Emilia Fazzalari Net Worth Novels & Stories

It was something colder. “Oh, that’s a shame. Because if you do know her, I’d really appreciate the help. I’m willing to offer money for it. Since you’re Westley… and she’s Westley… I feel like there has to be a link.” Kiara’s breath hitched. “I—don’t—” “Twenty million,” Emilia interrupted sharply. Her voice was like velvet soaked in poison. “Cash. Wire. However you want it.” Kiara’s mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. Her fingers clutched the edge of her folder.

He ran a quick background check on Emiliana. "Name Emiliana Henry, daughter of the popular Lexis group of companies. Ok now I know why they feel they can have their way with anything" "Dominic? Continue with the properties, I am listening". "OK. Emiliana is a 27-year-old young lady who's still single and not ready to marry. She looks younger than I do, signs of a witch"Dominic looked over to see Valentino's eyes fixed on him." Sorry sir. According to her last interview, she mentioned her dream husband was somewhere waiting for her and that soon she would be a married woman. Wow, she's got a controlling spirit." Dominic eyed Valentino and saw that he was so not interested in those parts, he h

He leaned closer and said, "Emilia, can you give me more money? I've recently set my eyes on a stunning and prominent influencer with over five million followers online! "However, she's kind of haughty. I only managed to get her contact information after sending her quite a few virtual gifts. But even then, I still couldn't meet her in person! If I have the money, I can get her a Ferrari. I bet she won't be able to ignore me then!" Emilia's lips curled up into a smirk. "So, what do you plan to do after you meet her?" Maverick grinned mischievously. "Naturally, I'll fuck her! I've already spent so much money on her, so why not have some fun, right?"

Everyone knew he had that kind of money, but it had never been legitimized. For a long time he had been known as a multimillionaire only worth $13 million. It took a lot of connections and pulling some strings to make the numbers match up and update his net worth to over half a trillion. It was attributed to the success of a company that we had bought from under someone and pretended that we were the original investors. No amount of research would make you uncover the fact that it was all a lie and that we had just put the money Emilio had in the bank.

Every document related to her father's company had been sent over to her. It's been days and Emelia dared not step out of her room, covered in files and papers, she drinks one cup of coffee to the next. So much needed tending. She had not been the one to deal with the problems of the company in her previous life, at least not while Mark had offered to shoulder the responsibility. Zorah and Fame couture was the biggest in the fashion industry with multiple branches scattered all over the country and beyond. Emilia was not a newbie to the happenings of the business. She was not talented. She was what they call a beauty with the hands of a goddess.

“No, Raffael. I like college. I like being a person, not just a billionaire’s wife.” I flicked my thumb over her nipple through the thin fabric causing her to let out a sharp, broken moan. “A billionaire who invests enough in that school to destroy it if he wants. Just say the word, Tempesta.” Emilia sat up, pulling just far enough away to look me in the eye. “The said billionaire can stick to fucking me and stop acting like a virgin testing the waters.” “Saw through the act, did you?” I stepped between her knees, gripping her thighs and dragging her to the edge of the bed until she was flush against me.

He says and brought out some other documents. "Can I proceed?" He asked and she nodded, Setting the envelope on her table "The Late Mrs Romano's networth is 2,000,000,000$, She has a total of eight construction companies and two hotels. Five restaurants in five different countries, Four houses in different countries including Cunningham, A fleet of cars etc. The Late Mrs Romano has asked that 50% of her net worth be given to her daughter Rielle Romano while the remaining 50% be given to Elvis Romano. The Late Mrs Romano has asked that her daughter Rielle Romano goes through the envelope given to her daughter." He says and looked up at a shocked Rielle.

She is smiling seductively on the camera making me smirk. “Emilia Lucille De Lapaz.” I read her name. Actually, I didn’t expect that her name will roll smoothly on my tongue. I continued to scroll down to look even more on her profile. “She’s once married an anonymous man?” I asked myself when I saw that her status was divorced. I fished my phone and dialed Sumeria’s number. “What can you say about it?” she asked. “Who’s the anonymous man?” I breathe. She giggled on the other line.

"B-but why sir? Don't get me wrong, I appreciate your gesture but it seems strange" Emilio smiled, "It's not that deep. I am Emilio Romano, one of America's richest billionaires and you are my personal maid. I can not have you looking like you work for a pauper. Your clothes aren't up to my taste. Even my maids have better clothes than you. I need to make you look like someone who actually works for Emilio Romano. Not some pauper" The shock I felt withered away, he just basically insulted me right now. My eyes accessed my clothing. I don't see anything wrong with what I'm wearing. And I bought it with my hard earned money.