To Make A Billionaire Regret Novels & Stories

He had revived the company and become a billionaire due to very smart business decisions. Darien assumed that he had overcome the darkness in his life until he became clear how lonely he was despite all the money and adoration. He couldn’t date who he wanted for fear of negative public opinion. He was trapped in a gilded cage of his own making. The billionaire thought of Zach again and that boosted his mood. He was on his way out of the darkness. With that in the mind, he sped through rereading all of his past works and took out his notebook.

“Really? I should let you go? I said, my voice rising. “Funny how you still have the energy to beg after everything you did.” “Please…” I didn’t answer. I’d never give him that satisfaction of begging me. I lingered a moment longer, letting the silence extend. Being a billionaire was supposed to feel like freedom. That was what the world believed when they saw the headlines. They didn’t see the boy who walked out of juvie with nothing but scars and a dark reputation. They did, actually. It just didn’t seem to matter anymore, even though people still talked about it. They didn’t see the years I spent building something legitimate after running with men who treated blood like currency before c

"Do you know what this means? I am going to be a billionaire! Oh, I'm going to expand my business all the way from Labrador to New York, to San Jose, San Francisco, Los Angeles—you name it, everywhere. I would be widely known. I am going to make a name for myself, Brookes. You have no idea how happy I am. I have become a billionaire overnight." "It is not overnight," Brookes said. "I mean, you have been working on this for years, although you were not so passionate about it until after we came back from your late Grandpa's funeral. This is the result of your hard work. The natural resource sector is the best place indeed for us to put our money." Kyle smiled and sat on the bed, "I am so happ

she didn't expect the balance to be 100 billion dollars. she knows many people with 100 billion net worth but can't have 100 billion in their bank accounts and she little scared of how rich and powerful must Patrick's background be. she looked at Patrick a simple yet handsome young man and thought how can such a rich person be so low-key she is interested in Patrick. "a 100 billion," she said in a trembling voice. Patrick smiled nodded his head took out another bank card and asked her to transfer 10 billion to this card from black gold card because if he uses his black gold card everywhere he can attract a lot of attention he don't want that because he want to keep a low profile for some mor

He wasn’t just one of those guys who threw around words to make themselves look good, with no intention of following through. “My money isn’t making me happy, and my job certainly isn’t. But living here for the last few days, helping Greg whittle, and practicing interview questions with Mark—it’s the happiest I’ve been in a long time.” He paused. “Do you want to know why I became a billionaire in the first place?” Bev stepped in closer. “Why?”

"What are my options?" "Declare personal bankruptcy, restructure the fund, liquidate assets. Or try to ride it out, hope the news cycle moves on, rebuild from whatever's left." David sounded tired, like he'd been having this conversation all day with different clients in similar situations. "But Carter, honestly? I think you're done in Manhattan. Maybe done in finance entirely. This story is too big, too public. No one's going to trust you with their money after this." Done in Manhattan. Done in finance. Done being Carter Vaughn, self-made billionaire, proof that you could build something from nothing if you were smart and ruthless enough. Now I was just Carter Vaughn, the guy from the bet s

She surely won't worry about money at all. “Nathan, I know I have given you a hard time about your actions in the past, but I want you to know that I'm so proud of you. You're successful and you managed to achieve a lot at such a young age. I know I can trust you and I can leave this enterprise for you while knowing it will be in good hands. You now own three-quarters of this company. Excel at being the CEO, write your name in history. I have also given you a billion dollars. I'm sure you'll make them three of four billion dollars by the time you're fifty.” I've always been called a billionaire, given the fact that the enterprise sooner or later would be mine. Now, I'm officially a billionai

My eyes nearly bulged out of my head “Don't do that, you'll regret it. Don't. And don't assume your mum's thoughts until you at least talk to her.” “You seem to be talking from experience, do you mind sharing or is that private too?” I chuckled a bit before answering “ yes I am speaking from experience, I didn't have any siblings though. So none of that already set standards.” “Even if you did, they would feel like shit considering that you are already a billionaire at your early 30s” I laughed again because I was a billionaire, WAS being the cooperative word, how ironic. “Well billionaire or not, I did something really bad when I was around your age and instead of confiding in my mum or my

Standing in front of him, Arthur couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth as he watched his boss break into sudden laughter more than once. Kane's smile might have looked warm, but when it came out of nowhere like that, it sent chills crawling up Arthur's spine. "Ahem." Arthur cleared his throat loudly, trying to pull him back to business. "Boss, how do you want to reply to them?" Snapping out of it, Kane realized he hadn't heard a single word Arthur had just said. "What?" Arthur quickly repeated everything. Raymond had made a fortune in the diamond and gold trade, but his greed drove him to expand recklessly. He never knew when to stop and ended up crossing too many people in New

When he said he had a meeting with “Carter Holdings the following week, it confirmed what she was already starting to realize, that this wasn’t going to end here, and when he followed it by saying that it wouldn’t be the last time they saw each other, the meaning behind it was clear enough that it didn’t need to be explained, because now it wasn’t about chance, it was about something that was going to continue. Aria held his gaze for a second longer than she should have, long enough to feel that reality settle in a way she couldn’t ignore, long enough to understand that this was already becoming something she couldn’t control as easily as she wanted to, and then she let her expression return