The Rich Son Novels & Stories

I am done. He tossed the pen onto the table; it rolled and stopped in front of Nora. "Richard, you can't do that!" Elizabeth gasped. "You’ll have nothing; You will be a nobody!" "At least I’ll be a father," Richard said, turning toward the door. "And I’ll be a man who can look at himself in the mirror and be proud of his reflection. Good luck with the merger Arthur, I hope the money keeps you warm." When Richard returned to the penthouse, he was no longer the billionaire heir. He was a man who had just walked away from a billion-dollar legacy.

It was also double the size compared to our house, so I knew Uncle Richard was really wealthy. I took a deep breath before following him downstairs. I had to look for him because I couldn't see him when I went down. I looked around until I found him outside their house. I walked slowly towards him until he noticed me. When he saw me, he gave me a sweet smile, which I returned, then took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" he asked me gently. I nodded in response. "Just forgive my son, okay? That's just how he is, but he's kind. You'll get along eventually."

Chapter 1: A Rich Man's Wedding Poor Waitress Turned Billionaire Wife The cameras flashed like a firing squad. The Champagne exploded like the start of a war. The story had spread like wildfire. A tale of what resilience, luck and a little cleavage could buy you. From serving him coffee at a five-star restaurant to bearing his last name. Marilyn Lancaster— now Marilyn Fontaine, stood beside her new husband, Victor Fontaine. The forty-eight year old business tycoon, and flashed her signature red-lipped smile.

+++++ Three days later… Rosa stood in front of her father, Jon Melendez, trembling under his furious gaze. He slammed his hand on the table, his voice booming through the room. “I didn’t send you abroad so you could disgrace this family, Rosa! Selling yourself in a club?! How dare you?!” “Dad, it’s not true! It’s all a lie—” “Don’t lie to me!” he roared, throwing a book across the room. “Do you think I’m a fool? How did I raise a daughter as shameless as you?!”

Liana replied with a puzzled expression, "It's only right that we pay compensation for the inconvenience we've caused Sean." Felix wanted to laugh at that. Money? She thought he had so little money that he had to make monetary compensation? This was a huge insult to him. Felix Homann was a very successful businessman in England. Not only that, but his wealth would last seven generations. And now he knew Sean was his son. That meant Sean was his heir. How could a rich heir get compensation? Oh, Felix couldn't take that insult. So, Felix firmly said, "Sean and Claire don't need an apology to change money, heads daycare."

"Hey, Old Man. What 'wife' are you talking about? My beloved Mommy is only mine! I’m going to marry her when I grow up! You don't get to just come in here and call her your wife." Silas just laughed again, shaking his head. He didn't seem bothered by my outburst. In fact, he looked charmed. Just a moment ago, he had been the serious, strict billionaire I saw on the news, and now he was acting like a kid, just because he found out he had a son. It was confusing.

I answered with a smile on my face and full of pride. “Joan Birmingham…” she talked to herself. “Don't you want to ask why or how my real name wasn’t written on the identity card?” “No, it’s obvious that you don’t want people to…” Her son completed her speech, “to know you…” “Jake this family is going to make me crazy…” they really began annoying me with their intelligence. “And, here we are…Wow, it looks like we have a billionaire here…!” I began smiling “Thank you, that’s an honor.”

It was strange to see such a rich man sitting in her small cramped apartment. After all, he was the spoilt son of a rich and aristocratic family. Although his personality was flawed, he still had the aura of the rich and privileged. She glanced at him for a few seconds then looked away. She placed the groceries down on one side and bent down to change her shoes.

" I asked "No, you asked us not to" he said "Good! Please always keep me updated" I said "I will sir" I ended the call and released the breath I didn't know I was holding. This means I was the son of a very rich man. Not just even any rich man. The Rodriguez were the richest in America before the Eduardo's took their place. Why do I have a feeling that the Eduardo's stole my parents wealth? They could have become very wealthy at any other time but it had to be after my parents death.

Melissa turned to the direction of what her mom had pointed and to her uttermost surprise ,it was the last person that she had wished for ,and he was standing just right there. it was no others than the only son of the Gerero's family . "Jericho Gerero". As his name may sound ,that was exactly how his personality was. Rico for short is the oldest son of the Gerero family and apart from his enchanting looks ,he was a well known businessman and at the age of 25 he had established a whole lot of business in the US . Rumor has it that he is the brain behind the family great Fortune because of his intelligence and smartness ,he was well known and also every girl's crush and that included her Meli