Dixie Carter Net Worth Novels & Stories

Let’s see how well he does under fire. Lucas’s POV By the next morning, I had everything I needed. Her company’s contracts. Her private security files. Her real estate holdings. Offshore accounts. Even the names of the elite schools she’d quietly donated to. One of them had a record under the name “D. Carter.” A child. That name lit my blood on fire. I stared at the document on my desk, my breath caught somewhere between rage and disbelief. D. Carter. A child. Age: Five.

Desmond was so excited he nearly jumped up and down. Two hundred thousand dollars! His annual salary was only two to three million, and with just two days of work, he had earned the equivalent of three extra months’ pay. It was more than worth it. Desmond decided then and there he would be loyal to Lucas for life. When the money hit his account, he immediately bombarded Lucas with messages: [Mr. Carter, wishing you and Mrs. Carter a lifetime of happiness together! May you have children soon!] [Don’t worry, with this guide in your hands, you will definitely coax Mrs. Carter back—it’s only a matter of time.]

Andrius smiled faintly and shook Jude’s hand. Jude put on a friendly smile and said warmly, “Since you’re Halle’s friend, you’re my friend too. I’ll introduce myself briefly.” Jude’s words were full of pride. “My father is Zack Carver, the chairman of Carver Enterprises. My family is involved in real estate. Our yearly profit is... around 70 to 80 million!’ 70 to 80 million a year! After years of accumulation, the Carver family now had more than a billion worth of assets, and it was still increasing in value.

“Well, it's a combination of factors, really. Partly to assist my friend Dicky Carson, who was struggling financially, and partly to expand our business internationally” “Dicky Carson? I didn't know he was involved”. “Oh yes, Dicky and I go way back. We started Vest Tech together, back when it was just a small startup in Silicon Valley”. My eyes widen more, I never knew the two started the company together. So what happened to Mr Carson over the years? Why isn’t he as rich as Mr Vincent? “I had no idea”.

His phone screen glowed in the dim cabin light as he scrolled through article after article. George Carter. Billionaire, owner of the empire, philanthropist, yacht enthusiast. Every headline painted him as larger-than-life, the kind of man who could buy and sell entire hockey franchises without flinching. Atlan frowned, lingering on a photo of the silver-haired man stepping off a yacht with the grace of someone untouchable. This is the guy giving me a second chance? The weight of it pressed down harder than the altitude. He studied the man's sponsorship deals, charity galas, sports events. Carter was everywhere, backing winners, shaping industries. And beneath his name was a footnote that ma