The Richest Man In Game Novels & Stories

She asked. "Oh I will. Just need to finish doing this." I said. "May I come in?" "Sure." Maggie scooted close to my computer. What are you doing? She asked. "Oh... I'm just researching on the most popular people here, you know... The Anderson brothers." I explained. "The Anderson brothers? They're pretty popular around here. Sons to the most successful business tycoon the world has ever seen. Not that they don't have their own wealth... You know."

So, my hunch was right! "So her name is Rose, huh? I never knew..." Jeremy was proud of himself to see Mikhail squirm realizing that he had jumped the gun and exposed himself. "But I gather that Rose is the old man's great-granddaughter through his daughter, right? Even then...Jonathan Erling – what does he have on Alexander?" Jeremy was curious. Jonathan Erling –? the mysterious billionaire. He is said to be nearly ninety years old and as long as he is alive he's the fourth richest man on earth. Even when there is a recession or world war, his net worth will always make him the fourth richest.

I joked. He didn't laugh. He just stared dead faced at me. “That was a joke,” I bit my lips as the awkward silence stretched. “Sorry.” “Darien Luxe is no joke, okay? He is the second richest man in the world. In the entire world. Can you even begin to fathom how much wealth that is?” “A lot?” His face contorted. “A whole lot?” I asked as if adding the word whole was supposed to change anything. To my surprise, he chuckled.

"You're dumb. Did you think he became the richest man on the East Coast by avoiding bloodshed?" Still, everyone's words did not seem to affect Gene. He was even beckoning at the bookie, asking interestingly, "What's this about the bets you mentioned?" "O-Oh! Well, you see, Mr. Pearce…" The bookie actually flinched in surprise—after all, this was Gene Pearce, the richest man on the East Coast, and a man some people could only dream of meeting! Stammering a little, he said, "Well, you see, the Favonis are collaborating with our modest enterprise to set up these bets."

She would go crazy if she knew where I am, who I am with, and the people here. “Excuse me.” Mr. Creed said, and I nodded. I watched as he walked away, expressing his greetings to the people around. I took out my phone, immediately searching for Zane Creed. I had to know who he was apart from what I heard. My eyes widened on reading what I just did. I had no idea he is the one who created the hit game that has everyone running laps ‘crushing Jackpot’ and not just that game—several others. The man is a freaking billionaire, and I am out here, holding hands with a freaking billionaire!

Joshua heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he had won. The fat man fell to the ground with a flop from the sheer shock. 8.4 billion dollar already exceed his family’s entire fortune! How could this man manage to get this amount of money in one game? How could he compare with Joshua? He was nowhere close to beating him now.

“How would I know? Let me think. Once, you took some gold mines from an enemy country, then sold them to someone for around thirty billion. There was another time you saved some rich man from the enemy troops because he had committed a crime, so the rich man gave you ten billion in gratitude. Oh! There were also some rich merchants on the Southern Plains that paid you yearly so you would protect them. Add all those up and you should have at least two or three hundred billion!” “I’m that rich?” James said in surprise. He never used to care about these things, but he was shocked to find out how much he actually had now that he started to care about money. “You’re the Commander of the Southern

Anastacius looked at the group of people who were like thieves cowering to escape and he sneered. "The shamelessness in your bones is unimaginable, Leon. After stealing my family's empire, now you have your sights on our goddesses. Tell me, I was right all along, hm? You are doing this because you have been blinded by the power of the goddess, and want to take it all for yourself!" His voice boomed in the whole hall. Leon's eyes darkened as he stared at the man he once called father. This man thinks everyone is like him, greedy and blinded by money.

She added. Country's wealthiest man! Why l didnt know about that. As far as l remember the wealthiest man is GM snd he has been mysterious. Not many people knows his looks. Wait a minute! Does GM stands for Gavin Maina? But why doesnt he work in that big company himself. I couldnt understand anything. But another question is;Will l be able to stand beside such a man if he is the wealthiest man in the country like how Sarah said? How many are you then? I incquired. Am only one visible to you. Others are outside but you cant see them. She replied.

Even though he had only ever offered his name to the public, based on other pieces of information, his age, figure, and side profile all fit the bill of the person Callum saw at the banquet. As to why Callum only had a photo of his side profile instead of a proper photo, that was because the richest man kept a low profile and never accepted any interviews. No one knew how he actually looked. In fact, only a handful of employees at Grand Empire knew him. “Are you sure he’ll help us?” Caelus’s question was straight to the point, and it caused Callum’s smile to freeze on his face. He had been too shocked when he received the news, so he had completely forgotten to think about whether the riches