Aaron Norris Net Worth Novels & Stories

"I know that he's going to be some rich dude but I bet everything is going to f—" "Uh… Kenna." Nikki planted her phone on the counter. "What?" I picked it up for her. "Read that." She pointed to her phone. I held the phone to my eye level. "He's the one! His picture is even here! Let me look at what it says," I bounced on my stool. "Um… Sean Foxx, CEO of Foxx Enterprises. Most eligible bachelor in America. Worth twenty billion dollars…" I dropped the phone on the counter as I read that, my jaw dropping hard.

"How much do you owe? If you let me go, I can help you pay it back." For a moment, he looked stunned. Then, he burst out laughing. His parents did the same, too. Norris raised his hand and gestured a number in front of me. "Eight million dollars. Now, how exactly are you planning to help me pay that back? Sell a kidney or two?" I ignored their mockery and confidently said, "I can do it, but first, you need to let me make a call." He sized me up and down, only to slap me across the face. "Trying to dial 911, huh? We're not that dumb, bitch! You're just an office worker—how will you possibly gather eight million dollars?"

He started out as one of the executives and is now the COO of Laurent Aeroglobal & Enterprises. Nikolai instantly became one of the most eligible bachelors. He's handsome, he's tall, an impressive lawyer, and has a billion dollar net worth. Every gossip site had even mentioned ‘Millions of ladies from all around the globe would line up to be his wife and the stepmother to his only son’. This is the main reason why can tolerate romance rumors with Claudia. Because of the decrease in unwanted attention and admiration.

While reading their profiles, I exclaimed, "Woah, I had no idea they were such a big deal." My eyes widened and I covered my mouth in disbelief as I turned the page to the next page. "Raven is on of the backer?" I keep reading his profile and drowning in his earnings. "Around $200 million... per month?! What the fudge?!" "Where are the particulars, Ms. Formosus?" "Oh, my God!" I jumped on my swivel chair and held my chest because of the sudden talk from Mr. Jax. I inhaled and exhaled before facing him.

Later, the girl dumped him because she was revenging against him for breaking a lot of girls’ hearts. Since then, he has never dated or slept around. He is 5’5 feet tall and his net worth is two hundred million US dollars. He is thirty-two years old, and he likes playing extreme sports. Fourth, Ron Taylor. He is thirty years old and he is 5’6 feet. He became the CEO of Taylor Group of Companies at twenty-five. Since then, the company has reported a net worth of two hundred and fifty million US dollars. His social life is very little known as he rarely interacts with people. He has a cold personality and a slight disliking towards women. He has a complicated relationship status as others thin

SEREIA Monday morning arrived quicker than I expected, I had spent the weekend preparing for the meeting and of course researching about the great Valerian Ashford. Turns out he is a billionaire tech CEO. His company is called Nethrix and they build elite cybersecurity and infrastructure systems used by governments and billion-dollar firms. I never knew he was that rich, I know his suits could have been a tell tale but I guess I didn’t think too far, I mean he his a billionaire and he still lets his grandmother work.

"Still, something feels off. My dad gave me this mission without a proper explanation. Why me? He could've sent anyone. It's like there's something he's not telling me." Kim immediately opened his laptop, looking proud. "Surprise," he smiled "I've got some data on Ethan's background," he said, turning the screen toward Nate. "Ethan has two kids. The eldest is Maximilian and he is 23, the same age as you. Runs five companies, owns ten villas, and has a net worth of around 90 billion." Nate raised an eyebrow. "Ninety billion? Just him?" "Yup," Kim said as he pressed another search. "Look, this is Evangeline's mom, Serena, and this is Aaron's mom. Both are donating billionaire dollars to this o

He was the man from last night—the one who nearly took me away. He stood calmly in front of a swarm of reporters, his face as stern as ever. His sharp eyes and chiseled jaw gave him an aura of power and arrogance. He spoke with authority, every syllable drawing me in, my eyes glued to his striking face. Adrian Foster—the CEO of the Foster Group. Possessing unimaginable wealth and a mysterious identity. His net worth was estimated at over 500 billion dollars. No one could calculate his true fortune—it was simply too vast, spanning nearly the entire universe.

She stepped forward, closing the space between them. “Nora, I don’t know what you’re so smug about. I told you before—everything you have will be mine. And now it is. Travis doesn’t want you. Our parents don’t want you. You’ve got nothing left. What right do you have to act superior?” “Nothing left?” Nora arched a brow. “Says who? I walked away from that marriage with five million in cash, plus jewelry and a property. My personal assets are close to ten million. And you? Aside from those empty words of affection, what do you actually have?”

Elle I spend the next couple of days at home, though “waiting” feels like a generous way to describe what I’m actually doing. Aaron is rarely home. He's been trying to keep tabs on Neil, whose slate, unfortunately, continues to stay clean. There aren't any records tying him to the shooters. According to Aaron, their payments were sent from an untraceable offshore account, routed through so many shell companies that even his best tech contacts have hit a brick wall trying to find anything.