The Richest Man In Metropolis Is My Backer Novels & Stories

“No, no, boss, I don’t want the money. Just spare my legs. I—I have another plan. I can make an arrangement with one of the doctors inside the hospital. How about that?” I nodded. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea. You’re actually smart, but if the plan fails, I will break your legs! Understand? And make sure to tell them to put you in the same room as Ethan Miller.” “Yes, boss,” Micah responded as he ran off to the hospital. A few minutes later, he came back again. Two nurses followed behind him with a wheelchair. When they saw me, they were shocked. “It’s Mr. Richard Anderson, the richest man in America!” one of the nurses screamed in excitement. I gestured for her to keep quiet and carr

The other was offering to protect it. And she had no idea which one would ultimately own it. Meanwhile, Ethan stared at the financial report. At the bottom of the document was a name he didn't recognize. A private company. Blackridge Holdings. The same company had been secretly receiving money from his mother's account. Ethan's phone suddenly rang. Unknown number. He answered. "Hello?" A man's voice whispered, "If you keep investigating, Ethan, you'll discover why Mia was never supposed to become your wife." Ethan's eyes narrowed.

Maisie chuckled. Biting her fork, Ryleigh said sulkily, “Even if you don’t earn money to raise your children, the money that Mr. Goldmann earns is more than enough for you guys to spend. He’s now the second richest person in the world. His total worth is more than ten million, not to mention that Blackgold earns a few millions each year. He’s just like a walking ATM.” The wealthiest person in the world was Yorrick, the descendant of the Hathaways in Yaramoor, and now Nolan was just a rank below him.

“What? Did Lord Lex actually address him as his Master?” “Isn't Alex an outcast by the Rockefeller family? How can he be associated with Lord Lex who is worth a trillion dollars?” “Is Alex the real owner of Thousand Miles Conglomerate? If that is true, he might be the richest man in California or the richest man in America.” “Oh my God, that’s a piece of big news! This is so entertaining!” Everyone was astonished. They whispered to each other while looking on stage.

How embarrassing would it be if he had to reject my offer in front of my competitors? "Neo," I called, and cleared my throat. "Take care of them. I don't have enough time to waste." Saying that, I managed to walk in the midst of the journalists. With the help of Neo, Leo, and a few other men, Rachel and I were able to get into the company. And damn, when I took a step in, I felt my mouth dropping. Actually, not physically dropping. This. Was. Awesome. Good Lord, I had thought my company had the best structure in New York City. How the heck did they build a company as good as this? Was I sure the so-called chairman was a billionaire? It felt like a trillion had been spent on this building.

"You don't need to threatened Mrs. Woods, something stupid offer like that is ridiculous. She doesn't need your pitiful investment!" Under the surprise gazed of everyone except for Jate who was lazily laying on the sofa winking on his wifey. A group of old rich mens and womens trudged into the office. The man who had spoken earlier was the billionaire, and the richest man in the city Mr. Zayn Julhs 'a friend of Jate'. Following behind him were several middle aged men and women, each of them dressed smartly in an expensive clothing. There was no doubt that they were old millionaires and big shots in the city. Nobody can provoke them.

"Alright, you can move in whenever you like. This is your home now." "Thank you," He left with an excuse of going back to work while I walked around the house to get acquainted with it. I passed the hallway when something caught my eye, and it was a picture of him receiving an award. I narrowed my eyes as it zoned in on the headline. THE RICHEST BILLIONAIRE IN THE CITY, MARCELLE KESSNER, BAGS AN AWARD FOR MOST COMPANY SALES. He? Anastasia's grandson is the wealthiest man in the city.

“You expect the Elliott's family to respect a nasty looking beggar just like that.” Mike felt insulted. “Now, you are throwing shades of insult at me.” Annabelle gnashed her teeth. The beggar was trying to disappoint her. “You are not doing this for free. I'll pay you.” Mike shrugged. “Fine. You can as well find someone else to play the role. You can pay some other dude to do this.” He made to walk away, but Annabelle said, “Two million dollars. I will pay you as high as two million dollars.” She shut her eyes. “No, I will double it. I will pay four million dollars.”

We are not so familiar with each other. Butch smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't want to see me, you are Bezos' blood. Despite all that. With the grievances experienced in 2017, the master has assigned all of Bezos' property to your name. In addition, Clark, the richest man in Makati and the head of the underground forces, is asking the old man to see you." Clark, one of the richest man in Makati, and he is also one of the Underground Emperor.

Mr Zachary calls,Sara what do we do now that all the banks rejected our proposal, maybe we should try calling the 5bigest companies in all of the city who knows what will come out from there. They are the richest in all of the city. These are their numbers,I went through their numbers and networth I must say they are rich. The richest is Mr D boldly written , how can somehow be as rich as this oh my God I exclaimed. around 6pm I tried to reach out to them all, to see if I could get some help but to no avail, none even tried to listen to what I have to say immediately they heard who I am and they ended the call.