Turns Out I M Rich Novelas e Histórias

My cheek burned like fire. The crowd went silent. I locked my eyes on Clara, refusing to flinch. My silence rattled Clara, but she lifted her chin again. "What are you looking at? Dressed like a pauper and still trying to play the heiress? If this jet is really yours, I'll bow and scrape." I broke free of their grip and yanked the ribbon off the tail. "Clara, do you even realize those letters, SV, are my initials?" "Shut up, you shameless bitch! Still running your mouth?"

Richard sighed, leaning back again, “I know you must be going through a lot, and I get that, but this is a lot to ask from a stranger.” “Well, you're right,” I forced a smile, “but think of this as a business deal instead.” Richard smirked, stroking his beard again. A single ray of hope glowed in my heart when I saw him look up. He was intrigued and I didn't want the opportunity to slip away. “Money is not a problem, if that's what you're worried about,” I added, "My dad's a billionaire.” "Yeah, I can see that," Richard exhaled, glaring at the coffered ceiling and marble walls before turning to me. “How much are we talking about, exactly?”

Each one with more zeroes than the last. Tens of millions. At first I froze. But then I remembered. Today was the second date Fennrick had promised I’d get rich. He had taken that five million and invested it into two dramas. Both had just gone viral. And the dividends all came to me. There it was. The wealth I’d wanted so badly. But the thrill evaporated almost immediately, replaced with a hollow ache. I wondered where Fennrick was now. If he knew how much I’d earned.

"Can't I buy my way out of it?" "See, now, that's what got you in trouble in the first place." "Sorry, it's just what we spoiled rich girls do." Taylor smiled for a second, before turning somewhat serious. "So, little Miss Trust Fund, how rich are you, exactly?" I could feel the blush spread on my cheeks. "It's funny. I never really thought of myself as rich. At least, not until I met you." Taylor glowered playfully at me. "I'm sorry! That sounded bad."

“He’s… he’s really rich, Sophia. Like, crazy rich. I’m talking designer everything, multiple cars, a private chef—” “Stop.” Sophia’s tone turned skeptical. “You’re messing with me. There’s no way you’re living with some kind of billionaire.” “I’m not messing with you,” I said firmly. “He is. I didn’t believe it at first either, but now that I’ve seen it—Soph, this guy has money I can’t even wrap my head around. His closet is bigger than my old apartment.” There was silence on the other end before Sophia finally spoke, her voice laced with disbelief. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

Who wouldn’t want to befriend someone with that kind of money? Raina watched all this with envy and said, “It must be nice to be rich.” Leif glanced at her, slightly furrowing his brow. “Are you short on money?” Raina raised one eyebrow, smiled, and shrugged. “Isn’t that a pretty normal thing? You have to spend money on so many things just to live in this world. Someone like you, rich as you are, wouldn’t understand. I’m genuinely poor.” Leif: “...” After a pause, he suddenly said, “I’m very rich.”

I stuttered, my eyes transfixed on his, hoping he would save me the shame of having to say the words, but of course this was Lucas. I did not have that kind of money! I wanted to say that. I also wanted to ask why he would spend such amount of money to get me out of prison. Again, this was Lucas. The man was rated America's youngest multibillionaire for a reason. The man was rich rich. That money was almost nothing to him in the grand scheme of things. Still… "You?" He teased, a smirk lifting the corner of his lips. I frowned, almost punching him in the face for that snug look.

I wished I could be present with him to see the look on his face when he would see his own sex tape. My phone rang on the table getting me to pick it up. It was from the person I had called to cash in my favors. “Yes?” I said after picking up the call. “It is done,” the person said, making me even happier than before as I laid back in my chair. Switching off the call I started to think of what to do next before I stumbled upon my bank app. Opening my bank account I found that I was now a billion dollars richer than I used to be.

she wheezed. "Nine hundred million. And apparently that's just what's in one account." Maya set down her mug with shaking hands. "Ivy, do you understand what this means? You're not just rich, you're stupid rich. You're so rich that rich people feel poor around you." "I know," I said miserably. "And I don't know what to do about it." "What do you mean you don't know what to do about it? You take the money and live happily ever after! You buy a private island and never have to see another Sterling for the rest of your life!"

I stated coldy "Y...yes m...miss"she said and bowed her head I threw the corpse of the dead puppy and walked to my room I turned on the shower and within minutes I was done bathing I caught a glance of my reflection from the mirror I can't believe am young and f#cking rich Penny the only billionaire whose so lonely Since it was still already late...I wore a transparent nighte ...I climbed my king size bed and drafted off to sleep TBC