Novel & Cerita To Make A Billionaire Regret

They had never seen this much money before, not in the decades of their life that they had spent working in Rostead. The truth was that most regular people would never be able to amass hundreds of millions of dollars in assets even after decades of work. Haron and Molton had gone from making minimum wage to billionaires in the blink of an eye, and Tracius smiled at their gleeful expression as he asked, "I'm curious to know what you two would like to do the most now that you've got all this money." Haron said, "We can leave Rostead at last, and go somewhere nobody knows us to start our own business with the money. We'd like to live the rest of our lives out in peace."

"You can leave and mingle with people for more business~~" Ads by Pubfuture "Nah, I have my way in business." He grinned at her. However, she sucked up all of her anger toward the man and mingled with Alessandro. Lots of businessmen recognize him as a young billionaire. He expanded their business after he graduated from college and became a billionaire of his own even without big support from his father. Their company nearly collapsed. Everyone knows him as a vicious businessman who bankrupted the Golden Age and grabbed it. Then take a few more exposing illegal things.

"Wesley didn't try to talk me out of it, he didn't like kids and he never liked the bastard, only Liam tried but my mind was made up. They helped secure that part of my life as I gave the baby up for adoption the moment she was born. Easy right?" I frowned. "Laurel that's cruel." "It isn't, when you're doing the right thing. You see they're many billionaire Playboys in this world Katy, majority of them inherited their family businesses. You know it's hard to see a self-made billionaire these days, people will just have to work for years before they can even be worthy of being called a millionaire. So if you encounter a billionaire, just know it's not an easy something. It takes a life goal t

“Three? You want to make him offer us three billion dollars?” Magda noticed even Darya thought Dimi might be a bit over the top and she watched her hands shaking. Yup. Dimi was pissed on her behalf. It suddenly felt good to have the backing of the daughter of the most ruthless mafia kingpin in the country. “A billion each? Let’s find out if when a billionaire gets their first billion how long it takes for the devil to show up.” On the beach the girls had held an entire discussion whether earning a billion got you a deal with the devil and Magda found herself wondering if Dimi might have already made it. Her face was far more wicked than she’d ever seen it.

“Send Ms Granger and Simon congratulatory gifts. Send them gifts worth hundreds of millions of dollars each. No. Make it a billion dollars each. Go nuts with those gifts. Just make sure the media talks about it. Make it big news and get it trending all over social media.” Betty looked just as confused as she felt worried for her boss. A huge part of her could understand the frustration the woman was going through. She had been cheated by her ex-husband in a manner that she never saw it coming. And now this—another man who she had slowly and surely started to consider a possibility was acting out on a whole new level. But the other part of Betty wanted to remind the billionaire in front of he

he pressured “It's the least you can do. If you want me to forgive you and let life go back to the way it used to be, you'll get it done now” “It's going to take a lot of money Scarlett” “Get a loan, the bank can give you one right now because you're a billionaire, you'll pay it back before they know it” I suggested “ No it doesn't work that way, I hate debts and I won't borrow. It's going to take nothing more than 3 million dollars to set everything up”

I would rebuild our empire, piece by piece, and when the time came, I would make the Bautistas pay for what they did. So I worked—harder than anyone else, smarter than anyone else—until I dragged our company back from the ashes. I turned it into something even greater, and by the time I was twenty-eight, I was a billionaire. But none of the wealth, none of the success, dulled the fire of that vow. Because this isn't just business. This is personal. "She'll suffer," I said now, my tone deadly calm. "Every day of that pregnancy will be a chain around her neck. And when I take the baby away, it will break her completely."

"Can I ask you something else? Something unrelated to any of this?" "Of course." "Do you regret it? Building the trust the way you did, in secret, for five years?" Vivienne considered the question honestly. "Some days. I regret that my children spent five years without knowing their father, and that the secrecy cost all of us time we can't get back. But I don't regret protecting them the only way I knew how, with the tools I actually had available. I think the difference between regret and wisdom is simply whether you learn something useful from the cost."

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

Talking to her always had that effect on him. It had been six years since they had met again at business school, and yet every conversation still left him feeling strangely warm inside. Daniel stood and walked toward the large window overlooking the glittering skyline. From the outside, his life looked perfect. Daniel Carter. The youngest billionaire in the city. The heir and current head of the Carter Conglomerate. Yet his name rarely appeared in the media. His face had never been published in the news. He preferred it that way. And most importantly…