Crystal Reed Net Worth Novels & Stories

Have I really escaped anything? I sit on the edge of the bed, heels still on, and let the weight of everything sink in. Married. To a man I met two nights ago. A stranger who speaks like every word is a transaction. I reach for my phone, more out of instinct than sense. The screen lights my face as I type "Cassian Dorne". The results load instantly. Cassian Dorne, CEO and founder of Dorne Enterprises. Estimated net worth: $18 billion. Known for his reclusive nature, ruthless acquisitions, and unprecedented growth of his global conglomerate.

When I look, I see her watching Cyra’s face, her own teeth clenched tightly together. “Alpha Christer recorded it. I got ahold of the recording,” Hacker says. “How much money are we talking about?” I ask. “From what I’ve gathered so far, about twenty million dollars,” Hijack says. Cyra gasps. “Cyra. Cyra look at me,” I say. When she turns, I see the tears in her eyes. “We will figure this out. You are not paying your father’s debts. He can go to hell via a jail cell for all I care. You are NOT going to be his sacrificial lamb.”

"I know. I know, and I'm sorry. But Crystal, listen, this changes everything. You don't need Amir's money. You have your own. You're rich, probably richer than the Al-Fayads. You don't have to stay in that contract." Crystal sank back down onto the blanket, her legs suddenly unable to hold her. "I'm rich." "Yes." Crystal started laughing. It started as a giggle, then grew into something bigger, wilder, edged with hysteria. Ahmad knelt beside her, concerned. "Crystal?" "It's just….it's so absurd. All of this. The contract, the baby, you and me. And underneath it all, I'm secretly a billionaire heiress." She laughed harder, tears streaming down her face. "It's like a bad soap opera."

"You see, Reed Corp doesn't need old money or old management, it needs revitalization. My revitalization. When I finally take full control, we’re going public with my new tech focus. And I will need partners who understand true, disruptive brilliance. Partners who believe in me." He continued to drink faster, the liquor fueling his grandiose pronouncements and diminishing his already fragile judgment. He began telling elaborate, self-aggrandizing stories about how he had "masterminded" the timely sale of Ariadne Holdings before the tax scandal broke, a lie that unknowingly implicated him further in the financial deception Ashton had orchestrated.

She moved her things there, and I haven’t seen her since. Cassiel is outside talking to some mercenaries. He’d finally called them. Auburn was amongst the group. She waved to me when we locked eyes. I’d like to say she’s a nice girl, but let’s be honest, I have a bad track record. I refuse to assume anything about anybody. I sat on the floor of the living room, tapping on my laptop. I was googling Creighton’s business. He was raking in two hundred and fifty thousand a year. Enough to fund his lifestyle. This man has been playing the innocent game. Researching him would bring everything I needed to know about him surface level so no one would ever suspect him.

“So you’re saying that if we invest for the short run, we can have our profits…” “And the returns are going to be far more than the money you invested, and the deal should be for a short period of time…” She paused as she belched after downing another glass of water. Crystal was almost done eating, making me believe that not only was her mind sharp and vast, but her appetite was impressive, too. “How do you see all that, but all I can see is a man who has a good net worth and wants to do business with me?” I asked as she shrugged her shoulders and continued eating the mashed potatoes.

I followed the trail of her finger and felt my breath hitched in my throat for a few seconds as I quickly read that particular line. Tristan. A. Richardson's net worth from what we can be able to put our hands on is:$150 billion dollars. I gulped after staring at it for a few more seconds, this man is hella rich, so rich, too fucking rich, what the fuck? "Oh my gosh, Snow has hit a money bag!!!!!" Christie cried out with so much enthusiasm tingling her voice as she bounced on her knees on the bed beside me. I rolled my eyes as I scrolled down to where there was more pictures of him everywhere. Of course Christie was going to say that, she didn't know about the whole mortification scene that

While reading their profiles, I exclaimed, "Woah, I had no idea they were such a big deal." My eyes widened and I covered my mouth in disbelief as I turned the page to the next page. "Raven is on of the backer?" I keep reading his profile and drowning in his earnings. "Around $200 million... per month?! What the fudge?!" "Where are the particulars, Ms. Formosus?" "Oh, my God!" I jumped on my swivel chair and held my chest because of the sudden talk from Mr. Jax. I inhaled and exhaled before facing him.

He wanted everyone to see the value of this crystal necklace so that everyone would be jealous. “Wow, this crystal necklace is worth 280 thousand bucks? It’s so expensive!” “Let me see! Let me see! Wow, it’s true! Leo, you’re so generous!” Everyone present was shocked that Leo could casually give out a 200-thousand-dollar necklace.