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Usage examples of multimillionaire.

And her reason for being furtive was that she was the daughter of multimillionaire Gold Ambon, and a trifle young for the jaded set.

Knowledge that Katherine Cahill thought to marry, this time with a multimillionaire of Dallas of fifty years, did not interest nor to him surprised it.

The talk of the diggings was that he was already a multimillionaire, at least on paper, and Zouga had seen the champagne bucket of uncut diamonds poured out onto his lunch table.

If liberals applied half as much energy to some business endeavor as they do to creating the Big Lie, they would all be multimillionaires.

Abe, our in-house multimillionaire, used to have tinfoil all over his bedroom windows to keep out what few rays of sun penetrated the trees until we ragged on him so hard that he went out and bought a sheaf of black construction paper at the Pay 'n Save and taped it up instead.

Multimillionaire Osama bin Laden lived in a cave (and is now D-E-D dead under a Daisy Cutter in Tora Bora).

She swore me to secrecy, and then confessed that she was really in the Hamptons to research and write a novel about working-class adolescents living in a resort community teeming in the summer time with the sons and daughters of multimillionaires.

The fact that he was now a multimillionaire CEO of an Israeli petroleum company in a historic joint venture with Ibrahim Sa'id and Jon Bennett, now an advisor to the president of the United States, was even more remarkable.

One of America's few remaining multimillionaires had boasted for years that some day his remains would repose in a casket of solid gold.

He made instant Yuban decaf, handed her an Oreo cookie, and took her into a computer room where a formidable Cray mainframe and other computer equipment of every possible description filled all wall space and most of the floor, while the few pieces of furniture looked like Salvation Army discards, although Marty was a multimillionaire.

The banquet was being given by a multimillionaire property developer, Sir Shi-teh T'Chung, partially to celebrate the knighthood he had received in the last Honors List, but mostly to launch his latest charity drive for the new wing of the new Elizabeth Hospital.

The banquet was being given by a multimillionaire property developer, Sir Shi-teh T'chung, partially to celebrate the knighthood he had received in the last Honors List, but mostly to launch his latest charity drive for the new wing of the new Elizabeth Hospital.

Recently, the multimillionaire World Club man, Harold Dunninger, managed to get himself on the shitlist of the United Church, as well as in the bad graces of some of the higher-echelon members of the World Club.

He knew intellectually that Howe was a multimillionaire, but as a man who had never made more than fifteen thousand a year the confrontation with the impressive grounds and magnificent house gave him an emotional jolt, an instinctive comparison of his walk-up apartment, a put-down.