The Trillionaires Heir Novels & Stories

Crossing her arms and her legs, she stared at Philip with mock arrogance and asked, “So, what’s this about 100 billion and 70% of the world’s wealth again?” Philip was nervous as he fumbled with his hands, not knowing where to put them. ‘Oh no! ‘Could this be the end of the lie?’ Philip stood up. “Okay. I’ll tell you the truth!” Strongly gripping onto Wynn’s shoulders, Philip’s eyes shone with overzealous excitement. “Wynnie. I, Philip Clarke, am actually one of the richest heirs in the world. My family is very rich and very powerful, and I’m given an allowance of 100 billion!”

I felt a connection, a warmth filling me instantly. “Charlotte, you’re my granddaughter, my only daughter’s child and my heir. I had been looking for you since your mother died and your father seemed to be vanished from the earth’s face but you’re here and I’d not be letting you go away again. From this moment onwards, you’re my legal heir, the owner of a trillion dollars empire.” As soon as these words left his lips, I was left flabbergasted. Holy Jesus! I became the richest person in a blink of a moment.

Trisha lived a physical life that involved long hours in the gym along with the regular training required for her job. Sara laughed. “Well, I’m back home.” “You’re where?” Trisha asked, all exhaustion gone from her voice. “Yeah. You remember Mr. Garrison? He died last week, and now you’re talking to the heir to a billion dollars.” “A wha—” Trisha gasped. “Well, probably half of that after taxes and whatnot.” “Sara! You didn’t tell me that old man was a bajillionaire!” Sara laughed. “I didn’t know! I knew he always had plenty of money to give me for college and whatever I needed until I got a job, but it seems that old coot was keeping some secrets.”

"He might be a womanizer and always acting like he knows nothing but, he's way smarter than you think. One mistake around him and he caught you, you're dead." "Understood. I will be careful and I'm sure he won't find anything suspicious" "Don't be so confident, you can't say" he snapped at me. "Always remember this, his dad is about to hand over all the properties he owns across the countries to him, he's to own everything now since Evan wants to step down. So, everything he owned was worth 150 trillion dollars" "Oh my!" I wowed with my eyes widened in shock. I know they're rich but, I have no idea they're this filthy rich.

It wasn’t until I noticed the curvy road between the trees that I realized that I wasn’t far from my apartment. I had heard about these hill-top, million dollar houses, and it didn’t surprise me that one of them is his. After all, he inherited a billion dollars from his trillionaire father through a trust-fund when he turned the age of 25. The only reason he’s determined to climb the corporate ladder is because he wants to earn becoming CEO whenever his father decides to step down. It wasn’t long before Cade returned and I silently followed him to his unsurprisingly fancy, bronze Range Rover. As expected, half of the car ride was full of nothing but silence and the occasional sideway glances

I thought. As I tried to straighten up my hands to call for him to help me but was held by a hand that drew me backwards… Then I managed to raise my face if I could see the person. It's Brenda. Brenda expressed her frustration and concern for me. She has urged me severally to leave Mark, whom she deemed wicked and undeserving. Mark Adrian is my husband and one of the richest CEOs who owns a company. When I got married to Mark Adrian in exchange for the money my parents owed his father during their business contract before my parents died in a motor accident years ago.

The billionaires heirs Third-person POV Ashley looked around her bedroom, sighing. Her things were packed in brown cardboard boxes sealed with the brown parcel tape she had bought a week before. Her head was still trying to process what had happened the past couple of weeks. The kids are excited to move to Adrian's house, the one they shared when they first got married. Ashley told Adrian after the wedding that if they were to move, they could move back to their old home because she wanted to be near her parents and siblings these final few months. Adrian agreed without hesitation. Ashley wanted one last look at the house where she raised her children. Alone. The house held so many amazing m

She “Where would you get that large of a money every month.” “Well…” Emily didn’t want to tell him about her true identity. She didn’t want to tell him that she was a professional trader either. The time isn’t right yet. She needed to hold on just a bit longer. She still needs to know that he loves her. Loved her with all of his heart before spilling her beans that she’s the heiress to a tri-billionaire companies. She was the sole heiress to richest man of the world. She sighed as she couldn’t tell him who she really was. Not yet.

I was swung around in a hug and given ten minutes to be kissed by him. He whispered, "We're going to meet tomorrow," in a grim look. “Tomorrow,” I whispered back. Yet, as expected, the situation was not perfect. By morning, the world was already in flames. The headlines hit first. “Billionaire Damian Cole Engaged? Who's the Mystery Woman?”. Does the term "Runaway Bride" refer to a career con artist? Or not? Damian's fiancee' story is brought to light. Photos of me. Of Dylan. Of my past.

Comforting. But the sense of waiting gnawed at her. That night, after Julian was asleep, there was a knock at her bedroom door. She opened it to find Cole standing there, face serious. “There’s something you need to see,” he said. Her stomach dropped. “What is it?” He handed her an iPad. “News broke half an hour ago.” Sienna’s hands trembled as she took the tablet. The headline on the screen sent ice flooding through her veins. **“Damian Cavendish: Secret Heir Revealed!”**