The Millionaire Detective Balance: Unlimited นิยาย & เรื่องราว

By nightfall, I had signed the lease. The Mendoza Luxe dream had its first heartbeat. Back in my apartment, I spread my sketches across the floor, categorizing designs, scribbling notes, calculating costs. Materials. Tools. Branding. Suppliers. Money wasn’t a problem. Drake had made sure of that. The millions he forced into my account felt like blood money. I hated touching it. Hated needing it. But I refused to let it rot unused. If his pain paid for my future, then I’d make damn sure it was worth it.

“I’m sorry, Miss but it’s the policy of the bank that you must have at least paid half of your previous debts before acquiring a new loan.” “Debts? What debts?” Minerva became even more perplexed. The accountant showed her what she meant. She forgot that she was pregnant, she even forgot to breathe. The amount of their debts—Derrick’s debts—were almost twice the value of a Ferrari. Two million dollars is too much money to gamble in a lifetime for an ordinary citizen like her. ‘Where the hell had Derrick been gambling?’ That was the very first question her mind asked. She couldn’t discern whether she’ll be angry, embarrassed, sorrowful, or hopeless. Probably all of those, and every negative e

I still remembered how the police addressed him. Eautiquiano Fauste. So he was the third of his name, president of the mall, hotel, and restaurant chains of the empire. His current net worth is two million dollars. He was an heir to the popular and controversial business empire, Fauste Empire that had been buzzing the news every now and then. He was the president of the mall, restaurant, and hotel chains under the empire. 'Two million dollars at twenty-eight?' A part of my brain tingled at the mention of his wealth.

Johnny asked in a distasteful tone. “Such a low balance?! Is 7 million dollars nothing to you?” Johnny’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “7…7 million dollars?” “Yes! 7 million dollars isn’t considered a high balance for a business account. However, it’s an extremely high balance for a personal account. You’ll earn plenty of commission from such a deal. Don’t you want to earn more money? If you don’t want to earn that money, the company would be more than happy to earn it!” The manager glared at him.

Or getting anything to any billionaire. However, life has its own rules and I am stuck where I didn't want to be in the first place. Shawn, the guy who was driving his car cleared his throat just to get my attention. When his heated glare was burning the holes in my head. "Ms Ashley calm down, I know this must be a very hard time for you, but we do not have any choice either! To save the pride of the Country's most powerful Billionaire you have to join his company and tell everyone in the public if any paparazzi ever ask you so- you would say you work in his company and that was just an accidental encounter! And nothing else not even a word against his pride otherwise you do not want to know

After taking my debit card and my passport to check on the account, I wait for her to find it, and to my disgrace, I can spot the exact moment when she does as her eyes practically bulge out of her head. Shit! She regains her composure with a smile and proceeds to turn her display towards me. Reading the most absurd and high number I’ve ever seen, I look back at her chuckling awkwardly. “Could you run it again, that’s not possible.” As she nods at me confused and starts hitting her keyboard, I start making the math in my head and it’s not possible. If that’s true, I’ll be a millionaire by the end of next year. 20k times…

I was just the excuse, the pretty object they were fighting over to prove a point to each other. "Jin, stop," I whispered urgently, my hand going to his arm under the table. "This is insane. Let it go." He didn't look at me. His jaw was a hard line, his entire body thrumming with a cold, focused fury. "Eight hundred thousand," he said, his voice cutting through the gasps in the room. Ilay laughed, a rich, amused sound. "A million." The number hung in the air, obscene and terrifying. Jin’s expression didn't change. He opened his mouth to bid again.

"E-Excuse me? And what do you think of me? An animal that you can buy? Yes, you might have paid a huge amount of money but you don't own me!" "You don't really know about that auction, do you? The moment your bidder win, they will own you. Which only means that I own you now." "No, you don't." "If you don't want to do it, then why don't you just pay me $2,000,000 and we're quits?" "I-I don't have that huge amount of money right now..." "Then you don't have any other choice but to obey me. Now, give me your number."

I snapped, annoyed, and took off my two-inch heels. She picked up the pillow and angrily sat beside me. Her expression was unreadable as she watched me unpack my stuff. I took a deep breath to calm myself before starting to organize my things. I could still hear Shena’s quick breathing beside me, but I knew I had to stay calm to answer her barrage of questions. My phone beeped, distracting me. Transaction Notification Date: July 11, 20XX Dear Ms. Isabella Heyes, We are pleased to inform you that a transfer of ₱1,000,000.00 has been successfully credited to your account.