Unknown Billionaires Novels & Stories

In the weeks that followed, Ryan continued with work, Tom did as well. Amelia worked in ways of getting back on track, mentally and emotionally. "Today, we bring the news of a very successful business tycoon, our very own King of finance _ Ryan Anderson. A lot of rumors have been spreading about the root of Mr Anderson's wealth," Anne, a top broadcaster reported. "The police are currently investigating Mr Anderson and are probably on their way to the company," Bryan, a fellow broadcaster added.

I'm sure one day they are gonna ask me about their father, god only knows what I'm gonna tell them. An hour later, the meeting started with Mr. Noah William, we discussed about the contract and everything. I don't like doing business with him, because I sense something fishy about him. I remember one day at a charity event he told me he liked me, indirectly, not like in a straight forward way, but in his own twisted way, but I rejected him, directly. I thought he was gonna take his shares back from the company or do something over dramatic, but he didn't, he behaved like nothing happened. I'm more than sure he's planning something much more bigger, because he has got a ego as big as the grea

He was used to seeing changes in the attitude of the billionaire owner of a venture company known for his astuteness in business and investment. Yes, he is Gerald Zeroround—the owner of a multinational venture company with unimaginable wealth. The young billionaire is predicted to be the successful businessman of the century. A handsome man full of charm who is still single at thirty-two. Or it could have ended his bachelor life in hours if his prospective bride hadn't disappeared like the news they were receiving.

if only mum knows that he happens to be my crush from highschool well he seems good, you know I haven't worked with him yet we just melt today so I don't know how good or bad he is yet. I definitely wasn't lying about that, because we might have gone to the same highschool but we didn't know each other more than the name, so I really wasn't lying when I said I don't know how good or bad he is yet.

“They're not even going to try and place some of this on you. With me there they won't even bother. I could easily bury the entire Police Department with motions and files again them a matter of a week they would be so overwhelmed that they wouldn't even know what side is up. That is only one of the very few benefits to having a billionaire on your side. Everything else just seems to be more of a waste.” “You're not going to do that.” Kelly said if she looked at him. He just looked at her and check out the little bit knowing that he could easily bury the entire state with lawsuits and paperwork. Part of the perks of being what he was meant that he was able to access secrets for every single

Leo whispered, scratching itchy hoodie, "we will be happy in penthouse later, with no mold, but with memory of mold. Like your parents happy in penthouse now with memory of instant noodles. Mold is our instant noodles." "Do you think our baby will hate billionaires too?" Rose asked, hand on still-flat stomach, false alarm last month but now trying for real? No, not yet, art school first. "Our baby will hate billionaires but have £240B and two buildings for strollers. And will wear Primark under Dior. And will say No as first word, like your brother." Rose laughed, kissed him, itchy pajamas rustling. Outside mold flat window, in Shoreditch rain, two black Bentleys parked far, with two billion

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

The more she thought about it, the more she realized just how many people stood to benefit from his downfall. There was John, his business partner, who had seemed almost too eager to take over the company since the accident. And then there was Micheal, Alexandro's cousin, who had suggested that they run away with his fortune. The very idea made her skin crawl. Clara knew she needed to be careful, watch her back and be vigilant in this world of deceit and greed. She couldn't trust anyone completely, except maybe Nanny Grace and Alex, Alexandro's assistant. But even then, Clara wondered how far she could rely on them. She was new to this world of power and money, and she knew that she had a lo

Never for once had the billionaire witnessed Brian’s troubles, even only a handful knew Fanny had on insane son, and he was glad over the falls the meetings were hosted he had not recorded any emergency, perpetrated by Brian. So this day the meeting opened with the first fall. All over the compound and field of Fanny’s mansion seemed as if he was into sales of fleets of cars; expensive luxury cars for that matter. A few of the billionaires grazed the occasion in their private jets. The Rio Hondos had often seized such time to have a glimpse of wealth with their eyes and it was recorded that such meeting had never been witnessed in the whole of counties in Texas. In such day the Rio Hondos al

She looks sad, and I have a feeling she knows him. "Do you know him?" I ask her. "Who doesn't know Zayden Alvarez?" she replies. Her statement makes my mom raise her head from the magazine she's been engrossed in, deep in thought. "You know him?" My mom asks Pamela. "Yes, I do. He's the youngest billionaire in New York, just as they've tagged him in the magazine. I saw him once in my father's company." "Your father?" My mom finally lets the magazine drop. "Are they business partners?"