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"Yes. My grants only cover a third of my expenses, and getting a job is my next step. I don't mind getting a job, but most firms would require me to work full-time. I could work somewhere non-accounting, that's part time, but I wouldn’t make nearly enough money to live off of." Kent was nothing like she expected for a billionaire. Her mother might be aware of her new fiancé's wealth, but Bethany doubted it. She’d done her research, though, and knew that McKenzie and Bryant Accounting LLC was a cash cow. If Kent wasn't worth at least thirty billion dollars, Bethany would be surprised. Still, he was far too down to earth, far from what she expected a billionaire to act like. They were supposed

“Three? You want to make him offer us three billion dollars?” Magda noticed even Darya thought Dimi might be a bit over the top and she watched her hands shaking. Yup. Dimi was pissed on her behalf. It suddenly felt good to have the backing of the daughter of the most ruthless mafia kingpin in the country. “A billion each? Let’s find out if when a billionaire gets their first billion how long it takes for the devil to show up.” On the beach the girls had held an entire discussion whether earning a billion got you a deal with the devil and Magda found herself wondering if Dimi might have already made it. Her face was far more wicked than she’d ever seen it.

That place became a market, and she was like merchandise being fought over by men hungry for flesh. "One billion!" Silence. Everyone was deafened, including Eleanor. All eyes turned to the source of the voice. On one side, at the very top, was a man wearing a black polo shirt. He slowly went down, his footsteps were the only noise heard throughout the place. "One Billion?" asked Don Constantino, his eyes widening and unable to believe what he heard. "She's mine!" until he finally got down and was right in front of Eleanor. Knight Andrie, one of the richest men in the entire Philippines. He is a billionaire not because of inheritance but pure effort.

And I danced my way out of the hallway. Konrad Russell, I still remembered when he looked at me like he could devour me in that instant. I felt heat wash up on me and I squeezed my legs together. "Camila Russell, wife of billionaire Konrad Russell." I gave myself the title before giggling like a high school teenager who just got her crush to like her. I was excited. And I had a lot of people to pay back. I put back my headphones and went to work, Kevin sent me the details. Full name, phone number and even address, I got to the Internet fast and Konrad was worth over a billion. I was tripping myself.

He turned to his computer, launching searches that spanned high-profile politicians, corporate leaders, and even entertainment figures. Then he found it. The moment his eyes landed on the global billionaire rankings, he froze. That was why the face seemed familiar. He'd only seen the man in articles, interviews, and financial features, never in person. Rex, also known as Elias Hale, was the CEO of Lyrex Global and the world's fourth-wealthiest individual.

Someone, he can easily divorce when his beloved appears. He walked toward them nonchalantly. Their gaze locked for a moment, and he stared back at her as she continued to stare at him. it was as if she was just seeing him for the first time and that didn't seem well with him. He couldn't believe there was someone in the country who was ignorant of him. Damon Willy is the world's most famous designer ever. He is known in the country for his good looks and cold attitude that most ladies consider sexy. And a hottie billionaire workaholic.

Valentino chose to ignore the message from the stranger and now that in the morning he started dressing up as himself and getting rid of all things to do with his disguise. He was Valentino Araya, a billionaire who chose to hide his identity from everyone. He was the hidden billionaire who had enormous wealth and would not run out in seven generations though. His wealth not only came from the inheritance of his father, but also he had become a billionaire before while still living in England. He owned some pretty big and very successful companies there. His name was widely known in England but very few people know his true face. In the country where he lived, everyone knew him as Valentino M

“By the way,” “What?” “Do you happen to know Matthew Zarsuelo?” He froze mid-step, eyes widening. “Matthew Zarsuelo? Don’t tell me, he’s the guy we talked about last night?” I nodded. “Yes. The one who owns a company.” “Shit, you really dug your own grave.” he muttered. “Is he one of the evil rich?” My stomach tightened. Is that why he wants me to work for him? Revenge? “He’s not that bad,” Lyndon said. “But he’s one of the youngest multi-billionaires in the country. He owns Grand Finance.”

she reminded. “Oh, Mom. But maybe I won't bother you later, I have a spare key for the gate and door. Just rest,” I said before waving and getting in my car. while driving I suddenly thought of everything. Bradley Hernandez. The most eligible multi-billionaire in this world. His family owned huge hotel buildings in town. In addition, they have also many different types of businesses. That man was so rich. I read that in a most popular magazine that featured pure business tycoons of the town.

“Mandy, your live-in husband is certainly interesting! “Did he say that he was Prince York just to save his honor? “Do you know who Prince York is? “The former heir of the Yorks in South Light! “The person who manages the 150-billion-dollar enterprise has unimaginable wealth and has risen to the top circle of Country H! “Adding up all these together, he is such a legendary figure. How could he ever be a loser? “Hahaha…”