Iris Smith Billionaire の小説・ストーリー

I couldn't help, but be curious as to who could have turned Doris on even in her absence. Doris let out a gasp with a shocked expression on her face. “What? Is anything wrong?” I asked, perturbed. “Are you being serious or you are joking? You don't know who Steve Smith is? The hottest billionaire in town? You've got to be kidding,” she screamed. “What's with the scream, Doris? Should I pretend I know him when in actuality I don't?” I replied, rolling my eyes. “So, you’re being serious? You really don't know him?”

“I’ll explain later. If she asks you about it, just direct her to me. I want to talk to her.” “You kids and your issues,” he laughed. “Is this the only way you can get to talk to her?” I forced a laugh but it came out dry. “It’s the only way she’ll listen.” “Alright,” he said after a pause. “I’ll have the finance manager handle it before noon. You better explain to me later.” “I will,” I promised him before I hung up. Bernice was such a spender that I was certain she would notice her cards being blocked in a few hours. I wasn’t sure what I would say to Bernice when she called but I knew she would. The moment she realized her cards were declining, she’d come running.

“He’s thirty-eight, Isla.” “That didn’t answer the question,” I muttered under my breath, turning toward the sink to hide my smile. He sighed. “He’s powerful. Focus on your schoolwork, not grown men.” Too late, I thought. That night, I Googled him. Liam Sinclair. Billionaire. CEO of Sinclair International. My fingers trembled as I clicked through photo after photo. A commanding figure in sharp suits, steel-gray eyes that looked like they’d seen a hundred wars, and a jawline cut from marble. He had the kind of presence that made silence feel loud.

Just the certainty of someone who had spent years studying fear and exploiting it. No one will find out. Do this, and you will disappear with enough money to start over. Helena remained silent for a long moment, letting the weight of the offer sink into Irina’s bones. Then she lit a cigarette, the flame momentarily illuminating the corners of her face, her expression unreadable. Smoke curled upward in thin spirals, as if carrying away her conscience along with it. She exhaled slowly, then added with finality. Remember, you are not just ruining Isabella. You are destroying Damian Knight’s marriage. That is power.

Well, it’s not my fault that I’m short. Being an elder sister comes with a lot of pain and sacrifice; it hasn’t been a bed of roses, especially with a brother like Jeremiah, but despite all that, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I am a graduate who works for Mr. Noah Cyrus, one of the richest billionaires in town. He’s very strict, quiet, and discreet; no one can boast of knowing him intimately, except his friends maybe...and trust me, you can’t see them if they don’t want to see you. Mr. Noah has hundreds of workers in his mansion... servants, maids, bodyguards, everything a wealthy person is supposed to have.

Such a shameless guy. " 20 million," he said. I humphed. " You must be crazy". I went to meet him across the table. " You seem lost, you should just leave" " I'm taking you with me. I certainly can buy you and your whole household. And I will" he said. It began to get under my nerves. He kept on talking about money and money, I doubt he has that type of money he keeps bluffing about.

yeah, she was screwed for sure " class, I am excited to introduce Asher Walker, the CEO of an Elite Corp," the Dean said, the excitement in his voice couldn't be missed and she understood why. Elite Corps was a multimillion-dollar real estate company with its Headquarters in California. everyone knew that the owner of the company was the youngest billionaire in the Country, yet because Asher Walker was a discreet person not even his appearance was known. everyone in the class was shocked to have a f****** Billionaire in front of them. As for Lisa, she felt nothing but dread. She had bullied a Billionaire? no wonder he hadn't called the police when she broke his expensive car, he knew he woul

I stopped reading them after the third day but the internet didn’t stop, neither did people… which was why I nearly panicked when Ethan informed me we were attending a charity gala together. “What?” I stared at him in disbelief. We stood in his office while he adjusted the cuffs of his black suit calmly, “It’s my grandfather’s annual foundation event, the entire business world will be there.” he replied without emotion. My stomach tightened instantly, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Ethan finally looked at me and his eyes were unreadable, “You’re my wife now, people expect you to be next to me.” his voice remained cold. Not because he wanted me there but because appearances mattered.

Yvette chuckled smoothly as she sliced the steak on her plate. "I am really planning to invest in your company, but I’m not sure if you would like it." Her chewing slowed down for a while. She remembered that her boss wants the Smiths to invest so much in their company. She has no details about their company because she’s never been curious about Clyde, but because he’s a billionaire himself, it’s hard not to hear about his name spreading on the street like a virus and becoming the talk of the town. The Smith Corporation is the leading real estate company in big cities. Most of their designs were behind celebrities and Hollywood’s penthouses and condo units, and they also owned the famous re

Half of his properties and money is worth several billions. At first, Tann and I wanted to will it all to charity because we wanted nothing that belongs to that man, but in the end we didn't because it's not our decision to make. It's Jaimie's. We began a trust fund for him with it which he'll have when he turns twenty five. My son is a billionaire, when he's just five years old. The knowledge made me laugh and cry at the same time. I never thought my life will ever turn out this way.