The Millionaire Real Estate Agent 소설 & 이야기

"Gage, we just went out yesterday, I really need to work. At least let me do something?" Bree asked letting Gage pull her into his arms at the same time. "I may not be a billionaire, but I do have money, Bree. Put yourself in my shoe. I care about you and Hazel and the last thing I want to do is to put you to work." Gage was being modest, the man was a self-made multi-millionaire. He was set for life though not many people were aware because his lifestyle was always modest and he never felt the need to flaunt his wealth.

To whom he can call anytime and ask him to be present under his eyes! Maybe he is just showing his way, he is the country's most ruthless billionaire and I am just a broke girl! He wants to make sure in every moment that he has the power to ruin people's lives! He has the money to acquire anything, even a person. Anyways, I don't have any preference to make, so I went to the elevator, and this time I am not going to give him any opportunity about anything to disrespect me or make any other doubts about hiring me, after all, I need to pay rent to the landlord.

The tension between them softened, replaced by something deeper—admiration, awe. “Wait…” Jake’s eyes widened. “Is the millionaire the owner?” Robert smiled faintly. “No, son. The project belongs to a young man named Ronald Williams, a billionaire. He’s the son of Richard William.” Jake’s grin spread slowly. “A billionaire? Wow! Dad, you’re getting bigger. Very soon… you’ll be up there with the millionaires like Mr Richard Blake.” Robert chuckled, the weariness in his face giving way to pride. “Yes, son.”

“Are you serious? I know he’s paid for us all to eat out a couple of times but I didn’t think he was rich-rich. I thought he was in real estate. Do real estate agents make that much?” “He is in real estate but he isn’t a real estate agent,” Angelina sighed. “How can you be in real estate but not be a real estate agent?” “…by owning real estate.” “Oh. I guess I didn’t think of that. He must have been trying not to brag,” Genevieve mused. Angelina barely held back the hysterical giggles that wanted to escape her. Trying not to brag indeed. Eddie never brought up the fact that he owned a good chunk of Monterey County because he didn’t like people trying to take advantage of him.

Miranda finally responded as she continued the call with the real estate agent. "I understand, ma'am. Don't worry; your identity is safe with me, and we don't disclose our clients' identities to other buyers. I will be expecting your deposit so that we can resume work on the building. Once the roofing is complete, we can proceed with other structural work." "Okay, Mr. Paul. Thank you. I really appreciate your help," Miranda thanked the house agent. "You're welcome, Miss. Take care. Goodbye." After her phone call with Agent Paul ended, Miranda stared at her phone screen in disbelief. "20 million cash to buy my land. Wow!"

Standing before what looked like 60 to 70 floored building made me shiver. It then when it actually sunk in that I was dating a millionaire. That he wasn’t some guy who owned few thousand dollars. He wasn’t just a teacher. He was a fucking millionaire and he owned this 70 story building. The funny thing was, it wasn’t the only large building he owned. It was so crazy that my head started spinning at all this. I take a look at the building one more time. From bottom to the top and then back to bottom. After it really sunk in, I let out a poof of breath before entering through the glass doors.

He said while he let go of the ribbon holding the brown paper that was used to cover the cheque face reveling Thirty million dollars boldly written with his signature on it also. If this is a dream, I don't want to ever wake . I thought pinching myself to be sure of what I saw. I felt the pain making me realize this is not a dream but my reality, am a millionaire already. From nothing to a millionaire, God am grateful. I thought shaking his hand ad the photographer did his job including Maxwell featuring. "That's not all Mrs stone, am sure you are happy and excited but I still have more coming." He said while one of his bodyguard brought out three different award pushing them where the light

Jayden spat, his face filled with hate, grief, and spite and Aiden's face turned rigid. "Firstly I don't expect you to listen to me, heck I don't even want you to. Because I'd love everything in me for you to go missing as a result of contacting my wife. But also, listen up. Who gave you the idea that I'm a millionaire, it's a billionaire. Get your facts straight." Aiden warned. He pondered what on Earth made people think he was a millionaire and each time he was called a millionaire, it got him offended. Being a millionaire meant that he was just so close to his thousands which he wasn't and wouldn't be in years to come.

I finally managed. “Wouldn’t it be nice to have so much money that the news of losing one hundred million dollars doesn’t even phase you? I guess it’s true that the ultra-rich are a completely different breed,” the agent sneered. “If that’s all the updates you have for me, I think it's time for you both to go. It sounds as though I have a lot of work on my hands,” I said, glaring at them. “Very well,” said Agent Gatlin, standing to leave.

The minute she left, two sharply dressed agents entered. “Good morning Mr Langston” they both greeted in unison. I dipped my chin and gestured for them to sit. “Mr. Langston, thank you for seeing us,” the first man said. He was tall and lean with his hair sleekly combed back. “We brought a shortlist of undervalued residential properties in decent locations. Potential for renovation, leasing, or flipping.” I leaned back into my chair, I didn't care what property they had, I just needed to buy something, sign something, do anything to remind myself that I was Kellan Langston, one of the richest men in Texas, the powerful icon and founder of Lockra.