Gabi Garcia Net Worth Novels & Stories

She focused her attention on the waiter who studiously made his summations. “Three hundred thousand Naira, Ma’am.” Gabriel replied and smiled when she gasped in horror,“What’s wrong ma’am?” Gabriel asked concerned. “That’s my three year salary.” Tiana exclaimed in disbelief, amazed at how much they had wasted on food. “We serve the best here.” Gabriel replied smiling,“We can charge it from your credit card–” “Quit it Gabriel!” Rico snarled at him, having had enough. “But Sir–” “You know how much I hate that word.” Rico hissed steely.

Respect my breadwinner. I arched an eyebrow. How old was she or thought she was? Although I knew that money had this thing of making people spoiled even after they were old. The clothes, jewelry, and postures of those women told me that my brothers had gone too far to find them. “So what? "Said Gabriella, turning red. "Gina owns a company, and here she is, even with her employees depending on her orders. Giulia, you are getting sick because of this internet. Turn it off a little.

Her eyes now drew to Gabe who was pretending to drink the tea that the maids served to them. "Gabe," she called with dismay. "What's the problem?" Amber asked when she noticed Larisa's expression. "I'm sorry. I just want to help you with every—" "I have money, Gabe. If I start this business of mine, I want it to come out of my own pocket and not yours." She explained as she sighed before going back her eyes to Gavin who was only looking back to the two of them—well, they were all doing that. "How much did you pay?" She asked Gavin.

“After Rafe left.” Gab lowered his head slightly. “How interesting,” Derek said lightly. “You hired the owner’s younger brother?” Shawn blinked in confusion. “Sir, Gabriel is the son of a poor widow. His mother begged me before I gave him the job. Fortunately, he had experience.” “A poor widow?” Derek repeated slowly, turning toward Gab. “Weren’t you just claiming to be the brother of a wealthy man?” Gab’s hands began to tremble. “Speak,” Derek ordered. Gab opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Raina would have reprimanded her for putting her words in such an unpleasant way but was dumbstruck when others shook their heads in agreement with what Sophia said, except Gabrielle who kept pressing her phone, unbothered by the chaos. "Well…I'm Raina Bellingham and a mother of…" "You can't be serious right now, girl. Marriage is surely an achievement in another category, but the type of achievement they are talking about is how far we've gone with our dreams after college. Gabrielle is getting married to the love of her life, Jacob after owning one of the most luxurious malls and restaurants in this city. I can't start with her husband's achievements, let's leave it there. Gloria here owns

“Oh! Don’t tell me you will marry her?!” “Yes, you are right. I planned to marry her.” “Wow!” He was speechless for a while. “Wow!” He whistled. “You want to marry her. Wow! She is an exceptional woman, then.” Gabriel only smiled. While Luca drove to Gabriel’s apartment, Gabriel already made a call. A server answered the call. “Please connect me to the Premium Steak’s owner.” “With whom I’m speaking of?” “Gabriel Da Costa.” The server gasped as he recognized the name f one of the wealthiest people in the country, even to some other countries. “Yes, Mr. Da Costa. Right away, sir!”

A deference that even a simple subject ought to pay, as well as a regulation that nobody ought to defy. Now that we are inside my office with the others, I said to Lorenzo, "Now, talk," prompting him to take the floor. Lorenzo placed a piece of paper on the surface of the table and then pushed it in my direction. "Gabriella Wilson is the moniker that she goes by. A college student in their third year who, sadly, has abandoned their studies. Her mother is addicted to gambling, and in order to get her mother back, she needs money badly."

I pulled up my laptop, searched for news about GRACE's IPO. The offering was scheduled for six weeks from now. Projected valuation of two billion dollars. Grace would personally net over a billion from the sale. All of it built on the narrative that she was a survivor, a feminist icon, a mother protecting her children from the men who'd wronged her.

Gab continued. “Eighty million dollars,” Val blurted out. Gab looked at her, a stunned expression on his face as he brought out his phone and googled the price of the yacht. They were still walking when Valerie felt a presence around, like someone was watching her. She turned around for the hundredth time, but as usual, there was no one there. Just her imagination. “You were very close," Gabriel said as he looked up from his screen. "It's actually seventy-five million,” he announced, bringing her attention back to him.

Narrowing his eyes, he reached for the file and slammed it shut. “Aren't you worried Antonia might find out about Olivia… that woman is bitter and capable of anything,” Gabby said questionably, Pedro didn't answer as he sat quietly, he didn't mind at all. He was tired of hiding. Maybe a little chaos was good for them. “The shipment is set… I want to see the looks on their faces when they find out who exactly they are dealing with,” Gabby added with a sarcastic laugh, earlier Luciano and her brother went to strike a deal with some dealer. The family was on the verge of getting bankrupt. Everyone knew the Garcias were known for their wealth, however, no one knew they were about to lose everyth