Trillionaire Novels & Stories

Caroline Lightwood After talking to Cade Grey, the CEO of the reporting company 'Gnewz' from the group of companies owned by his family THE Greys for over an hour I started preparing for today's meeting. Yes and this is the CEO of the company who wrote that article. He was my friend in college. He even had crush on me, but when I told him I liked someone else, he understood it and we remained good friends. Ethan was always jealous of him or any male I talked to, as a matter of fact. Whatever stop thinking about that jerk. I can't believe he didn't called back. At least of not for me he should have done it for my children. I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only k

She whispered as she closed the office door behind her. Troy Dawson, the billionare CEO living in Riverdale, was the single living greek God in the entire universe. Not just the man was extremely handsome with a perfectly tonned face and body, he was also available as per the sources. Often the news of his hookups, with several girls errupred in market but later they died down as a rumour. Technically, the rich CEO was single and nobody had ever seen him ever with his one single girlfriend. He was now the head of the 'Emerging Enterprises' one of the largest publishing houses of entire world.

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.

he would say, his voice resonating with sincerity. In the grand tapestry of Kay's life, this milestone stood as a testament to the power of perseverance and the potential that lies within every dreamer. His journey from diligent researcher to the chart-topping Billionaire investors among others was a testament to the extraordinary heights one can reach through dedication, hard work, and an unyielding belief in oneself.

She informed. "Fuck!" he yelled. "Okay, thanks, you can leave now," Scott said, with a frown on his face. Mrs. Campbell walked out of the office. Scott was burning with rage, Mr. Satoshi was one of the clients that buys multiple artworks from Scotts company, in a month he purchases artworks of up to forty million dollars from his company, and now he has left his company. ***************** The next day, at Rockwell’s Art Enterprises. Rockwell was on his way to his secretary's office. He had a blue file in his hand, and he was walking with hast. He arrived at the office door, he bolts into the office,

’’ ‘’Look ,I want someone older , someone who would concentrate on making the company greater instead of trying to make me happy . Tyler now raised his legs off the ground , dropping it on the table before speaking. ‘’You asked for someone different , I had to get to the ends of the earth to get the perfect one for you, You ungrateful cousin!’’ Tyler spoke with a dramatic exaggerated tone. Charles made a confused facial expression which was accompanied with a hand gesture that simply implied the question what? how? what are you talking about? ‘’She is African.’’ Tyler added. Yes Charles had asked for someone different but he sure wasn’t talking about hiring someone all the way from Africa to

All he knows is an adopted child when his adoptive parents tell stories. “Thank you, Dad, I just didn't think that all this time, I had turned out to be a billionaire!” William said proudly. “Yes, this is how Dad is now, your Grandpa and Grandmother have owned Albert's company from the beginning. So, when they die, Dad will inherit everything, now I will leave it to you! Tomorrow we will go to the office together,” said Mr. Joyce, who took the rice and put it down. On William's plate.

Let’s dive in, shall we? Picture this: a wealthy socialite, let's call her Tiffany Vanderbilt III, lounging by her Olympic-sized swimming pool, sipping on a 500 dollar bottle of champagne. Meanwhile, across town, we have Bob from the Block, trying to figure out how to stretch his last 5 dollar to feed his family for the week.

She raised her head with a smile. "It is," She giggled as she fought the urge to jump on him. It was a letter from Chris Williams inviting him to make a portrait of his mother but it would be done in his mansion. He is paying him Two billion dollars. Chris Williams is one of the most successful businessmen in Chicago "Do we leave this evening?" She asked giggling with excitement. "No, we start tomorrow. I have to get some stuff today and we are going grocery shopping." "Grocery shopping?" She furrowed her brows. "Why are we going grocery shopping?"

If I was this jittery now, what would happen when we'd be seeing each other every day? USA's most eligible bachelor. Heartbreaker. Billionaire at twenty-four. Were the most popular anecdotes used to describe him? However, one stood out the most to me; a billionaire at twenty-four. Really? His parents weren't dead yet so how had he been able to have all their wealth under his name? Unless it was by name only. Or maybe he'd made his own money himself? No. That was impossible. How did someone at his very young age of twenty-four amass such a large amount of wealth, especially if his parents weren't wealthy in the first place?