Turns Out I M Rich Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 58: I WILL DO WHAT I WANT. Richard strolled into the mansion from the backyard with his phone in his hand. As usual, he was busy pressing the hell out of it. It was already getting late in the evening but he seemed to be in a very good mood as he kept scrolling past different posts on the internet related to his hobby.

"Hmmm." "I won't deny, love, that those who possess a huge amount of money are not rude and selfish, but you see like every finger is not same, just like that, not every other rich person is." she looked at all her fingers one by one examining whether they are same or different from one another. After she was satisfied, raised her head looked at me grinning and said, "And you are the best richest person I have ever met." As if everyone gets to meet a lot of rich people daily.

You can say I'm stinking rich and I have a bad temper . A handsome dude everyone falls for . I can take rasp decision and no one dare say anything about it . 25years of age, and my parents are there... I don't leave with them, I mean what will I do with them when I'm rich enough to take care of myself.. I can even feed the whole Philippines and my money will not shake. People say I'm a sport brat but t I don't care, I was born rich .... My word is law .. and I think I'm a flirt ..

Alice's heart raced, contemplating her bold move to offer herself in marriage without meeting her future spouse, only to find herself in a surprisingly favorable situation. 'Isn't that Andrew Kingston, the famed business tycoon? Word has it that even Richie Rich can't tally up the sheer number of businesses he commands. And, as if that's not enough, he's the singular force behind Royman Productions, consistently delivering box office hits. Is he born into wealth, or is there a lucky charm in play?'

"That flashy car just drove into the mini- mart. I mean , I'm thinking about going over there. " Mike eyed him and recoiled . "I'm not interested, " he replied , lying back on the pieces of trash that they had put together. "Mike. Mike. Mike! " Jimmy called repeatedly, tapping him . "What is it , Jimmy? I don't think I have the strength for any of this. " "They're coming. My gosh, man. They're pretty. They're coming here. " "They can give you all they have to give, " Mike replied, dragging a piece of cloth to cover up his face.

00 exactly. Jake and I looked at each other in amazement. “Damn, bro! It really fucking works,” he exclaimed. I burst out laughing loudly, and he followed me. I did a few jumps while celebrating. “Yaaay! I'm a millionaire! I’m fucking rich!” I celebrated with a big smile on my face. At least I would never have to depend on Bruce in my life again.

During Thanksgiving and Christmas months, I wouldn't even go home to my parents' because I didn't want her to feel alone and left out because she didn't have a family to call her own. I worked hard so that I could provide her with a home and a family. To save, I refused to waste money on medication or doctor's visits, wearing only the cheapest second-hand clothes I could find. I worked myself to the bone until white hair began to streak my head. But now, I found out that Irene was not an orphan. In fact, she was a wealthy heiress with a wonderful family of her own. I suddenly recalled the words some of her friends had said that other day.

Worth every moment of discomfort I was experiencing. "Yes, Mr. Rich," she said, and I caught the slight tremor in her voice. "I'm fine." I let myself smile—just a little, just enough—before turning back to my plate. Two could play this game. And I'd been playing much, much longer than she had.

“I’m fireproof anyway.” She blinked up at him. He was tall—maybe six-foot-two—with deep brown eyes and a smile that held the sun. His shirt was soaked, yet he didn’t seem bothered. “I’ll pay for dry cleaning,” she insisted. “Not necessary,” he waved off. “I’ve had worse burns at work.” “Work?” she asked, curious despite herself. “Fireman,” he replied, then extended his hand. “Thunder Voldizépeña. And you are?”

“Then what do you call sleeping with women that I slept with? And you know what? You, pathetic has been trying so hard to get the people’s attention when all you ever wanted was to be me. Because I’m cool, I’m awesome, and I’m always me. And you? You are nothing but a pretender, a user, and broke. Do you think I don’t know you’re drowning in debt? Well, news flash, Sawyer. After all these troubles, I’m still fucking rich. I’m still a fucking billionaire with a family, real friends, and I’m living my life to the fullest!” For the first time, he looked surprised that I knew he had nothing left.