Arthur Smith Dad Net Worth Novels & Stories

Me hearing that statement made me fully happy already. " I would send it to you sir through your mail right away Father-in-law," I said with a smile I just couldn't withhold within myself anymore the joy of me about to help my sick Father to recover himself back and stand fully on his feet. " So how much are we talking about here if I Amy ask?" Mr Smith asked once more. " Sir" I immediately paused ." I mean Father-in-law is a total sum of 50,000$" I said giving a little smile just to get what his next statement would be.

Meanwhile, Marjorie stood by the cliff and looked down at the yacht, where a few divers had just put on their gear and were about to dive into the water. After all, there was no way they were going to leave a 1.5-million-dollar McLaren sitting in the sea. Arthur might be Zephiel’s direct descendant, but the latter had already cut off all ties with the former because of his incompetence long ago. On top of that, Arthur’s family relied solely on Arthur asking Zephiel for money every month. Of course, he didn’t ask for much. All he would take was approximately 1.2 million dollars, and that was enough for his family of three to splurge on.

Because none of this made sense. Arthur had left Kaitlynn mere scraps, which entailed a trust fund that had paid for her college tuition, then allocated a grand each month until she was allowed to take control over all of it when she turned thirty. Compared to the net worth of Arthur and his company, that had been nothing. Nothing at all. He’d donated more to his least favorite charities when he’d been alive. Hell, Brick and I had walked away with more inheritance than Kaitlynn had.

As Amy just described Azariah, who up till now Rachel didn't really notice how he was dressed or how much he had been staring their way. "Oh shit, Amy, that's Azariah the son of Azariah Olly, the greatest real estateman in the united states and neighboring countries, He is the guy who got the 360 million contract for his Dad in Dubai on their vacation and till date no one knows how he did it, he's very persuasive, relentless and doesn't give two shits about the law because the fuck is the law to a twenty four year old with a staggering networth of 1.97 billion dollars, plus anything he wants he gets," Rachel filled Amy in, sneaking a peak at him and he was still looking their way smiling wit

Vivian gazed into the distance, as if she could reach the horizon. "The more time passes, the more that bastard thrives. Your grandfather really appreciates his talent in the business world. Even though he has only just returned to this family, he has already shown his abilities. Are you worthy of being compared to him?" Vivian clicked her tongue. Adam fell silent once again. What his mother said was true. He still remembered when Arthur arrived in the family, his grandfather was struggling with a small company that was on the verge of bankruptcy—although the company would not have a significant impact on their business, it was his grandfather's first company with his best friend, so he woul

“It’s not. And that’s why I’m telling you right now, there’s no amount of money you can throw at me that will make me walk away from Jaxon.” Arthur’s hand slammed against the table, the force shaking the plates and spoons. “One hundred million dollars,” he said, doubling the amount without hesitation. The bodyguards standing by the door audibly gasped, their surprise mirroring my own. But I didn’t let it show. Instead, I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest. “No,” I said firmly. Arthur’s face turned red with fury. “Do you have any idea what you’re turning down? What this could do for you? For your future?”

Smith continued, “To make things easier, we’ll sell Audrey’s shares to Ekcell, my new company.” Ryan frowned. “But dad.... There's no reason to bring Lucas back into this. There's no Audrey for him to marry anymore. Why sell to the company his father co-founded? Why not your own company, SS limited company?” Mr. Smith didn't say a word. He just stood there, his eyes distant. Finally, he said, “We’ll settle that later. Everyone in the car.” The journey back to the mansion was a quiet one. Fifteen minutes in, Mr. Smith's head snapped up from his phone and turned to Sophia.

she said. “I might not have known Arthur for long, but I know he is the one, right?” I turned to Rider K, but he only stared down at me without a word. “We'll make this simple. Name your price to leave my son,” Arthur's father said, his hands behind his back. “Arthur is stubborn and I know even though you have publicly embarrassed him, he would be adamant. Name your price to leave this village and be far away from him.” “And if I reject this offer?” I asked.

Thank you so much, Xander—he said, hugging me. This is much more than a gesture—he said with teary eyes. Come on Arthur, don't be a sissy— hitting him on the shoulder. It's not like I just gave him part of my company, he laughed as he put the paper in his jacket pocket. I knew why Arthur had been so excited about that. Even though our father was filthy rich, he'd never "shared" his success with us. We had everything, and he gave us the best, but he never gave me a dime to start my business, nor did he give us an important position in his.

"Market bottom? Darien, please. That will liquidate my personal estate. It will destroy everything I have left. I am your father-in-law. Nilah is my daughter. You cannot cast me out onto the street." "You did that to yourself the moment you tried to sell my medical records to the press," I said, my voice steady, completely devoid of the fear I used to feel whenever he looked at me. "You treated me like a line item on a balance sheet for three years, Father. You don't get to invoke family now." Arthur looked at me, a desperate, wild look entering his eyes. He leaned forward, pressing his palms flat against the table. "You think this was just a business deal? You think I just picked Darien out