Jared Smith Billionaire Novelas e Histórias

"Liar. DNA said—" Damien laughed, holding a drive. "Faked. Victor hid me to control you all. Now, sign the empire over, or I gut your sister." Noah circled, gun ready. "Shoot him, Ethan." But Damien hit a button screen lit: Video of them. Ethan balls-deep in Noah's ass, filthy dirty talk echoing. "Leaked from your penthouse cams. World sees the billionaire heir as a cock-hungry fag. Stock tanks." Ethan lunged, but Damien fired grazing Noah's leg. Blood sprayed. Noah dropped, cursing. "My thigh fuck!"

"Your son, for instance. Do you know what his organs are worth on the international market? His heart alone, young, healthy, perfect, untainted by any disease, could fetch three million dollars from the right buyer. His liver, both kidneys, his corneas, even his skin tissue. All together?" She smiled, and it was the most terrible thing I'd ever seen. "Let's just say I've already received several very competitive bids. There's a Sheikh in Dubai who's been waiting for a heart match for his grandson. Your Eli is perfect." My vision blurred with tears and rage so intense I thought I might vomit. "Liam signed over everything. You got what you wanted. The money, the company, all of it."

He pulled out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, and showed it to Dean. "Deleted from my local drive," Jared said smoothly. Dean let out a heavy sigh of relief, but Jared wasn't done. He stepped closer to Dean, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that made my hair stand on end. "But let me make one thing very clear to you, Dean. I don't need a picture to destroy you. I can crush your little empire. I can buy your investors, buy your bank, and leave you begging on the streets. I will show you what real ruin looks like in due time, until then, Enjoy what little time you have sitting at the top, very soon you'd be back scrubbing grease and booze off the counter."

Jocelyn’s POV Her phone rang and she immediately answered it. How dare she prioritize a random phone call over me? I am Jocelyn Gray, the great and only self-made billionaire. Well, not so much of a self-made person as my parents are already multi-millionaires. I just doubled, tripled, my income compared to theirs. “Minerva…” She didn’t budge at me and still continued to talk to that woman named Mariella. Her back is facing me just a few meters away. I wonder if I pinch her ankle, will she fall down hard? Is it enough to eliminate Darwin’s heir on her fucking womb?

Jared Shenko! I was very certain I had heard about it somewhere. He was only one of the wealthiest business gurus in history. He had been written down as being a young boy who had striven so hard from being a nobody to being CEO of a multimillion distribution company. He had also engaged himself in different businesses, making uncountable profits, till he became the wealthiest business tycoon in the city and the entire state. I only knew all this because I wrote a fucking paper about people like him when I was still in school. I even had the opportunity to interview him and some others for like five minutes during a bussiness summit or an event like that. Then, I felt like I was an Anastasia

, I yelled at him. " Don't judge me Jared. You've been out there, spending money in every country of the world and you haven't made a single dime for the company in all these years, and you call, me buying a house, lavishing? Pffft! Don't make me laugh", he said.

Wang Juncai snorted coldly, "stay away from me. People like you don't deserve to stand beside me." Allen Peterson stepped back with a smile and walked to the other end of the box: "I want to ask you, since you say we are humble, well, I ask you, Smitth's group is now worth 6 billion. How much do you have now?" Wang Juncai was stunned and took two steps back: "hum! Even if Smith's group is worth 6 billion, what does it have to do with you? It can only represent Ava Smith's assets. You are still a poor man."

"But was it those people you wanted to protect me before?” "Of them and the countless businessmen who hate me for being a boy son of a drug addict who has come somewhere in her life," I explained in a calm tone. "When I started to undertake, it was Elide who helped me. She had inherited a fortune from her husband and some companies. She sold me one, and I made the business prosper. But, on the other hand, I found many men years ago in the same environment, who started in a less privileged way. For a long time, I had to deal with cheating and sabotage inside my own office. I was harmed several times, I had very large losses in monetary value. In the end, my competence bothered a lot of people

I heard my mom's voice, and immediately I rushed towards her. "Mom, you wouldn't believe what I just saw today, or rather heard today." "Becky, if it's about your shameless sister, then my ears are closed. I don't want to hear anything about her here in this house." "Oh really?" I asked, when she turned to walk away. "What if I told you she's now the wife of Hayden Smith, the richest billionaire in New York." She halted just immediately, and made a turn to stare at her.