¿cómo Soy Tan Rico? Novels & Stories

"A new private jet, wow, I should have known, I forgot you are a billionaire, how did I not know my husband is so fucking rich and influential? Wow, I sometimes forget how wealthy you are, so much money, I married rich, not a lot of people can relate. She talked on, at this rate she was sure Rafael might be rethinking his decision to marry her or even to go on this trip but she couldn't stop chit chatting. "Almost a trillionaire, just a few more loads and good deal and I will enter that league, so better get used to it, and also the attention that I plan on giving you," He said proudly. "Yes, sir, I am looking further to it," "Why do you keep saying, sir?" "It's fun,"

I left the rest of the sentence untold. If I told Victoria how Ethan and I really met, she might think different of me. Victoria chuckled slightly. "I'm sorry Ms Rachel... Oh that,that was a long time ago". Wait, she knew that he was poor once? I sat up properly to face her. " Do you by chance know how he got rich? " I asked in a whisper. " Wealth this much... " I pointed around "... Can't be acquired in just a few years... Right?" I could tell Victoria understood where I was heading to cause she shifted closer towards me.

I said. “Who? Who are you talking about? Who's the chap that got you pregnant?” She posed a question to me. “Wait, is he a billionaire? A young CEO? Can he literally buy the whole city? Chloe, is he rich? Are we gonna be rich?” She stopped pacing, her feet coming to a standstill as she looked at me.

“We’re together again...” “Yes, my darling, we are. The bad times are gone and we’re here, still standing, talking, and enjoying the beauty of life... I remember that once, in an interview, a journalist asked me in a very direct way, if I considered myself a very rich man. I said yes and explained that my wealth is increasing with every single day that was passing. But I’m not convinced that he understood the meaning of my answer. Here, this is my... our huge wealth,” Christopher said and hugged Marie tight, “our children and their families.”

"I've contributed to my family's business empire. It's been in our family for generations." He leaned back in his seat. "Let's just say I'm comfortable." I raised an eyebrow. "Comfortable?" I repeated. “Comfortable doesn’t own a private jet,” I countered Ethan chuckled. “You’re rich rich.” "No, I’m not, I just can afford the things I want." I nodded, “Hmm, a humble rich man.” "But it's not just about the money, is it?" I asked. Ethan's gaze intensified.

he said answering directly making it awkward again "This is not my only building," he said while I just stared confused. "Not that this one can not make me a billionaire, anything is possible these days but I have other buildings," he said, now I could understand as I nodded "Just how rich are you?" I muttered under my breath "I don't know exactly but enough to..." "I didn't need an answer," I interrupted as he giggled. "If you are rich so rich why didn't you ask me to name my praise," I said trying to push words out of him.

She explains why boosting her supernatural being. "Alright….. can….. gush this is just so unbelievable for me to hear Ma….. I mean if I get that money then I would become the richest woman in the entire world….. and beside fuck love". I said, before arranging my hair. "Alright, can I get a million dollars every month if I don't contact Edward?". "Is that all?. Like don't you have any other special tips?". She asked, and she was smiling wide for real. "Hmm….. that's all ma!". I started before standing up from my seat. "Let's call it a day then".

Tara meets my eyes to let me know she is honest with her answer. "I don't want a rich guy... most especially filthy rich guy!" Her answer surprised me, and for the first time, I didn't expect that being extremely rich will be a great stumbling block of man's happiness.

I pulled her and said, "Mom, I have money. You can have a try." "No, no." Jessica waved her hand. I didn't dare to push her. I frowned slightly and said in a very kind tone, "Mom, don't worry. I'm rich now. I make millions in a year." She looked up at me and said in a astonishing tone. "That much?" "That's right, so you can have a try if you want, don't worry."

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.”