Daniel Tosh Net Worth Novels & Stories

My chest tightened in anger, and every nerve in my body suddenly crawled with the hate to ruin Aaron, but I suppressed the thought for the meantime then turned to Daniel. “The stock for V&N. Company. Have you confirmed it?” Daniel bowed immediately. “Yes, my lord. It is going for as low as 150 thousand USD.” I stared into space for a second before giving him a brief nod. “You may leave now.” Daniel nodded gently, then bowed and turned to leave, but a thought suddenly played in my head. “Wait,” I called back, and he halted at once before turning back to me. “Boss.” He bowed again, and I took a step closer.

I flushed crimson, my breath coming in jagged pants. "Do you truly believe I am a corpse? Or do you think the Wolfe Estate is so depleted of resources that you need to put yourself on display like a circus freak just to buy bread?" His expression was dark with a looming possessiveness. I bit my lip, too drained to keep fighting the physical weight of him. He had never been tight-fisted with his wealth. Even during his years at the overseas offices, Daniel Cho would move half a million credits into my personal account every month. The finest silks, the newest tech, rare jewels—they were delivered to the estate like clockwork. From the moment the Monroe family fell and the Wolfes took me in, h

And then there is the boutique owner from uptown, the one who paid for my silence and my companionship, who had signed over another ten thousand-dollar check just yesterday morning. I have exactly thirty thousand dollars sitting pretty and untouched in my private account. I look at Daniel, his face slick with sweat, his eyes wide and wild like a cornered animal. A wave of cold disgust washes over me. I’m not giving it to him. I’m not lending him a single dime.

“Do you like anyone? We spent a lot of time to come up with this list. don’t put our hopes down.” “Hmm…” Ella looked at the last candidate again. Daniel Edmond. The heir of Edmond Corp. He is the only immediate member of the Edmond family after the death of his grandfather. He is very discreet about his relationship status but rumors have it that he was once married, but he divorced his wife a few months after the wedding. He has not been seen with any woman since the death of his grandfather. He is 5’10 feet tall, and his net worth is one billion US dollars.

“They were in a private room for approximately forty-two minutes.” “What happened after?” “That’s where things get interesting.” Daniel stated. “Two days after that meeting, Victor Caruso wired fifty thousand pounds to a shell company registered in the Cayman Islands. That shell company then transferred the money to an individual named Darren Holt.” “Who is Holt?” “A freelance driver,” Daniel said dryly. “But that’s the polite version.” I frowned. “What’s the real version?” “He’s a kind of mechanic who occasionally does dirty work for people.” Daniel said.

She lamented. Daniel and Donovan looked at each other. Poor? Jobless? “Woman?!” Donovan widened his eyes, it almost tore from his face. A billionaire who had worked day and night to get to where he was. Poor and Jobless? Donovan couldn't believe his ears. “I can literally buy a hundred of your house!” Daniel snapped with an eye roll. Donovan was going to say a word too but being called an arrogant bastard by Jasmine in her note stopped him. “And he, he can buy you and your entire family plus the entire house on this street ten thousand times.” Daniel tapped Donovan's shoulder. Then the duo looked at each other with a sore face. Each surprised. Daniel was defending Donovan. Strange. Very stra

She was surely going to score him. Two Weeks after our enthronement, Daniel hasn't resumed the training yet. He was focusing on the company’s leadership because he couldn't be the trainer and the CEO simultaneously! All works required full attendance, something that was impossible for him. He was either going to be the trainer or the CEO. actually; he had not much of a choice because his father warned him about abandoning his responsibility of being the trainer of the warriors.

"Wait, Dorian Wilson? As in, the billionaire Dorian Wilson?" "That’s the one," Daniel said with a small laugh. "He’s not as intimidating as the media makes him out to be. He owes me a favor, and I think he could help you with this. He’s got the connections to deal with situations like yours, and trust me, he’s a good guy to have on your side." I blinked, trying to process what he was saying. Dorian Wilson was a name I had only ever heard in business articles and on TV. He was a titan in the financial world, with influence that stretched far beyond anything I could imagine. The thought of meeting him made my stomach flip.

, Daniel grabbed his neck. "G...good. But why did you call me here?", he said nervously, fear all over his face. "To make you a millionaire", Daniel cracked up. "Sorry?", Josh stammered. "10 million Lek. Want it?", Daniel frowned. "10 million?", Josh's eyes popped out. "You can't earn it working like a donkey your whole life", he said. "But why will you give me.... 10 million?", his voice shook. "By the exchange of your loyalty", Daniel smirked. "You're Abraham's PA in his Tobacco Company, right?"

I couldn't believe he'd put me on the spot like this. "Dad, you're giving me too much credit. I've never been one to let a grudge slide. Being Daniel's wife for the past six years has been pure misery. Everyone around us knows it. "What's all this nonsense about you raising me? You did nothing but put food on my plate. Over the years, the Zelenskys' investment in Trahan Group has more than compensated for it. On top of that, I've already transferred five million dollars to Daniel.