The Lonely Billionaire
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ce while my firm proprietor was discu
ing was staring at their faces. It was like the
had no interest in whatever they wer
ompanies in California and was
seriously, all I was contributing to our partnersh
and was about getting into my L
ey and I wanted him to get out from my
t", he muttered to myself
just discovered some strange analysis co
is words were confusing, and I was already getting bored from
it quick, I have something importan
and concluded
age how you spend your money, one of
was still talking, I slammed the door agains
g, all I was bothered about was making money an
o my side and glimpse at the beautiful city of California. Some pe
e number one richest billionaire and was even featured
one richest billionaire, I don't party or
sits me often. As I arrived at my mansion, I pulled over
r actually liked living with some bunch of people and
my parents and my younger one's lives in Britain, and we merely ta
ad to work every day and
ng, and it was Alvarez, "Damn, what do
talking machine, before I could yell at him and cut
are going bankrupt", Alvarez's words struck me like a bullet,
there, your job is to make sure none of this happens and yet,
ile before saying, "I was about telling you when y
as aware", I muttered to myself as I was l
up, getting broke and losin
ment were bull sh*t, but I was not going
ny bad vibe, "What are the board saying about
invest another mill
me to invest again afte
million on what might backfire, I was not planning to be the laughingsto
f pride and asked him, "H
illion dollars sir, I know
ould not handle, I could donate hundreds of millions to charity but not a billion. I
e rich during my raining days, but I preferred t
way", I hanged the call and kept my fingers busy fo
taring at my television, I could only imagine wha
lion-dollar mansion. If my investment had gone bad, the company would fall and lea
sonal assistant Alvarez from Spain, if it
ocking on my door and pro
king
riend. I made advances towards huggin
are