Billionaires, they’ve got it all. Monumental properties, toys, vast piles of disposable income, so what could possibly go wrong?
The problem for the ultra rich though is as old as the hills. Is it me she likes or is it my bulging wallet?
But what good is all that money if they don’t have their respective women.
With gold diggers everywhere, how hard is it for a billionaire to find true love? Can money really buy happiness? And if so, how long does it last and how much will it all eventually cost?