s such a weird news story." Lean just shrugged, but it was clear she was confused by what she had seen on the news. I would be confused too if I saw something like that. I mean, imagine it—a billionaire, one of the wealthiest people in the country, suddenly disappeared? It just doesn’t make sense. "It's weird actually. But then I realized, even billionaires aren't exempt from things like this. No one’s really safe these days," Lean sighed in disbelief.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

“Not at all. But… there is a catch.” “A catch?” “Yes. You see, I have another secret I need to share with you.” His sparkling eyes let her know that she wasn’t going to get mad at him this time. “Besides hiding your identity from me, and the fact that you’re a billionaire, what other secret could you possibly have?” “Well, you see, before my father died, I was investing money in a housing project. After I took over my father’s company, I was able to purchase this particular housing project. I’ll be building houses all over the United States.”

⸻ AT DRAVEN’S GLOBAL Evander was seen romancing a staff member in his office. He happened to be the manager at the firm because of hard work, but lately he hadn’t been coming to work because Delaney had been holding him hostage. Now he acted like he owned the place, coming to work anytime he wanted just because Alexander Draven was not always around. Evander had never met him in person. Alex had never appeared in magazines or been seen in meetings. He always sent people because he didn’t want attention. He lived like a common man in the city, and no one knew he was a secret billionaire.