The Trillionaires Heir Novels & Stories

This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you here. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I take you on this chaotic ride that is going to change your life forever. I will tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible and richest bachelors chasing me at the age of eighteen. Only a complete nincompoop will dare to close their eyes and shut their ears as I tell my story. Don’t do that.

"But I don't think it'll come to that. Once our father realizes he can't win, he'll back down." Adrian runs a hand through his hair. "And the amount? How much are we actually talking about?" Aaron pauses. He looks between us. "It's bigger than I initially thought," he says slowly. "Much bigger." "How much?" I ask. "Billions," Aaron says. "Not millions. Billions." My jaw drops. Adrian stares at his brother. "What?" "Our grandfather built an empire," Aaron says. "And he was smart about it. The inheritance includes stocks, properties, offshore accounts, and investments. All of it combined is worth about two hundred billion dollars."

"I'm not saying this to be cruel. I'm saying it because I've seen this pattern before. My son is a Reid, and Reids marry within their social circle. It's simply how things are done." She reached for the leather portfolio, opening it to reveal a single sheet of paper – crisp, official-looking, with numbers that made my vision blur. "Two million dollars," she said quietly. "More than generous for someone in your... position." My breath caught in my throat. "What?"

No one knows how he could become a vegetable overnight. After my father's illness, he passed down all and every of his inheritance in the name of Jewel Empire, the most Prestigious company, down to my name. I became his heiress, a beautiful youngest billionaire but all these responsibilities come with a great price. I couldn't keep up with the pace. I am an internally ill lady. A meek one at that. So I made the biggest decision of my life.

The pile of documents on my desk reminded me where I was a law firm owned by the Dawsons, one of the most powerful families in the city. Mr. Dawson, my employer, was a stern man in his mid-sixties, known for his sharp mind and unshakable discipline. But lately, the firm had been buzzing with news — his son had returned from the States after years abroad. He was set to take over the company soon. From what I had heard, the Dawsons owned more than just the law firm. They had their hands in finance, construction, and even international trade. Everyone was curious about the heir — Ethan Dawson.

Unless I'm the one who's being hunted, it makes no sense. "My house," Kaziel tells me, and my jaw drops. "What are you? Some sort of secret billionaire?" I ask, and he beams at me. "Ever heard of Lakewood Group?" I blink at him, bewildered. Surely, he can't mean— "My last name is Lakewood." My eyes bulge in their sockets. "No way." The Lakewood group is one of the largest trillionaire empires in the country. They're old money. Rumors say they sacrificed their women for wealth. All of their wives died at a young age.

I responded desperately. “Spend the night with me.” His voice descended with a tremble, and my eyes widened with shock. “$10 million! Spend the night with me, and the money is yours.” He added, and I froze. Silence hovered over the atmosphere with everyone frozen at the same spot they stood. $10 million! My mind drifted off as the doctor's words from this afternoon came flooding down my memory. Your mother needs surgery right away, or she won't make it past tomorrow!!!

And the truth in his eyes made her chest tighten. "It was me." Silence. Everything stopped. Scarlett stared at him. "No…" Dominic's voice was low. "Years ago, my family started this program." Alexander's smile remained. "To create perfect heirs," he finished. Scarlett felt sick. Dominic continued. "They studied behavior, control, intelligence, emotional thresholds." Scarlett's lips parted. "And now me?" Alexander stepped closer. "Yes." His voice was smooth. "Because you exceeded every expectation."

To me, it felt like a gilded cage snapping shut around my neck. "We need to tell the family immediately," Roman said, pulling back to look at me, his eyes gleaming with a strange, possessive triumph. "The board needs to know too. This changes everything, Aurora. A legitimate heir secures my position at the company. No one can question my legacy now." My throat was dry as sand. "Roman, wait—isn't it too early? The report just confirmed it. We haven't even had an ultrasound—"

After receiving James’ call, Scarlett called an end to the meeting, brought the high-ranking officials of Transgenerational Group to the ground floor, and waited patiently for his arrival. A dozen or so men gathered outside the Transgenerational Tower. These were the elites of society—well-paid business elites whom Scarlett had hired from overseas. “Soon, the chairman of Transgenerational Group will be here for inspection work. Be careful not to offend him,” She reminded. “Yes.” At present, they were looking forward to meeting the mysterious owner of Transgenerational Group, who purchased an entire city. Who would be that wealthy man with a capital of over a trillion dollars? Who in the worl