Angie Martinez Net Worth Novels & Stories

"Mr. Valença." "Good morning, Ângelo. What brings you here?" The lawyer sat down without hesitation. "At some point I had to tell you… Your ex-wife has been depositing money into an account under your name. Monthly. Small amounts, but consistent." Rafael frowned. "I see. Get rid of the money. Donate it to some institution, do whatever you want. I don’t want anything from her." "Yes, sir." Ângelo paused for a moment, choosing his words. "She’s working as a salesperson in a furniture store in a shopping mall."

“Don’t you dare talk about my daughter-” “Didn’t you come here after so many years to listen to my thoughts?” Dominic interrupts me, making me clench my teeth and lock my jaw. “For God’s sake, I’m praising your girl. I didn’t think she would go far in life, but she surprisingly achieved a lot. She got pregnant by the Adams heir and even made him return home. And now, she has taken a seat in that company of yours.” I narrow my eyes and say, “Angelee earned the position as Director through her own effort.”

“Why are you so fixated on who got it first? Who are you trying to scare with two and a half million, huh? I’ll pay three million.” Ange recognized them and let out a cold chuckle. “Five million then!” Waltz raised a finger. “Ten million.” Ange was angered by Waltz’s attitude. “Fifty million!”

please note that James St patrick in this story line will also be called Jamie or Ghost st patrick and Angela will also be called Angie Paz is Angela's best friend Aaron is Paz's son,Tommy is James Elder brother and Kanan is James smaller brother and Tasha is James cousin. Angela Valdez was a gorgeous 25 year old orphan a typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness, she had recently completed her college education on that day she met Jamie St Patrick,a bold and arrogant billionaire,However in an absurd circumstance.

"The woman in the picture owes our loan company upwards of 35,000 dollars." My confusion compounded. "That is not possible. Are you sure this isn't a mixup?" "There is no mixup, boss. We had her checked out twice, just to be sure. Her name is Elaine Martinez. Black hair, blue eyes, daughter of Blanco Martinez . . ." "Wait, Blanco Martinez? As in . . ." Stone nodded. "Of the Martinez Family." I hadn't noticed the picture falling from my grasp until Stone bent to pick it up. "Are you alright, boss? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Peter opened the door for me as I got off the car. “Have a great day.” He said with a smile which I grew up seeing almost every day, “You too, Peter.” I replied with the same gesture and walked away. ‘Martinez’s’ was written on the glass building that stood high in front of me for the last fifty years. Martine’s company belongs to the textile industry which was built by my father, Caleb Martinez. I, Caroline Martinez am the CEO of the company. I am 25-years-old women who run a business that was built by my father. After my parent’s death, my uncle, Victor Martinez ran it for a few years until I completed my business degree.

"50 grand? Do you really think you're worth that much?" He then walked past Angie with indifference. She turned and called out, "Five grand won't even cover my meals! Harvey, if you won't give me compensation comparable to Quantum Tech, at least consider my credentials and qualifications! I deserve a proper salary of around a hundred thousand dollars!" Harvey turned back, looking at Angie like she was an idiot. "Why don't you go beg Elara then?" Angie's lips pressed into a thin line, her shoulders trembling. From the first moment she'd encountered Harvey, she'd felt targeted by this man at every turn. She had never endured such humiliation.

She was adorned in designer clothes and every accessories on her shouted money, I guess she finally got the life she always yearned for. "There you are, Mrs. Angelos." Michel called out, who had introduced herself as the assistant before. Mrs. Angelos- I did hear from a friend that she got married to a big shot a couple of years ago. But I did not follow up as I was too hurt to do so. But to meet up like this in this huge city? Who could have thought.... Hearing her name, she moved her eyes from me and entered the room slowly and stopped in front of me. "Mr. Martinez, meet Mrs. Angelos, she will be in charge of this campaign. And he is Noah Martinez, the celebrity travel vlogger I talked abo

There were numerous options available to me, notably to return to the United States, but I chose to stay here and aid the orphanage, and after managing the institution, I was able to gain a great deal of support from businesses, particularly Henry Cervantes's businesses. I found Angeline and the other kids playing, without any worry in the world. "Two years..." I murmured to myself. It had been two years since I convinced Ang to return to Australia, and I hadn't seen him since. I heard from Ram every now and again, and it appeared that he had been successful in managing Henry Cervantes' businesses, as I expected him to be. Because of his achievements, he received wide recognition in the busi

I answered him. He laughed amusingly at me. “And you?” I smiled. “I’m Angela. No last name. An orphan. A young woman who did not use her big brain and got herself married to a billionaire.” I was expecting Steve to agree with me. Instead, he laughed hard at what I said. “David is right. You’re truly interesting, Angela,” He shook his head while smiling at me. “Tell me, what do you want?” “I want five things, Mr. Mars,” I sit upright and look him in the eye.