Arthur Smith Dad Net Worth Novels & Stories

“His nanny. Babysitter too and academic handler.” Arthur choked on his laugh. “Oh, wait. That's right. Dad said he really got you one. He wasn't joking. Hold on. She's Darcie Miller. The daughter of the father who owes Dad a huge sum of money. That's why she's here as leverage.” My chest tightened and I swallowed. “That's not necessary. Arthur. You shouldn't say harsh things like that.” Charles defended and Arthur raised a brow. “What the hell are you talking about? Don't piss me off and don't tell me what not to say. I expect you to respect me.” He moved closer to Arthur, shoulder squared, dating manner..

I say. “This,” he says. “The apartment. The studio. Sunday dinners. Imani’s instincts. Arthur is thirty years old. Your mother’s rum cake from Atlantic Avenue.” He pauses. “You.” He looks at the sixth piece. “I came back for fourteen million dollars, and the universe handed me something significantly larger in exchange, and I want to say I know that.” I look at him for a long time.

Lincoln stood and watched as people entered the amusement park. One would never believe it if they're told that Lincoln Smith, the son of the legendary Harry Smith, one of the smartest, most famous, richest business tycoons in California had never been to an amusement park since the day he was born, despite all the wealth he enjoys… or not. His father has been training him from a very young age, making sure he is the absolute perfect in everything he does. So, Lincoln never had the time to HAVE FUN like kids his age.

"You too. You are growing up well. I'm very proud of you." Her tears fell one by one. But they kept talking as if they had the same dream for the first time. Arthur answered as best he could how he got the money in the first place. Of course taking the death of their parents and kidney sales out of there by saying selling the house they used to live in as capital. He wants to keep this momentum going, where In Ha only knows his better side.

he said, that arrogant smirk stretching across his face. Arthur was the son of a judge who worked with the mafia and his mouth was certainly bigger than his dick. “I’m giving you five seconds to let go of my hand, Arthur,” I said, trying to yank free, but his grip only tightened. He leaned closer, his cigarette breath fanning across my face. “What’s going to happen? My dad keeps men like your father in business. You can’t do shit.” Oh. Watch me, motherfucker. I lifted my leg to slam it into his balls but he suddenly let go of my hand, wincing in pain.

the man said, his voice smooth and confident. Lewis's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the man's features. "Arthur Smith," he said, his tone neutral. "I wasn't expecting to see you here. It's better if you call me Lewis Evans, though. It's my father's surname." Arthur's smile never wavered. "Oh, I apologize. I didn't know. I knew your grandfather, and your mother was a good friend of mine. I assumed you'd carry on the family name." He paused, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's heartening to see some people still hold their father's surname in high regard. Shall we head off?"

Her father had chosen Arthur for her to marry so the devil’s money could save his company from going bankrupt. “You don’t know, do you?” Arthur smirked, his hair falling over his forehead, making him look even more manic. Sia knew that whatever he was about to say, it would change her life forever. “Your father didn’t go bankrupt. I made it happen,” he said. “I paid his secretary to sell me sixty percent of the shares, so that he would have no other choice but to make a deal. And when the time came, I became his savior. Believe me, he was more than happy to sell you to me.” Arthur smirked at her horrified expression.

He was dominant yet so very gentle with his hands. "So, how are things going with Jake?" Lucy suddenly asked and slurped loudly on her milkshake. "Yeah, you moved in with his dad, right?" Charlotte's eyes were already sparkling with interest. The lanky blonde was a bubbly person. "I heard he is a billionaire and a very successful CEO, right?" "Very successful?" Lucy snorted. "Griffin Archer owns iSky, and you know how popular their phones and computers are. They are on top in the technology industry. He is more than successful. The man is a god."

" Thanking him, Jewel got up to leave. Immediately she got home, she called and an appointment was fixed for the next day. The company was the Armstrong empire, the most influential empire in the city. The company's CEO had always kept a low profile, so, she had no idea what he looked like. Sighing loudly, Jewel sank into the sofa. Once more, her thoughts drifted to Liam Ledger. She cursed herself for running away but then, she was also glad, she wouldn't have known what to say. Also, she wasn't ready to tell him her secret. She wasn't sure how he would react finding out they had a son together.

Arthur growled. "You're wrong here, Arthur. I don't take a single penny from our father for my personal expenses. So, save us time and tell me what brings you here because today I am not in a mood to argue with you." Xavier said very calmly to the crazy man standing in front of us. Arthur’s red eyes danced between us. "You have announced mega projects in the memory of a dead person. I understand your grief but she is dead and we shouldn't be wasting money that our father earned by his hard work on useless charity stuffs." Arthur said with insensitivity.