A Woman Worth Billions Novels & Stories

“Just being honest.” “Well, damn. If I were you, I’d have signed that deal the second he offered it,” she said, picking her phone back up. “Hold up, let’s check his net worth.” “I already know he’s rich,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, but how rich? That’s the real question.” She clicked a link and gasped, her eyes widening. “Elaine. This man is worth over a hundred billion dollars.” My jaw dropped. “You’re kidding.”

one of them gossiped. "Don't be a hater. My family works with the Everhart family and they are not people to be messed with. Although, I heard their daughter divorced recently, I don't think it is related to her beauty. Besides, she is the trending CEO in the business world and her net worth is in billions. Try not to get yourself into trouble," the other lady said, maintaining her composure. Astrid secretly smiled while paying attention to the politician who introduced his wife and son to her since she was in the market. Every family has been trying to get their sons to meet Astrid after the news of her divorce and CEO status.

Valerie Calder was a young billionaire and a widow at thirty. She had inherited her aging husband's wealth after his death three years ago and had grown the empire tenfold, earning her the nickname 'Duchess.' She was New York's most sought-after female because of her formidable beauty and her extreme wealth. But she wasn't looking for another husband. She was finally free from the entrapment called marriage, and wanted to enjoy her life as a single wealthy woman. Valerie had just returned home from work on a Friday evening, with her P.A. Melissa, walking closely behind her. She was exhausted and needed rest. The whole week had been a roller coaster.

I was so happy inwardly. “Okay, so I wanted to ask how bit the bill that your grandpa paid, I want to be the one to pay it.” Really good. My woman was rich. She loves to show that she was blessed with money as if her money was nothing. She was truly blessed. Her shares alone in the company could make three people billionaires. Her profit from music was enough to make a hundred people a millionaire. She was that rich. Money was nothing to her. “I know money means nothing to you, of course, I am not going to go through that route. I am going to take something else from you!”

I couldn’t help but look around my surroundings: the marble floors and expensive paintings on every wall, the high ceiling, and a big chandelier at the center of the hall. It was like a house from a Hollywood movie,I had known she was well-to-do from the moment I pulled her out of a sleek Porsche but this mansion confirmed that “well-to-do” was an understatement. And now that she would be taking over White Nova Robotics as CEO soon, it felt so unreal I was speaking with such a powerful personality. White Nova had always been the company I wanted to work in before I built mine, this was all too much to take in. I was tempted to pinch myself to see if I wasn't dreaming but that would only make

If Cairus hadn’t assigned people to keep an eye on her, she might have sealed the deal right then and there. “I want two billion. This kid is pure-blood Channing. Half of the entire Channing Empire is his birthright.” “One point five.” Stingy old woman! “You know what? Let’s make it three billion. This kid is worth a fortune—” “Fine!” Eva grinned widely—Madame S was desperate. What could Cairus have done to this woman to make her spend that much money? But she didn’t care about that anymore. What mattered was that she was about to become a billionaire.

The lens scanned Jenna's face, and within seconds, a transparent overlay appeared in my field of vision, displaying her real name and other details. I quickly skimmed the information, taking in the key points. Her real name was Violet Paige. She worked as the CEO of a multinational corporation, a position of power and influence. She was 36 years old, married, and had no children. Her net worth was an impressive $50 million. I felt a thrill at the thought of conquering such a powerful and successful woman.

CHAPTER 23 Amara’s POV The drive to Catherine’s house was quiet. Jude kept his eyes on the road. I kept thinking about what he had told me. Westbrook Holdings had tried to buy the restaurant property three months ago. Three months. I had never heard of them. Neither had I known anyone had already tried to buy the land. I turned toward Jude. “Did you find out who made the offer?” “Yes.” I waited. “A woman.” “Who?” “Laura Bennett.”

Elena at charity galas where tickets cost a million dollars each. "This can't be right," Marcus whispered. "She was nobody. A waitress working at some dive bar. I saved her from that life." "You didn't save her from anything. She was hiding." Frank pointed to a document. "See this? Her personal net worth is estimated at forty-seven billion dollars. Billion, with a B. She owns companies you've probably never heard of. Art worth hundreds of millions. Real estate on three continents." Marcus's vision swam. "No. No, this is wrong. I would have known. Someone would have told me."

“Seven hundred?” “Yes.” She didn’t even hesitate. I leaned back in my chair, letting out a short laugh. “That’s impressive, Darla. You’ve done more than I expected.” She held up a hand. “That’s not all.” I tilted my head. “There’s more?” She nodded slowly. “I’ve recently secured a deal with a top company. Once the deal is signed, it’ll push our net worth to about one point five billion dollars.” I stared at her, my brows rising. “One point five?”