Novel & Cerita The Richest Man In Game

Marco’s men stayed behind but watched us closely. Venus saw us coming. His smile faded a little. He whispered something to the women and pushed them off his lap. They walked away fast. Marco reached him first. “Hello,” Marco said like the place belonged to him. He sat down without being asked. Venus lifted a brow, annoyed. Then he looked at me. His face changed into a smile that I knew he didn’t mean. “Mr. Shane Wilson,” he said. “The richest man in the world. What brings you here? This is not your kind of place.”

My wife and I had kept our marriage secret for three years. Then she became a fraud-busting influencer with ten million followers, and I was the first person she exposed. On her livestream, she sobbed that I was a freeloader who beat her, bled her dry, and even forced her to entertain men over drinks for money. The internet buried me in abuse. Delivery orders I never placed and funeral wreaths piled up outside my door. Her top donor announced he was going to break my legs to get justice for her. On camera, my wife was a fragile victim. Off camera, she was texting me threats. If I did not sign the thirty-million-dollar penthouse downtown over to her, she would burn my name to the ground. Sh

Greyson could not understand the competitive tension between Aaron and Lara. "Three hundred and fifty," she said, raising the plaque as if not refusing challenges. "Three hundred and fifty thousand dollars on table five! Tonight is promising," the master of ceremonies announced. "Five hundred thousand dollars," Aaron said, barely giving time for the master of ceremonies to complete his sentence. Lara could not see, as she had her back to the table where Granger was, but a smug smile settled on the man's lips. He wasn't as interested in the drink as he was in the beautiful girl, but he would take that game to the limit.

Yara. " Orson?" I almost shrieked, my eyes going wide as our gazes locked. He was my brother? That filthy rich Orson? The richest youth in the country? The one who single-handedly revolutionised the gaming world? The one who created the cool and crazy model that had the internet going crazy?

He was more than just unpredictable, he was dangerous as well, and he had just shown it. “Bullshit, Roman! She works for me..” Adrian cut in, slamming his fist on the table as the plates bounced in reply to his flaring anger. “Oh, stop shouting, Adrian. Are you willing to part with how much I am owed? Can you give me a million dollars in cash right now? Are you capable of that?” Roman’s voice, loud and clear, was met with a silence that wasn't ridiculous at all. It was obvious that Roman was the richest mafia lord in the entirety of Cleveland, and so far, was even the most successful when it came to legitimate businesses. He was flexing his prowess, and wasn't doing anything to hide it.

"It's just more glamorous, filled with wealthy people and stuff. Did you know it was because of him that his family became wealthy again?" "What do you mean?" Eds frowned. "His grandfather squandered their wealth gambling, and they became poor. Sinjin Santillan was a high school genius; he created a game called Warlords of Chaos, which he sold for a million dollars. Then, he developed unhackable software, which he used to start his company.” “Now, he's the richest man in the world," Sande explained with a hint of pride in her voice. "I read somewhere that one of the tech giants offered him an executive position in their company, but he declined their offer."

He stopped for a moment, panting heavily. "The case is decided, Natasha will marry Kelvin and Amos will have his child as soon as the child is born," Adrian concluded. "That's it. Thank you, sir Adrian," Kelvin appreciated as he stood up on his feet and walked towards Adrian. He took a slight bow before him while shaking his hands. "This is the oppression of the poor!" Amos cried. "And the oppression of the rich was when you rejected the billionaire's grand baby because you knew very well the humiliation you were about to cause to the Steel's family's name," Madison put in.

At the same time, in the most luxurious room in the manor, a middle-aged man with a very majestic aura was socializing with a group of businessmen. He was the owner of Wayfair Mountain Entertainment on Mayberry Commercial Street and this naturally made him the richest man in Mayberry City. However, everyone was surprised at this time. This was because as soon as Mr. Lyle answered the phone, he stood up in shock before he ran out of the room frantically. “What’s wrong with Mr. Lyle?”

I said. " Liar, why would it pay you billions of dollars every month ?" he asked sating up being frustrated. I kept my one leg over another and said," Actually, I don't get paid. I pay every one of them. I just get some billions of profit after paying their salary. Cause I am CEO of The Game Zone," I raised both of my hands said him. "You are joking right ?" he looked at Alex. Alex nodded his head as no... Brad, he closed his mouth with his both palms and looked constantly at me.

Instead, they only stoked the resentment burning inside him. Grayson spoke through gritted teeth, his voice barely controlled. "That's Emmett Harlow, the son of the wealthiest man in our city!" Maeve froze. A flash of envy crossed her eyes involuntarily. The son of the wealthiest family! Countless socialites would kill for a chance with him, yet somehow, Calla had managed it. Impressive…