The Poorest Rich Man Novels & Stories

He grins, "It's fun to see them run around and hide after they fall in depts. The reason they get poorer and poorer each day is because they think they're no different from the rich, just because were all humans but you know what? You poor people have your own world, while we have ours, so you should know not to cross your boundary." I manage to raise my head and look at him, "I may blame my daddy for bringing this problem to us but you see Mr. Creditor, I do not want to come to your world either. Why would we leave a peaceful world and come over to yours? Is it because of money?" I scoff before continuing, "I will rather suffer till I die, than become rich and live like you who only finds h

I do not understand why someone would degrade themselves to use men for money, but then use all of the money they get to buy useless sh*t like handbags and perfumes. Like, start a business, invest in something. Use the rich to get rich. There is always a saying that states the richest man barely uses his money because he does not find any use to flaunt his wealth and that is how he stays rich; while the poorest man would use what little he has to portray himself as rich while he stays poor because he does not save.

Ben raised his brow. Vivian pulled a seat and sat down, then started explaining. “The powerless people’s mentality around the powerful is often clouded with jealousy... Take for example, a poor man vs a rich man. The poor always have things to say about the rich. He would complain when the rich man gets himself expensive stuff, the poor man would complain when the rich man keeps getting richer, the poor man would lament over literally everything the rich does, even though it does not affect him one bit. You know the strongest weapon of the poor man? It’s the huge support from fellow poor people. Out of jealousy that is covered with hypocritical justice, they would come together to tear down

He had once been the richest man in the world, but now he was merely a cripple, bankrupt, and abandoned. Julian stared at Jennifer’s retreating back, consumed by jealousy as his woman intimately held another man’s arm, yet he was acutely aware that he was no longer the wealthiest. "I am no longer a rich man, and I have only just managed to stand up. The pain in my legs is excruciating, Cassandra. I was the one who made the mistake, and now I will atone for everything. If you won't love me, then it is my turn to pursue you." Julian resolved not to lose to Ricard, the rich man from a neighbouring country.

I was getting pissed. "And who gave you the right to talk about them like that?just because you're rich doesn't mean you should go about talking shit about people. I think they work as hard as we do, they're are just quite unfortunate not to have the same luck. They aren't lazy asses, they work tremendously to fend for themselves and let me tell you one thing..poor people are the happiest,they live freely unlike us who live in the fair of being kidnapped or attacked by robbers,we put up so many securities just to stay safe while they wander around in the streets freely. They live in small homes while we live in big houses. Houses, that's just where we live. We don't have homes. Many of we ri

I’m still the only child of my parents, I’m not ready to die yet. When they confirmed that everywhere was okay, we were asked to go down the stairs one at a time and I let Heather get down first before me. When I got down to the basement, I saw the reason why General Harold and the guys were stunned by what they saw. Judging by the things down here, it is safe to say that Richard was the richest man in this country when he was alive, I mean even after death. There are floor-to-ceiling shelves all around this basement and it’s all pulled up with gold and precious stones, making the basement glitter.

After paying fees for the 1st two semesters, now he didn't have any savings on his sleeve. Last week when Michael's grandmother got ill, he had no money to buy prescribed medicines for her. As a poor guy who wears old clothes in such a college, obviously he didn't have a single friend. Despite nobody ever wanting to be friends, he always tried to help everyone in academics as he was god in study. yet because of his poverty these rich students kept distance from him when it comes to friendship.

Families were broken, and fathers and husbands were robbed from their children and wives. “Hehe.” Noir finished another pint of beer. He scoffed and said, “Euphemistically speaking, the rich people are here to make the economy thrive; in real terms, they are just blood-sucking leeches plundering and oppressing the weak. Most of them grew in size through illegal means, and only then did they switch to the good sides.” He got so angry in the end that he did not want to continue the topic. “Andy, what should I do with the money?”

Nobody even remotely related to us could be this rich to own a car like this that's for sure. My family was poor, the worst kind of poor, the kind that runs throughout the entire family. My own parents were even better off than most of their siblings and that's to tell you how poverty ran in the family. Still I was intrigued to see who this person could be. Just then the driver seat door opened, the person was apparently taking his time to get out of the car. First I saw some expensive looking shoes and then I finally saw the man behind the wheels. I gasped and internally groaned. Could this day get any worse? Just when I thought I could not feel any more hopeless I had to see the town's bil

"But just so you know…if I find out that you lied to me and I in fact have a dad..I’ll never forgive you mom.” Cesari Islan Sandoval was considered the richest man in Meredor and was third richest in the world worth a lot of billions. He was referred to as a god but he was just a man with the midas touch. His empire was vast having started from scratch and he dealt in oil and gas, automobile, mining and owned a chain of hotels around the world, a shoe company called Suenos and of course Islan Sandoval foundation for the poor, homeless and disabled.