Turns Out I M Rich Novels & Stories

I can't wait to be so rich because i know gold costs a lot. "Wealth..here i come" I said excitedly before laying back on the bed. I unlocked my iPod and started chatting with boss..updating him about what's happening. I didn't know when i dozed off dreaming of riches of course. Stapsy ❣️ 🍭🍭🍭🍭🍭 . . . . To be continued

“ A chocolate. “ Tim answers breaking it in two. He gives one part of it to me and eats the other. “ I’ve rarely had those. “ He comments. “ Can I see yours? “ He asks, I give the piece to him. He first smells it and then eats it. Right in front of my very own two eyes. “ Why’d you do that?? “ I scream. “ What? Stop whining Emma. You’re not a child. “ He says absentmindedly. “ Are you really rich? The first time, you stole Tim’s cupcake and this time it’s my chocolate!” I joke. “ No, I’m actually poor, just pretending to be rich. The company, the mansion, my cars, and my wealth all appeared one day and I suddenly became rich. “ He jokes half-heartedly. “ Maybe if I was poor, I wouldn’t have

The lie felt thick and clumsy on my tongue. “Plenty of time,” he waved a dismissive hand. “This is time-sensitive. And since you’ve suddenly proven yourself to be a billionaire-whisperer…” He grinned. My stomach dropped. This was not going to be good. “What is it?” “I want you to interview Ilay von Oberhaus.”

“Wait until he gets bored.” Bored? Bored of what? Bored of Ashley? After thinking for a while, Meadow said: “I’m not rich, the money and checks you gave me, I hid them all in the safe, I didn’t put them directly into the bank card, At first, I was waiting for a miracle to happen. Today you can earn 17 billion. During the years I stayed in this S city, I still had relationships, through those relationships, I put the remaining money into the bank card.

As he walked out the door, he asked me arrogantly. “No, thank you! I’m also rich now!” He flashed a grin. “Derrick, you are not wealthy! Your parents are rich, but you are not!” He said to me, and the smile on my lips vanished. I’m aware of that, okay? But why can’t I be full of joy because I, too, became rich for a brief time? “At least it’s from me!” I informed him. “I’m still rich because it’s my money.” He just smirked at me and walked right past me. “Oh, yes. That money is a swap for your life.”

I couldn’t believe these kids! As if it wasn’t enough, James deep chuckles kept resounding in the air. He was most definitely having a blast watching us right now. “You guys… “I started, clearing my throat as I prepared to set the records straight. “You shouldn’t jump to conclusions like this. It’s bad! I don’t need your mommy to take care of me, because I have my own money! I am a very rich businessman as well. One of the richest in the city! I can and will take care of all of you! Your mommy included! She wouldn’t even have to work and we would still have money, that’s how much I have!”

And the world doesn't end. Small victories count. This was a small one. But it was mine. I close the journal, turn off the light, and fall asleep in my impractical expensive sweater, surrounded by unread books. And for the first time in two lifetimes, I feel rich. Not because of the money. But because I kept it.

Who in the hell was he to judge what I do to support myself? "Well, my own personal international corporation never came through like yours did. Mr. Blackstone. I resorted to modeling. I like sleeping in a bed as opposed to a park bench. And heat. The winters here suck!" The snark in my voice rang out pretty clear even to my ears.

Who never called, never wrote, never explained. That boy is a billionaire now. The papers call him Richie Moore. The photos show him in expensive suits at expensive parties with expensive women on his arm. He owns my mother's debt. Which means he owns me.

Ronan Blackwell was wrapping his arm around some girl as they stepped out of the hotel elevator. I was sitting right there on the lobby couch, snacking on nuts. The second Ronan locked eyes with me, his face went paler than a three-day-old corpse. The girl in his arms reacted first, shoving him away with a sharp gasp. "Miss West, wait, it's not what it looks like!" she squeaked. I rubbed my forehead. "Alright, drop the act. You're practically bursting at the seams trying not to laugh." Honestly, it wasn't just her. I was barely holding back a massive grin myself. Ronan getting caught red-handed cheating meant I was walking away with ten percent of the family company stock. Jackpot.