The Millionaire Real Estate Agent Novels & Stories

“You think that’ll stop me from sending Tinder and Tree to Evon? To give them all the things your family stole from me? You can never touch my personal wealth. My wife is a millionaire.” “No, her parents are,” I pointed out, walking across the room by the big window, watching people moving on the street. “Real estate, right? Her dad is a property mogul, right? I bet there’s a whole lot to look into there, too,” I said, clicking my tongue. “I’ve never met a New York real estate guy who likes to pay his taxes.” At this point, I was so deep in Morgana Landon’s family money, keeping an eye out for any mistakes, I could tell Herold things about his in laws that I doubted they even knew about each

Rather than accept, the man narrows his eyes, and I know he’s one of those rich entitled assholes who thinks he’s supposed to have anything in the world. “$100,000” he says smugly, and everyone gasps. A few years ago, I would have gasped too. Now, I only narrow my eyes back. That's the problem with having such an open invite, I wasn't able to sift out the prideful millionaires. “Sir, I said-” A deep voice rises at the back, “I’ll give you 1 million for it.” The hairs on the back of my neck rise. I know that voice, more than I know my own soul.

A house so large that the courtyard was as vast as a palace garden. Lynda's lips parted in amazement at the sight of the mansion. "They're so rich, but why is the salary only two thousand dollars?" Mia muttered, Lynda turned to look at her best friend, but Lynda did not say anything because she did not know the reason either. There were about eight people who had passed the first stage of the selection, and now it was time to go face to face with the owner of the house who would choose one of the eight maid candidates.

He looked at Paul and asked him to hand over the gift box. "Mrs. Flaming, I prepared this gift for you,” Paul said respectfully. Mrs. Flaming smiled and opened the gift box, which contained a fine bracelet made of a one-of-a-kind jade, it was handmade. "Thank you, Mr. Seth. Mrs. Flaming loved it." Everyone was surprised. That was the job of a high-level teacher, they knew that his price on the market was millions of dollars. Mr. Seth was very generous. "Seth, you are very kind to Grandma, I know you love it too, thank you, Ruby said proudly. His lover's posture seemed to tell everyone that the reason Seth was so generous to his family was his love for them."

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed

Someone who would love her without trying to rip her off. "So Mr. Model? What do you do for a living?" "I'm a lawyer" She frowned. How could a handsome man like David be a lawyer, they were so uptight and Calculative with figures. The last man she dated was a family lawyer. He was a Scrooge. Who goes on a date asking for nachos and beer. She was a model and needed to keep the figure in order to keep appearing in the covers of Vogue magazine. "You don't like lawyers?"

She didn't nod, she didn't do anything, she just looked at Maximiliano and the number. He sighed at the silence of the woman, who remained static, with a serious expression watching how he walked towards his expensive car, it was not necessary to know what brand it was, from a distance she could see that it was expensive, which made her doubt even more the whole situation, a millionaire desperately looking for a wife, what kind of a bitter joke was that? When she saw him start the car and drive away, Amelia laughed, ripping the paper in two and throwing it into a trash can, telling herself that the man had only stolen her time.

It was the spelling of that company’s name. Amanda:I think he preys on the innocent. He finds these corporations and swallows them up, then he turns around and ‘makes them better’ for more profit. He’s basically buying and flipping houses, except he’s buying and flipping businesses. It’s kind of heartless and gross.

“Vincent, please stop. I don’t want to talk about Dion. Hey, Mr. Carlson also got me an internship in one of the biggest companies in the world of business. He said if I do good, I might even be a permanent employee there.” “Wow. That is…Mpumi, that is great!” “Yeah! He is the acting CEO of Metallic Wholesalers. He said something about the previous acting CEO gone missing. But hey, thank God he’s the new CEO, right? Else I wouldn’t have gotten the internship. He is the sweetest rich person I have ever known!” . . . I'll be releasing 2 new books!! BOOK 1: K*lling The Billionaire's Brother BOOK 2: I'll Bring The Alpha To His Knees