The Secretly Rich Man Novels & Stories

He grinned at Mike while wriggling his brow. Amelia wore a confused look. What was going on? Was this some sort of war to see the highest bidder or what? Mike retaliate immediately, “I will pay fifty thousand for that” Everyone turned to stare at him, while some whispered while pointing their finger at him. They didn’t try to hide that they were speaking about him. Amelia heard someone whisper, “What do you expect from the heir of Afonso’s empire? He is truly different.” Another whispered, “I heard he is single, maybe I can arrange a blind date with his family. It is a great opportunity to become the in-law of such a family.”

Jacob looked down, saying, "Ryan and her family ensured that the details were kept hidden. They don't live in the main city and have a real estate business with the entire property registered in the girl's name, managed by her uncle. Their business has millions in turnovers." "Forget about them for now. Tell me what happened after the meeting with the international shareholders," I interrupted, feeling irritated that I was left unaware of Ryan's plans. While I don't care about his marriage, I can't deny that it could have brought him prosperity in the real estate sector, which is highly profitable at the moment. As I listen more, I find myself establishing some connections, and it's leading

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

A company letterhead I did not recognize. Sterling Industries. Internal Memorandum. Confidential. The date was from the year before I was born. I read the first line. The following transaction has been approved by Charles Sterling. Funds in the amount of fifteen million dollars will be transferred to an offshore account. The purpose of this transfer is to conceal profits from weapons sales to a sanctioned nation. My stomach turned. I flipped to the next page. Bank records. Account numbers. Signatures. Charles Sterling's signature. Liam's father. I flipped again. A photograph. A man. Dead. Eyes open. Blood on his shirt.

Let this man continue to reveal another secret. “Ha ha, that’s the result if you hide your identity as the richest person and pretend to be poor. Now he’s just in prison and doesn’t know when he’ll be out,” Gerald told once again. “The richest man? Aren’t you the richest young man in Westcoast Town?” Chad Asked suddenly. Realizing that he had missed a word, Gerald covered his mouth. “Yeah, you’re right, I’m one of the richest young men in Westcoast town.”

Mitchell asked. " It's not the same," Diana defended herself. " Oh really,let me lay it out then. Both of you have your own secrets, there might be others that you don't know about but let's state the obvious. Ryan's secret is that he didn't tell you that he was a billionaire and the owner of Global Tech Company. Your secret is that you only started seeing Ryan out of a bet. In case you forgot, the bet was, if he is a playboy,you get to take my car and you were good with that bet.

I used to be so poor as fuck, but now I am super rich, pretending to be not rich to work in that department store to win my CEO’s heart as I am his biggest fangirl in the world of gaming. My family who adopted me is wealthy, so it is easy for me. I even saw Heartcille Reina leaving the Lee Hotel. Only the rich and privileged can enter there; it is still a mystery, but she also saw me, and I don’t want anyone to know my secret. I don’t want her to know that I am wealthy, duh! This is my biggest secret! No one ever must know about this! Now, I will tell you my secret, how I became rich and why I did it.

I couldn't understand why they're all trying to make my life even more miserable… How dare this man show his face after everything he'd done to me?? “Let's get straight to the point shall we?” He signaled his secretary and a black briefcase was placed in front of me and when it was opened, inside the briefcase was filled with cash… “In here is 10 million dollars and it would all be yours if you leave RM and the country..” The old man said proudly and I badly wanted to punch that face of his.. “What is the meaning of this? Did you come here to insult me?” I scoffed as I stared into his eyes without backing down…

Giselle showed off in the crowd holding her phone. The photo on the screen did show Yelena with a man. “Don’t know him, right? This is Mr. Z Hamerton! Yelena was at his welcoming dinner!” “The third heir of Centrolis’ Hamertons?” “Of course! He’s the real rich man!” Everyone looked at Yelena enviously. They knew that Mr. Z Hamerton kept a low profile. He had never made an official appearance in the media to this day, and people who got to meet him were few and far between.

When I returned with my apron, he was still there, giving me those eyes that sparked my curiosity instantly. “My answer is no.” I said firmly and attended to the bald man on the other side of the counter, “what drink, sir?” “Ugh. He’s a billionaire, Oli. The richest client you’ll ever have, I swear!” “No.” I said firmly, “I quit, Mark. I can’t do this shit anymore. I’m fed up of it, okay? If he’s so rich, why not take him on yourself?”