Novel & Cerita The Rich Son

'' Aunt Mabel asked. Susan nearly passed out when her aunt, Mabel, mentioned that Richard was suspected to be the richest man in the world. She had looked him up on the internet and found out that he was nowhere to be found on the list that carried the world's richest men. However, he was never ignored, no one knew what he was worth at all. His money had no beginning nor end. It started to make sense now. The kids were so smart, and they looked like celebrities. Little wonder everyone was attracted to them, they had their father's genes in their system.

Once Nat and Roly are done with their final touches we get ready to leave and enjoy our night out. We get out of the house noticing a grey Audi R8 parked and ready waiting for us. "Yes baby," shouts Roly happy to be seeing our ride tonight. "Wait, whose car is this?"I ask puzzled wondering who would own such a luxurious car at our age. "Oh it's mine," says Nat my mouth gaping open in shock as she shrugs her shoulders in response as we make our way towards it. Nat unlocks the car Roly sitting in the back as I sit on the passenger's side. Nat sits behind the wheel as she revs the engine to life pulling away from our driveway.

"Is it really you? I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so many years, you still remember me as a brother. Everyone, don't rush to leave yet! Let me introduce you to my junior high school classmate, Jordan Finn Ryker, the youngest son of the Ryker Gardens Corporation CEO!" Richard Sullivan did not expect his son to have such a relationship and wanted to exchange some pleasantries with Jordan Finn Ryker to show off his connections. However, Richard suddenly thought that if Jordan would appear just slightly earlier, based on his relationship with Andy, they could have gotten a free meal or at least a discount. It was a pity that in less than 2 minutes, his few cigarettes were gone. Wh

Alice's heart raced, contemplating her bold move to offer herself in marriage without meeting her future spouse, only to find herself in a surprisingly favorable situation. 'Isn't that Andrew Kingston, the famed business tycoon? Word has it that even Richie Rich can't tally up the sheer number of businesses he commands. And, as if that's not enough, he's the singular force behind Royman Productions, consistently delivering box office hits. Is he born into wealth, or is there a lucky charm in play?'

“You don't know how rich your friends are?” “Nhh, but I know they are crazily rich rich” “Okay let me start with Jade, actually I admire Jade a lot, his father is the richest and strongest Alpha to ever lived, and when I mean rich I mean filthy rich, Jade family are rich even without being Alpha or royalty, richness flows in their bloodlines, you see how rich Jade is even with his father's wealth, he's already a brand that other brands are willing to pay billions just to connect with him, at his age he already owned a private jet, isn't that crazy?”

The woman smiled faintly, "Of course. How can I not know? He used to be very famous in his thirties. He's been on the news a lot. Very successful handsome rich businessman. Many women have been after him since his wife died. But sadly nothing can make him fall in love again." Vesa listened carefully and his heart became more and more hurt. Many people knew about his father, while he didn't even know anything. He felt like a stupid son. "Ah, sorry. It seems I talk too much. I shouldn't have spoken like that in front of his son. Gosh, I couldn't help myself when I met that famous billionaire's son," said the woman and she quickly paid for her groceries at the other cashier. Vesa just nodded po

Antonio asked me, pouring water from a jug into a glass without waiting for my response. "No. I didn't know he had a twin brother." I said in a low voice, my knees dragging to my chest where I sat on the floor in a corner. It was a shed made out of wood. A blue carpet filled the corner and there was a white desk in the center of the room and a mattress on the floor. "There's many things you don't know about it and you just follow him around like a puppet." He said in a mocking voice. "Not willingly." "He's a rich man with a lot of secrets, too many secrets." He shook his head and put the glass of water on the table.

He felt an actual headache forming as he asked, "You're the head of the Golding family? The famous one from The Five Apex Families?" Richard chuckled modestly. "Famous is too generous. The Goldings are merely somewhat known here in the capital." Andrew knew his own smile must have looked strained. "Word is, you've got a son—Elon—who's had a bit of a rough patch lately, right?" Richard's expression darkened slightly, and he snorted coldly. "Since you asked, Mr. Lloyd, there's no point hiding it. Yes, my useless son did run into some trouble recently. And it wasn't a bit of trouble—it was a lot. He's been lying at home, moping around, and talking about ending it all."

LEVI'S POINT OF VIEW The room goes still at my question, as everyone goes rigid, their postures tense as that of a scorpion in the face of danger. Richard, the kid's father flares up as he clenches his hands again "I am not oaying you a damn fortune, for you to accuse my son of a crime he did not commit. You are supposed to get this mess under control and make sure he does not go to jail." His father roars beside him, the latter extremely, and suspiciously quiet as he rubs his palms nervously

The older man shifted his sharp gaze away from his son, and he finally looked directly at me. His dark eyes scanned my simple denim jacket and my tired face. He looked at me the way a wealthy businessman looks at a bad investment. He wanted me to feel small, and he wanted me to drop his son's hand to prove he was still the most powerful man in the area. "So this is the boy who caused my company so much trouble," Richard noted. His tone held pure condescension. "You must be very proud of yourself, Axel. You managed to ruin my son's professional reputation in less than two weeks. I suppose a cheap distraction is easier to entertain than a real career."