The Youngest Son Of A Conglomerate Novels & Stories

That responsibility became even greater when he took over as Ceo at the age of twenty two. Now at thirty one, he had become one of the youngest and wealthiest Ceos in the world. During his nine years as Ceo, Jamal had accomplished what many believed was impossible. Under his leadership, the Hale Conglomerate had expanded at an unprecedented pace, rising from its former position to become the number one conglomerate in the world, a feat that cemented his reputation as a business genius.

Roger entered college at eleven and graduated at fourteen with not only his Bachelor’s degree but also with his business under his father, Giovanni Dawson’s name. By fourteen, he was the richest kid alive, and when he turned eighteen, he became the youngest billionaire CEO. Roger never appeared anywhere as Molly’s son from the age of ten to protect him from enemies. Even though he was tough enough to confront the mafia, his parents believed it was important to guide him towards a path of peace to overcome the shadows of his past.

Chapter 3- Is he a rich young master? Um? Dan's face stunned. Others are also confused. "Why where are you? Can you stop for a moment?" Dan was bored to hear Anthony's voice. "Don't think your name and surname are the same as that young master of the Bezos family. You are the young master of the Bezos family? What are you?" "I tell you, the second son of that rich family, no matter how hard he is, you will not follow. This useless courier is Just a courier!"

“An heir?” “Yes. A new shareholder was announced. He now holds the highest share in the company and has final authority on every board vote.” Rafael’s brow furrowed. “Who?” he asked “Diego Alejandro Junior Mondragon,” Mr. Collins replied. “Diego’s 6 years old son.” Rafael slowly stood up. “Son?” he repeated completely stunned. “Yes, sir. They said he was first introduced to the board when he was just one month old… as the next heir of Mondragon Corp.”

"At first, he doesn't want all of our companies and businesses. He wants to start all on his own, you know. He doesn't want our help." He stopped talking to sip on his coffee. I don't know what to say, so I just remained standing in front of him, listening to him. "He actually did it. He became a billionaire at the age of 20. Imagine that? He was just 20 years old when he became a billionaire." He sighed as he shook his head a little. "And now that he's 22, he's learning how to run our whole empire. I'm so proud of my son." His voice broke.

Sebastian said as he excused himself. "Business again?" Dante asked Fred who nodded in reply. What could it possibly be about? "So? Impressed yet?" Leo asked, wiggling his brows. "Impressed is an understatement. What exactly do they do?" "Business and same work as boss." "They are mafias too?" Dante asked in a whisper and Leo nodded. "So the young master is like a Mafia boss too?" Fred laughed. "Nope. He's the youngest son of the family. His older brothers, Gerald and Ronald, take care of the family business. Though Gerald is the next in line, being the eldest."

No matter how hard he tries to accept it, he still couldn't believe his father's words, his proposition just to get the conglomerate he rightly deserves! Anderson had worked his butt off for the conglomerate, he had done nothing but his best, he has deprived himself a lot of things for the sake of the companies. He could proudly say that neither Renard nor Marcus had put in half as much effort as he had for the conglomerate. He had done everything he could so his father would have no doubt or skepticism when he fully hands i over the Horatio conglomerate to him legally. Hell, he is working as a substitute CEO in the conglomerate for two years now, in his father's absence, and Horatio has com

But I would doubt it every once in a while, like in rare occasions like this when we'd get to bond like a normal family did─after the usual year-long nonchalance or estrangement, that is. But then again, Stefano Falco, now Chairman of his fast-growing multinational group of companies, was as status-conscious and power-hungry as the world's most elite. An undergrad son who simply couldn't get his life together was definitely not the ideal firstborn my father expected me to be.

My brain is still hanging up in the air, half sober and half drunk. "Hey, Mom, good morning." I heard him sweetly greeted me. "Good morning too my son. Where are you? Why didn't you go home last night?" I inquired. "I'm really sorry Mom, really really sorry but I got lots of important things to do and finish in the company. And you know how I hate to make mistakes in Dad's company. It is shameful for me to put down the highest bar and standard that my Dad has set in this company." He lenghtily narrated. Just like Hadrian his son is also a workaholic young man. No wonder if the treasured jewel group will become the world's best company because they had a hardworking and intelligent CEO.

Anthony was the youngest son of Cedric's grandpa, only a few years older than Cedric. They used to get on very well. But ever since Cedric's parents passed away, he started coveting their assets that should be inherited by Cedric. He invested 200 million in the project and thus became the largest shareholder of my father's company. The next step was to make their ambitions grow by letting them see the huge potential market so that they would kick me and Cedric out, the best way for us to make a clean getaway. I responded with a smile, "Then let's move to the next step."