Billionaire, Who are you?
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Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2020
Wearing Luxurious silver white suit, expensive brown leather shoes and black sunglass.

          A very sophisticated man and strikingly cold domineering figure driving Shelby Ford mustang GT 65's arrived at the build of of Stratton Industries located along top class buildings at Stanford Business Center. 

          All of the employees and executive are in front of the building formed a straight line waiting for the heir of the company, 

          Joseph Randal went out of his amazing car and all of the women eyes were glaring and admiring the look of very handsome man standing in front of them

           Everyone is bent down 90 degree position and then suddenly a greeting in unison can be heard loudly at the business center. 

           My name is Robert Collins, A year ago I was a simple man living with my wife and son,

          When tragic events happened, My father-in-law, Manager of the bank and Owner of Foster Commercial Center connived to chase me out of the office.

          On the verge of death, I found a strength to fight and scape from death and fortunately I was saved by a Billionaire man who happened to have same destiny as me. 

          He adopted me and transfer all his wealth but I need to inherit his Son name Joseph Randal to smoothly avenge my family and live with them happily.
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