Novel & Cerita Gabi Garcia Net Worth

“And to think you came highly recommended! Do you even know who I am? If you annoy me, I’ll place one call to the government and this place will be locked down before you can blink!” I didn’t say a word. My hands rested calmly on the desk, my breathing measured. Inside, I was right on the edge of losing control but I forced myself to stay composed. To the world, Gabrielle Blackwood was the owner of an international talent agency. She managed top models, actors, and performers. What no one knew was that she was also a money launderer and a drug and human trafficker. That was the real source of her wealth and the real reason she was sitting in my office.

Compared to them, Gabriella’s own family felt ordinary. Her father had once been a famous photographer before he passed away. Her mother owned a small but successful clothing brand. But it was her grandmother — a respected and wealthy artist — who supported her financially. And for a short time, when her mother married Norman’s father, her status had changed again… before the divorce happened. After they were done getting ready, Gabriella didn’t have time to return to her apartment, so she went straight to campus. Andy and Xander drove in their own car.

After a few days, a headline caught his eye when he was reading the newspaper. It read, "Gabriella Carrington donated two billion dollars and established a foundation. She sent the orphans in the mountainous areas some love." Henry instantly clenched his large hands tightly, causing the newspaper to be crumpled into a ball immediately. Where did Gabriella get that much money from? Henry knew immediately that this two billion dollars came from the assets he gave her after their divorce and the inheritance Grandpa left her with. So, was this why she sold her car?

That afternoon, Tracy searched the name on G****e. She scoffed as she saw the search results. “Supermodel with a net worth of 1.7 billion dollars. Twenty seven years old. Recently arrived in London,” Tracy scrolled some more and saw several articles about her. She also saw her I*******m profile link. She clicked on it and was redirected from G****e to I*******m. "What?” Tracy's eyes popped out. "Twenty million followers?” She must be some special model and media personality. She thought. Wait a minute. She thought again. That means one thing… she must have secrets she's hiding, like every other media mogul that Tracy had exposed.

I don't want to ask you for money,' she added but didn't say it out loud. Gabriel lightly pinched her cheek while chuckling. "You don't need to work. I've already transferred all my assets under your name. Here's all my card. The password is your birthday.." Gabriel immediately handed her all his cards and wallet. Just when she thought she wouldn't be shocked anymore. Gabriel just dropped another bomb that almost make her faint. "You didn't.." Sabrina shook her head vigorously. "Why would you transfer all your assets to me? Are you insane?!"

Barrister Harris asked. Gabriel balled his fists. He knew that since he had not yet covered his tracks, Barrister Harris would be able to trace the funds. Fortunately, only fifteen million had been noticed. “The money was loaned for an investment. I will have the company lawyer follow up with you later,” he said with a forced smile. Barrister Harris did not press further. Documents were signed, and in less than half an hour, Gina walked out of the boardroom a millionaire. She could hardly believe it.

2 billion. Stock investments: $3.8 billion. Real estate holdings: $1.5 billion. Venture capital stakes: $900 million. Total net worth: Just over $10 billion. Tiana stared at the numbers, feeling a strange mix of pride and emptiness. She'd done this. All by herself. While Nikolai had ignored her, while the Toriaga family had dismissed her, while the world had assumed she was just a kept wife living off her husband's generosity, she'd been building an empire in the shadows.

“Yes, of course. You know the good publicity a gala brings to the news so you don’t have to worry about those stupid gossip columns weighting more false news about you being pregnant.” I reply, “well, that’s true. And if these packs show up, I can pitch them my charity.” “Always looking for new donors,” Gabriel says with a hint of a grin. “Well, do whatever your business you like tonight, my dear. Something tells me they will be very willing to give to your fantastic charity.”

It was self-assurance, self-pride—a belief in his strength, possessing unparalleled confidence. "Seven hundred fifty million..." Harrison's lips trembled, slowly turning to look at Alexander. He almost could not believe his ears. What did 750 million even mean? Even after the cooperation with South Yarica's L'Amour Group, the monthly net profit of Gabrick's Garment Trading was only around 3 million. Even if they refrained from eating, paying salaries, avoiding water and electricity expenses—even neglecting taxes, it would take 20 months to earn that much.

She bowed her head, picked up her tablet and left to the west wing toward her room. "That's my sweet sister! Please forgive her, she's an introvert." Said a man in t-shirt and army style shorts while smiling at the men in suits. "Hi, Gabby." He said casually. Mr. Lawson or Gabriel Lawson is one of the wealthiest tycoons in the country. He also belongs to the top 50 richest men in the world. Gabriel was pleased to meet Ethan's twin brother. They indeed look alike. Though the woman back then was one of his interests, she also looked like this twin, although she is a bit feminine.