Dj Bliss Net Worth 2023 Novels & Stories

An obvious question since curiosity is inherent to human beings, and she's my sister. “He's someone I met, sis.” "You met this Jonathan Turner? How lucky! Beginner's luck in Dubai! The girls there must kill for a date with a guy like him!” “It's not exactly a date, Hay. We'll talk later, but just out of curiosity, what's the estimated net worth of the company?” "Well, I wrote down something around 30 billion dollars.”

All I can think about is him. Damien Cross. My boss I pull up a browser and type his name into the search bar. The results are overwhelming. Damien Cross, CEO of Cross Enterprises. 34 years old. Estimated net worth: $15 billion. Self-made, apparently... no family money, no silver spoon. Built his empire from nothing. There are photos. Professional ones from business magazines and newspapers. There are pictures of Dante in a tux at charity galas, of him cutting ribbons at building openings, and of him shaking hands with politicians and celebrities and other billionaires.

"I know that but I still think it's still extreme" "I only punish those who deserve to be punished" She sighed. "Did Daniela work in the factory" "She did, once but couldn't keep up. She's pretty lazy and don't tell her I said that" "I'm definitely gonna tell her" "Whatever" "How much is your net worth Darrell?" Too many questions "You should ask g****e" "Darrell" she hit my shoulders. "OK fine. Forty five billion dollars" Her jaw dropped. "What?" "Close your mouth before something gets into it" I teased.

It was every computer geeks dream to get into this company, the options were pretty low of getting hired and from what I heard, and the salary was sky rocketing. I quickly breathed in and out, before tying the Bianchi name in G****e with shaky hands. And instantly popped an image of Alex Bianchi, the heir of Bianchi Enterprises. 27 years old, net worth of $80 billion, most suited bachelor and also the man who just broke my phone. I blinked, sitting on the chair before I fainted and stared at the broken phone, if I was to just say that Alex Bianchi touched and broke this phone, I'd get at least $10,000.

“Very secure, private beach, a helicopter pad for fast travel. Far enough from the city for privacy, close enough for business when needed." “Helicopter pad?” Sophia repeated, shocked. Ethan grinned. “Just wait until you see the recording studio. I had it built hoping one day I’d have family to share it with.” Sophia shook her head slightly, overwhelmed. “I don’t understand how you can afford all this. I mean, I know you said you’re successful, but…” “Dante Industries is worth about thirty billion dollars,” Alexander said calmly. “My personal net worth is around eight billion.” Sophia blinked. “Billion? With a B?”