Trillionaire In Disguise Novels & Stories

"It was all an act, Davies. He knows. He totally knows." "His money trails are impossible to follow, as you know," Davies went on. "His offshore accounts are hidden under layers of legal tricks. We can see money went into Katya's account, but once it's in there, it vanishes." "He's smart," Ethan admitted, a little grudgingly. "He always was. He's building a huge company, and Katya helped him start it. He wants to protect his business, and maybe her, from anything that could mess things up."

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

“You didn’t even tell me what this event is for.” “It’s a charity gala,” I replied, guiding her deeper into the crowd. “Networking. Donors. Public image. You know the drill.” She let out a soft, exasperated sigh. “Of course.” I tried not to notice how her lips pursed when she was frustrated. As the night wore on, I played my part—the charming, untouchable Jack Norman—shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with people whose names I barely remembered. Stella remained by my side, graceful and poised, and it didn’t take long for people to notice her.

“No isn’t he just a random guy that came for the exhibition “That was Noah knight” I still didn’t get “And what does that mean Sarah just get to the point, so that I can go back to my sad thoughts “That guy you just mistook as the curator is the famous billionaire that just got out of jail a week ago” Then I remembered the new on the t.v earlier, so that’s the guy everybody keeps talking about. well he is really good-looking, I wonder if ias dating anyone. not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single

Just when I need him, he disappears. "Just keep tracking Finn and find out who his previous clients were. Maybe we can get some information on them," I demanded. "Sure thing, boss," he smiled at me sarcastically. Tsk. Maybe if Finn and those dangerous people hunting us didn’t exist, our lives would be more free, and I could bond openly in public with my family and friends. Everything we do is always done in secret. Still, being a billionaire isn’t so bad. You can buy what you want at any time and anywhere. Many rivals want to bring down the world's most powerful and wealthy because they don't want you at the top. Some individuals, such as Finn, turn to illicit ventures in an attempt to rise

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

right before I shattered. I read about him during slow periods—discreetly, on my phone behind the circulation desk. Articles from Forbes, Bloomberg, a few older profiles that called him “the ghost of Los Angeles finance.” Youngest self-made billionaire in the state. Ruthless in boardrooms. Invisible in tabloids. No scandals. No girlfriends photographed on red carpets. Just power. Quiet, absolute power. I was fucking a billionaire.

He put down his pen and massaged his nose bridge. The scene that the investors make is truly stressing him out. If only he could get rid of them once and for all, he will surely give up a million dollar just to do so. It all started four years ago, after he suddenly disappeared from public. He only worked from home and made sure not to be seen everytime he went out, not once did he also visited the company nor did he grace them with his presence in any meetings. He only managed everything from home. Nikholas Pierre Fairbourne is a prominent figure in the business industry, a young trillionaire who's also the most eligible and sought after bachelor.

He had the Trillionaire System—and a team of elite misfits with everything to prove. The world wouldn’t know what hit it.