Angie Martinez Net Worth Novels & Stories

Actually stopped walking. "Excuse me?" "I gave all forty-seven million to the Gloria Martinez Foundation. For domestic violence survivors. I don't want the money." He recovered quickly. Too quickly. "You gave away forty-seven million dollars?" "Yes." "To a foundation you control?" "To a foundation with an independent board. I don't control it." "But you're the face of it?" "I help run it, yes." "So you've traded forty-seven million for fame, media attention, and the moral high ground?"

the man stuttered, my eyebrows crinkling together. “I can drive asshole” I snapped, folding my arms. “Sure you can babe” Angeles said, his arm wrapping around my waist. “She’s freaking wasted! She’d kill me” “That’s part of the game Callaghan. If she misses than you’re debt it paid. If she gets you, debt paid too. Just you know, we’re not liable for any medical bills. Come on, it’s just some fun” Angeles said, clapping his hands together, “What do you say?”

I asked as I arched an eyebrow. “Argentum’s net worth is nearly double that of Ark Angel’s. Of course, you’d have to come from money. Lord knows the woman intimidates me. She’s both stunning and powerful.” “Be honest with me,” I heard Ciara saying. “Does Wes know what you are?”

"You were always capable of this. You just needed the chance to show it." We walked through the space, and I explained my vision. Where the classrooms would go, where the offices would be, where the childcare center would be set up. Benjamin listened intently, asking questions, making suggestions. "Have you thought about hiring staff?" he asked. "Not yet. I need to finish the building first." "What if I told you I know someone perfect for the director position?" "Who?" "Her name is Angela Martinez. She ran a women's shelter for ten years before it closed due to funding. She is brilliant, compassionate, and looking for a new opportunity."

She let out a cold laugh. "I know exactly who you are," she said. "And having a brother-in-law like you is embarrassing. You're not even worth a fraction of Robert. Do you know what he's done for our company? The moment he came in, our profits went up ten times. He's our lucky charm. "And Angela is our little good-luck star. Whenever we took her to meet clients, they would all rush to hold her, tossing out gifts worth hundreds of thousands like it was nothing."

Sliding her hand, Dil took the dress and entered the washroom. On that, Angie, who was still standing in her room, turned her face to an evil smile. It's been more than twenty five years since she started running this business, she knows all the tricks and tactics on how to force a girl. She doesn't even let her daughter become a part of this nasty business. Her only purpose is collecting and grabbing money from all rich and elite men. She used to do this very cleverly by presenting every new girl to her clients. And now she happened to know about Hayat Shah, who is a well known and reputable rich man of the city. To seize his wealth, now she needs to make Dil ready for Hayat Shah.

Although she did not know exactly how much he had, he still owned Milanelson Angel Investment Group at the very least. Martha had gotten someone to look into it before. It was a large group worth at least tens of billions! Although the assets belonged to the group, based on the number of shares, Philip should be worth at least billions! In other words, she was a billionaire now! Juan nodded and said, “Aunt Martha, I think we should let Wynn know about this and let her realize what a beast Philip truly is. This way, Wynn can give up all hope on him.”

They no longer wanted to have anything to do with her. Her mother, Marie Jetson, used to own a company called Jetson Co., but Bill had completely taken over the company. He had also long forgotten his promise to Marie and abandoned Angela for the sake of his new wife, Judy Miller, and her son, Zack Graham. Angela had nothing left aside from the title of Mrs. Bamford. She was just Dexter's trophy wife. She knew that she had no right to question Dexter, the head of the household who provided for her. It didn't matter that she used to be a very famous designer in the industry.

Angel shouted while jumping for joy. "H-how?" Chelsea asked while crying. Angel helped her calm down and gave her some water to drink. "Well, it's not that hard actually. Since your dad has records of mistreating you, we quickly revoked his custody of you. We also made him pay for the wealth he stole from you, and once he pays it, it will be directly under your name. Don't worry, my dear. We're not like your dad who used you for his own benefit. We're here to help you and show you love. I know your mommy is very happy wherever she is right now. From now on, you will be Chelsea Leigh Martinez," Mrs. Martinez said with a smile. As Chelsea heard the last thing Mrs. Martinez said, she became eve

On hearing there might still be a chance, Angel quickly nodded profusely, "Fifty thousand dollars! I can pay fifty thousand dollars for this bet." Charles stared at her coldly, "Fifty thousand dollars?" Angel almost burst into tears. She quickly opened her bag. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Young Master Smith, I really don't have much money left. My father just had surgery. He's still in the hospital. He needs chemotherapy, medicine, and other medical care..." "Alright!" Maria’s eyes had turned red at some point. She opened her bag, pulled out the bank card that Angel had given her earlier. She squatted down to place the card in Angel's hand.