Im Secretly a Billionaire

Im Secretly a Billionaire

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(I recommend you to read 'Escape to the billionaire' first before reading this.) "WHAT?! Your sending me AWAY?!!!" Niche yelled at Eross, who was sitting quietly. Agape was laughing quietly, sitting on the couch. "Your on time out Niche, you have already been expelled 8 times." Eross said coldly towards his fuming sister. "Your going to Black Truth Academy? That's a bummer for you sis..." Gabriel said as he Ruffled Niche's hair. "Do you even know where your sending me?!" "Yes I do, after all that place is the home of rotten, spoiled, delinquents, and other troublemakers like you." Eross said giving her a devious smile. "Mom and dad is still busy with the company in Moscow, and we don't want them to return just because of being called to withdraw your expulsion." Agape said giving Niche a smirk. "So, I have to travel across the whole world just to attend a stupid school." Niche complained crossing her arms. "That's right, and you won't tell them your identity, because dad said that it will be very embarrassing to go to BTA while bearing one of the top families name. And don't you dare get expelled again, if you do- let's just say that you should take a selfie for your own funeral, because dad won't be happy." Eross gave Niche a grin. "Fine! I'll do it!" Niche At that time, I don't know if I should be thankful to my brother or not. Going to Black Truth Academy changed my life. It could have been a bad change or a good one, but in my opinion it was both. Even meeting weird people on the way. And I couldn't believe that I would learn the secrets of the Gelsomino family in that School. Going to that school was the first chapter of my story, literally. NO PLAGIARISM PLEASE. THIS STORY IS THE WORK OF THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION, ANY RELATION TO PEOPLE WHETHER ALIVE OR DEAD IS A COMPLETE COINCIDENCE THANK YOU!!!! Updates once a week or I might skip WARNING!!!!! MORE BRUTAL THAN THE FIRST BOOK. IF YOUR NOT A FAN OF DEAD BODIES. PLEASE AVOID.
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