Arthur Smith Dad Net Worth Novels & Stories

she said surprisingly, and with an apologetic glance at me “He was a handsome, vital man, and I was always quiet and shy and rather ordinary. “My people were very wealthy, dear,” she told her daughter sadly. “And Arthur was ambitious. He wanted his own accounting firm, and I helped him get it. Not that he didn’t work hard, but he’d never have made it without my backing. I think that hurt his pride. Maybe his…affairs…were a way of proving to himself that he could still appeal to beautiful women even as he got older. I’m sorry, dear ” she added, patting my thigh. “But parents are human, too. Arthur did love you, and he tried to be a good father, even if he wasn’t a good husband.”

I argued "I was not talking about their daughter, I was talking about their son" my father said "Son? What son?" I asked him "Paul Smith has a son called Noah, his first wife, Aria and him had a son but when she died and he got married to Vivian, the son was not seen by the outside world" my father said "And how did you know about the son?" I asked "I have my ways and Paul Smith owes me money so he sold his son in exchange " my father said .

The auctioneer displayed rotting teeth as he sneered, looked down at Arthur as he bellowed, “This be Sir Martin Simone of Charles Town.” Although he had never been introduced to Sir Simone, Arthur was more than familiar with his social and financial status. He was a man of wealth that was surpassed by only a few. Fortunately, Arthur was amongst those few. Arthur also knew that Sir Simone met with his father on more than one occasion for business purposes and was obliged to his family as a result of some favors his father called in from his colleagues on the man’s behalf.

She trembled and said with extreme inferiority, "Missus Smith…you…you're here." "Don't talk to me!" Zayn's mother felt disgusted. She was not a difficult person, and she also was not a fussy old woman. However, her son was only in his early thirties that year. Her son was in charge of the large Smith Group. Although the Smith Group was not as huge as the Ford Group and it could not even be compared to the Conor Group, her son still had a net worth of three billion dollars. With such net worth and appearance like her son's, he could have his pick of women. His legs were once broken and he had once been crippled for a few years, but were those not in the past already? He would have gotten any

A rich spoiled guy who thought he was funny. Olivia took her time to get ready and walked slowly towards us eyeing the seats. Then she rolled her eyes understanding her father's plot, giving me his single daughter because the other one had a fiance. And because giving me his daughter would secure him our partnership. That was the kind of man Arthur Smith was, he didn’t care about family or workers, just to get his way for money by selling his daughter. She had a black dress on matching my black clothes. The tension between our bodies was enormous, I had the habit of throwing my arm around her neck or waist. Or kissing her cheek and forehead. I missed doing that, and I was trying hard not to

I couldn't tell which was real from my own imagination. "B-But what has this got to do with his grandfather wanting me dead?" even if we used to know each other before, that wasn't grounds for murder. "Your family used to have a lot of money, you know. Enough that Arthur partnered with Mr. Hoffman for a business that would yield millions of dollars and who knew it would turn into a multi-billionaire company today?" Was she talking about the Wright Corps? "But unfortunately, Arthur passed away before that was finalised and your father… well your father was supposed to die in his place-"