Dr Jennifer Ashton Net Worth Novels & Stories

Absolute. Richard turned toward him. "She's shaking, Asher." His voice dropped. Asher didn't even flinch. "Doesn't fucking matter," he said. "She's here to pay—and she will. You know the whole story. Don't start getting soft now." His eyes locked onto Richard's. "Or do I need to remind you why this is happening?" Something passed between them—silent, heavy. Richard straightened. Then he stepped away. "It's all an act anyway," Jennifer scoffed, folding her arms.

Who never once felt guilty about fucking my husband in my bed. “No,” I say finally. “I’m going to let her stay with him. Let her have exactly what she wanted. A ruined man with nothing to his name, drowning in debt to people who break bones for late payments.” “That’s cruel.” “Good.” I smile. “She deserves cruel.” Jennifer is quiet for a moment, then she sets down her glass and shifts so she’s kneeling between my legs. “What are you doing?” I ask, but I already know. “Celebrating.” She pushes the robe off my shoulders. “We just made twelve million dollars and destroyed the man who hurt you. I think that deserves a proper celebration.”

"Julian, don't strain your mind. You've just finished a difficult therapy session! These numbers are only temporary. We are investing in the Jennifer Jones brand. And the Jennifer Jones brand is the Sterling Media brand, darling. Trust me, this is the most valuable investment." Jennifer always managed to extinguish Julian's doubts with two things: a loving touch and guilt. She would remind Julian of his sacrifice and how he needed to focus on his recovery. "I am doing this for you," was always her closing line. "You want me to be your strong wife, one who can maintain your business venture. I am doing just that." Julian fell silent. How could he doubt the woman who was risking her acting car

A new watch worth $85 million or the equivalent of 275 billion rupiah. Don't be surprised, Asher is indeed a billionaire. It's not hard to get the best items that are trendy. You can total all the items Asher wears from head to toe. Probably around 1 billion dollars. Asher finished dressing at 8:30 am. He rushed out of the room to his study to meet Rey who was already there waiting for him. The door to the study opened and found Rey sitting on the sofa with quite a lot of files to work on.

I sighed in relief when he did this. It was all done now. All that I had to do was wait for the drug to kick in and for him to die. I thought about all of the money that I would get once Jenson was gone, and I could not help but feel giddy inside. I had spent the last few days calculating his assets, and I was shocked at how rich Jenson. His company was worth ten billion dollars, and he had an additional ten billion in assets and investments. I would be getting ten billion dollars after he was dead, and it was more than enough for m to live comfortably.

She then said in a low and enticing voice, "You absolutely cannot afford to let that opportunity pass you by if Martha throws herself into your arms, Ashton." Ashton smiled faintly as he recalled the memory of him saving Martha, who was still a young adult back then. He chose not to dwell further on the matter, steering the conversation instead. "I intend to launch an investment company soon—I've decided to name it Asvia Capital. I'll formally acquire stakes in both Evermore Beauty and Evermore Media through this company." "Asvia Capital…" Sylvia repeated, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she pulled Ashton into a much tighter embrace.

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

But the fear of confirming her doubts had made her visit a faraway hospital. Tears blurred Julian's vision when she saw the results. Truly, her husband had impregnated her. Asher Atticus. The best scientist, a skilful researcher and a professional Doctor. This had earned him the nickname' Triple Threat genius '. In the field of medicine, he is unrivalled. With his skills, he helped uncountable patients to cure rare diseases, gave hope to those who were dying and granted generosity to other poor patients who couldn't foot their hospital bills. He is generous, he is hardworking, but that is exactly where his good behaviour all ends.

“Did he find something?” Ashton nodded slowly, his gaze distant as he processed the information. “He did. He’s been digging into the Reeds’ financial history, cross-referencing everything around the time of Julian’s death. He found something that doesn’t add up.” He stopped walking and turned to face her, the gravity of his expression making her hold her breath. “A week after Julian’s reported ‘accident’,” Ashton began, his voice low and measured, “Rose Reed made an unusually large, one-time payment. It wasn’t a donation. It wasn’t an investment. It was a direct wire transfer to a private account.”

"Penelope has worked tirelessly for Knight Industries. She deserves those shares!" "Deserves?" Jonathan stepped forward, his usually jovial face hard. "Like how Diana deserved to have her signature forged?" "How dare you—" "No, how dare you," Jonathan's voice carried across the hall. "Ashlyn doesn't need Knight Industries. Have you seen the Santiago Group's latest acquisitions? Or perhaps the Richardson merger she orchestrated?" Lady Morrison nodded. "Three billion in her own right, I heard." "Four," someone corrected. "Five, actually," Jonathan smiled coldly. "And that's just what's public."