Aaron Norris Net Worth Novels & Stories

“ How much would that lots of money be ? “ asked Aron . “ Around fifty billions . “ said Ayla . “ What ? “ said Aron . “ It’s mind blowing…….fifty billions ?………Huuuyyyh ! The world or the rich is super crazy . “ said Ayla shocked . “ Fifty billion ? Why so much ? “ asked Aron . I don’t know . It’s not like I can read anything just by looking at this piece of paper but it must be a factory producing machines or other things like that . But still , this is too much money………..Can I ask you something ? “ said Ayla . “ What is it ? “ asked Aron . “ You don’t seem that worried when hearing that you may lose fifty billion . Just how much is your family’s net worth ? “ asked Ayla curiously . “ I am

"But I don't think it'll come to that. Once our father realizes he can't win, he'll back down." Adrian runs a hand through his hair. "And the amount? How much are we actually talking about?" Aaron pauses. He looks between us. "It's bigger than I initially thought," he says slowly. "Much bigger." "How much?" I ask. "Billions," Aaron says. "Not millions. Billions." My jaw drops. Adrian stares at his brother. "What?" "Our grandfather built an empire," Aaron says. "And he was smart about it. The inheritance includes stocks, properties, offshore accounts, and investments. All of it combined is worth about two hundred billion dollars."

Have I really escaped anything? I sit on the edge of the bed, heels still on, and let the weight of everything sink in. Married. To a man I met two nights ago. A stranger who speaks like every word is a transaction. I reach for my phone, more out of instinct than sense. The screen lights my face as I type "Cassian Dorne". The results load instantly. Cassian Dorne, CEO and founder of Dorne Enterprises. Estimated net worth: $18 billion. Known for his reclusive nature, ruthless acquisitions, and unprecedented growth of his global conglomerate.

A full profile came up. Graduate of Arizona State University. Excellent grades. Double major in Computer Science and Business. Christian raised an eyebrow. Smart boy. But that wasn’t all. Further down the profile was something else. Founder and CEO of a company called NO-ARK. Christian blinked. The name was everywhere—articles, business pages, magazine covers, Forbes. The company specialized in artificial intelligence integration, high-level cybersecurity, and data innovation. Its net worth was estimated at ten billion dollars. Christian let out a low whistle.

He was shocked to see his sister so haggard! He ushered her to a special limousine made just for her. Her brothers accompanied her into the limousine and soon they left the place. "You look terrible! Why don't I take her for a makeover before she meets grandpa?" Aaron suggested. Aaron was Ria's second better who loves fashion and the spotlight. He was an A-list actor in the entertainment industry. No one knows that he was related to one of the most powerful yet mysterious family in Garland City. He kept his background hidden from the public eyes.

"But I have to say, after I refused, Quincy’s service attitude changed completely. Woke up this morning and she was gone." Aaron laughed and cursed, "No surprise there! Those camping girls may charge three thousand a day, but their real money comes from fooling men into buying memberships." "Speaking of which, you’ve been spending big lately, haven’t you? I heard membership starts at thirty thousand. You must have topped up a lot," I probed, eyeing him. "Won the lottery," Aaron replied with a laugh, then fell silent. "Yeah, right," I scoffed, knowing full well how rigged those were, but I let it go.

He fired in the air and emptied his gun. He pulled out his phone and asked in a deep irritated tone, "What's his name?" "Aaron Black," Mr Malhotra said as he remembered. Ishan realized that the man was not average. If he owns an army, he must have a robust background. Ishan has many questions about Elaina and Aaron. He simply typed on G****e, - Aaron Black. The internet explored every little detail about Aaron. There were many articles on his success as the CEO of Black Empire and his charity acts. It would take more than two hours to read every detail about Aaron.

There was something about the woman. “What payment arrangement did Aaron agreed too?” “He needs to work for me until his debt is paid…” “Or the short cut?” “Ten million dollars. I said that thinking he won’t be able to pay.” Sly said now feeling uncomfortable under the direct look. “His debt will be paid before the end of day.” She said matter of fact. “Who the hell is he?” “The head and shared heir to Crown Towers.” She said, “Holly shit.” “You didn’t know. Aaron will fulfil his promise for tonight. Now let’s talk about your business proposal.” She suddenly smiles warmly.

“Please choose any dress you’d like for tonight. I can’t wait to show you off. Love, Aaron.” While mom swooned over the note, I was looking at shoe brands. Red bottomed heels? The money for just one pair of those could sustain me for months. “Mom, what does Aaron do for a living?” I asked. She tucked the note back in its envelope. “He said he works for a big corporation. I don’t remember the name, I hadn’t heard of it before.” “A big corporation here in Huntsville?” I couldn’t imagine this small town playing host to a corporation big enough to fund this sort of lifestyle.

“Yeah, but if the Tulsa team has already approached this guy several times, and he doesn’t want to join them, why would he go with us now?” “I don’t know,” Aaron replied, pushing the door open. “She asked us to try, so we’ll try.” He got out of the car and headed into the establishment, hoping to get this over with rather quickly. It only took him a moment to find the man he was looking for. At six-two and well over two hundred pounds, an unruly mop of dark hair on his head, he was certain the guy in the back with the pool stick in his hand, his mouth running, and a crowd of onlookers surrounding him must be Elliott Sanderson.