Elizabeth Marvel Net Worth Novels & Stories

Elizabeth smiled as she handed her phone to Nathan. She then posed as Nathan began taking her pictures. Not only did Elizabeth ask him to take photos, but she also asked Nathan to record a video for her to upload to her social media account. Lately, Elizabeth had begun actively creating content on her social media account, although she had not earned any income from it so far. “The gold is fifteen million, while the diamond is two hundred and thirty-five million. So the total is two hundred and fifty million.” The shop owner seemed to be taking advantage of the situation. Knowing how much Elizabeth liked the diamond ring, she immediately told her the price.

Mason sat in the car with a dispirited expression, "Aunt, I've caused you trouble. I'm sorry!" Elizabeth was displeased after seeing Mason like this. The four hundred million was basically all the savings that she had saved over the past ten years since she married Charles. Charles wasn't generous to her, and it took her a great effort to save the money. However, she had lost all of it to Valeria now just for Mason's sake, and she was very pissed off. But she knew that it was not the time to get angry, so she had no choice but to pull herself together and start afresh.

However, there might be others who could take advantage of this. "I'm not clear yet. I'll keep an eye on it." Malcolm said. "One of our current tasks is to find out all the people of Elizabeth in the group and replace them all. As such, Elizabeth will be deprived of any power to control the group." Malcolm nodded. Hazel took out two cards from her handbag. One was all her savings. The revenue of Summer 100 Degree was pretty good in the past three years. As the first shareholder, she also got a large amount of money. The other one was the alimony that Baron had given to her. It was time to take it out to save the group.

"Why would Richard give you access to millions—" "Because he wanted me to have options. Said if he died, I deserved to choose my own future. Not be trapped by his father's empire." I plugged the drive into Cassidy's laptop. "Three hundred million dollars. Untraceable. Already moved through enough shell companies that no one can follow it." The accounts loaded. Numbers I could not comprehend. "Holy shit," Cassidy whispered. "It is real." "We use it. Buy information. Hire protection. Find out everything about Elizabeth Cord—where she lives, who she loves, what she fears." I looked at my sleeping daughter. "Then we take everything from her. Like she took everything from us."

Elena at charity galas where tickets cost a million dollars each. "This can't be right," Marcus whispered. "She was nobody. A waitress working at some dive bar. I saved her from that life." "You didn't save her from anything. She was hiding." Frank pointed to a document. "See this? Her personal net worth is estimated at forty-seven billion dollars. Billion, with a B. She owns companies you've probably never heard of. Art worth hundreds of millions. Real estate on three continents." Marcus's vision swam. "No. No, this is wrong. I would have known. Someone would have told me."

“Yeah you should.” Mr. Hill’s response wounded Lizzie deeply but she had to conceal it, afterall, he did buy her for 25 million dollars.

There was still pain in her voice and betrayal all over her face. She didn’t change any expressions, and she didn’t show me a realer version of herself. That was who she was, and Jesse had lied to me for sure. “You don’t need me to help you. I understand that you have a trust fund, and all I can tell you is that you shouldn’t use it to bail Asher out. Donate to homes for domestic violence and keep spreading awareness, and just keep your head down.” Elizabeth was a beautiful woman, and she didn’t look older than twenty-five, even though she was in her early 30s. She was going to find another man who was going to marry her and give her the life she deserved.

Like he was looking at the photo too and mourning someone he was glad to be rid of. Jasmine kept scrolling. "There's a lot here." Her voice had gone careful. The way it went when she was deciding how much to say and how fast. "Board of directors profile. Forbes feature from four years ago. Net worth listed as." She paused. "Elena." "Say it." "Listed personal net worth at the time of publication as approximately four point three billion." The refrigerator kept running. Traffic kept moving four floors below. The world maintained its total indifference. Four point three billion.

Carefully crafted ones. Elizabeth opened it slowly. Inside was a single photograph. Her breath stopped. It was from five years ago. Lewis at a private gala. Standing very close to another woman. The image wasn’t scandalous but it was intimate. Too intimate. Elizabeth recognized the woman immediately. Sabrina Vale. Daughter of one of Anderson Holdings’ largest legacy investors. There had once been rumors. Strategic engagement speculation. Elizabeth’s chest tightened. There was no note. No explanation. Just the photo. Her mind began filling silence with memory.