Billionaire

For three years, Adrian willingly lived as a poor son-in-law for the woman he loved. He endured humiliation, was treated like a servant, and was even betrayed by his own wife, who still yearned for her first love. But when Chloe chose Julian and trampled on his dignity for the last time, Adrian decided he was done backing down. He would no longer beg for love. No longer pretend to be poor. And no longer hide his true identity. Adrian wasn't a poor son-in-law. He was a billionaire heir with the power to bring them all to their knees! Now, divorce was only the beginning. As Adrian reclaimed his power, Chloe would realize just how precious the man she'd taken for granted truly was, while Julian would pay dearly for every insult he'd ever hurled at him. They once forced Adrian to his knees. Now, it was their turn to beg for mercy!

For three years, Adrian Cole lived as the despised son-in-law of the wealthy Hale family, enduring humiliation for the sake of his wife, Vanessa Hale. Her parents sneered at him, her brother ordered him around like a servant, and society labeled him a nobody. Still, Adrian loved her—pouring his savings into her business ventures, helping her behind the scenes, even letting go of his own career so she could shine. But Vanessa never once saw his worth. Until the night he caught her in a Ravencrest luxury hotel suite—with Marcus Trent, her arrogant business partner. That night, Adrian’s world shattered.

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

It started with the first $100 from Forex after losing nearly $15,000+ in the past few years. A small gain, but it was everything to Reese Myles. A sign that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t cursed to fail forever. Then came the Wealth Accumulation System. On the night Reese should have died, crushed and heartbroken on the cold asphalt, clutching that first win in his hands with so much regret that he hadn't made anything good of himself, fate had other plans. [Wealth Accumulation System: Initialization Complete] [Current Net Worth: $0 | Projected Worth: Infinite] [Debt: ...........calculating] Reese can now invest, trade and avoid losses now that he is armed with WAS. Forex is going to make him a billionaire...or maybe even more than a billionaire, and he will defeat his rival, on both sides, crypto and trading, and take down everyone who treated him like trash.

My girlfriend left me for a richer man. My boss treated me like dirt because I had no money. Then the Infinite Cashback System activated. From now on, the more I spend, the more I earn. Buy an ordinary suit, and the system rewards me with a luxury fashion brand. Treat someone to dinner, and a five-star hotel becomes mine. Now my four children are spending their holiday with me, and every dollar I spend spoiling them returns to me a hundredfold. My ex and my boss called me to an office meeting to humiliate me and show off their new status. I'm about to walk in as the richest man they've ever seen. Yesterday, I could barely pay my bills. Today, even billionaires seem poor beside me. And the system has only just begun.

I knelt in front of two hundred people and asked her to marry me. She left with another man before I even stood back up. ________________________________________________________ Richard Black had spent three years loving a woman who was never really his, and one humiliating night at a company gala to find that out. What he didn't expect was for that same night to end with a stranger's phone call revealing he wasn't the broke nobody he'd always believed. He was the missing heir to a billion-dollar empire his father built and disappeared from twenty-two years ago. His mother didn't die the way he was told. The grave he grieved at for years wasn't his father's. And the men now hunting him have been waiting for him far longer than he's been alive. Was this his chance to finally matter, or the beginning of a war he was never prepared to survive?

Liam gave up his dream career, his pride, and ten years of his life for the woman he loved. He never once complained about being called a "live-in son-in-law" — all because he had Chloe, the love of his life, and their two beautiful daughters. But one DNA test shatters it all. One of his twin girls is not his own flesh and blood. Betrayed and broken, Liam demands the truth, only to be met with lies, threats, and a wife who keeps denying the scientific results outright. Was Chloe ever the woman he thought he married? Who is the real father of his daughter? And when the truth finally comes out... will Liam be able to walk away, or will love drag him back into a lie one more time?

He was forced to marry a pregnant woman, and it was because of that marriage that he became a rich man.

Francis Cole walked out of prison with nothing but a thin jacket and fifty dollars his wife sent so she wouldn't have to leave her dinner. While he rotted behind bars for a crime that stole three years of his life, his wife moved on. His best friend moved in. And the woman who swore she'd wait for him? She was already planning her wedding to someone else, but there was one thing nobody bothered to check before throwing him away. A forgotten $50 investment. A company everyone called a scam. And a fortune that just crossed $87 billion — with his name on every share. Now the wife who abandoned him wants him back, the best friend who betrayed him is finding out exactly who he stole from, and the family that mocked him for having nothing is about to learn what happens when the man they underestimated finally stops staying quiet. They threw away a husband; they just handed a billionaire his motive!

For three years, Julian Cross played the perfect, obedient house husband, swallowing every insult from his entitled wife and her venomous family just to pay off his dead father's debts. His reward? A stack of divorce papers thrown in his face on their anniversary, and a mocking laugh as she walked out the door with a billionaire trust-fund kid. "Sign the papers, you useless parasite," she sneered, looking down at him like he was garbage. "You're a broke deadbeat, Julian. You'll never amount to anything." Julian didn't argue. He didn't beg. He just looked at the glowing blue screen only he could see, and chose Option 2. CRACK. He slapped her across the face, signed the papers, and walked out into the night. [Ding! Choice confirmed. Reward: $10,000,000,000 in liquid cash, God-Level Medical Skills, and a 30% controlling stake in her new boyfriend's company.] Now, the "trash" ex-husband is buying out their country club just to evict them on the spot. He’s pulling dying billionaires back from the brink of death to build an untouchable empire, and ruthlessly crushing the arrogant elites who thought they could step on him. "You thought I was a stray dog you could just kick around?" Julian whispered, looking down at his ruined ex-wife and her bankrupt new boyfriend as they begged on their knees. "You forgot one thing about stray dogs. We bite."