Hannibal Jackson Net Worth Novels & Stories

She slowly turned her head, and there he stood, looking elegant as ever, clad in a black tuxedo suit, with a black shirt worn inside, the first three unbuttoned showcasing a bit of his well sculptured muscle ripping chest. 'Harry Morgan' the only man Five ever loved and dated. Harry Fishman, a man whose toes you shouldn't step on, a man you should pray not to be in his blacklist. The whole drug and gangster world tremble hearing his name. He is on top of the food chain with a networth of a billion dollar, mostly made from his supply of hard drugs to Africa, Asia and three other continents. And also a major arms dealer in the black market, and not too mention he has a registered and well rec

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. He might not make 750 million in his entire lifetime! "Mister Kane, you... You're not joking, are you?" The more Harrison thought about it, the more excited he became. His voice could not help but quiver. "Are you willing to invest seven hundred fifty million in the Gabrick family? I... I can't believe it!" What was there not to believe? Alexander smiled but said nothing. He pulled out his phone and swiftly made his transfer. In less than a minute, a ringtone echoed from Yaser's pocket. The text message notification revealed that the s

“Mr. Ian Hunter, Ian The Great Manufacturing currently reports annual revenue of five billion dollars. Your personal net worth is nine hundred million dollars.” “Beat that,” Ian muttered. Simon’s gaze shifted. “Mr. Scott Hunter, Horizon Innovative Motors reports annual revenue of two billion dollars. Your personal net worth is four billion dollars.” Scott watched the color drain from Ian’s face. His half-brother’s jaw dropped—just for a second—before snapping shut. Four billion. Ian’s eyes said it all. Scott had expected shock. Maybe denial. But the raw jealousy burning in Ian’s expression was just as satisfying. That’s right. Scott thought. I’m worth more than you’ll ever be. And I did it w

What could make him say those things about me? I took a moment to catch my breath, then exhaled in exasperation. "You'll regret your own words and actions, Yvonne," I muttered, glaring at her car and Theo's car driving away. *** "Mr. Kale. Wow, I didn't expect you to schedule a meeting with me. What's wrong?" Hugo Steward Jackson, also known as a famous billionaire businessman, invested in several other businesses almost as much as James. I didn't think I would need him at a time like this.

No loose, soft skin anywhere. I don’t understand a thing he just said, but I nod. Because I want this to be over. I feel suffocated. I want to go home. “And for the record, doll face, I have a combined net worth of eighty billion dollars. Five hundred thousand dollars is chicken change. I find it genuinely insulting that you think it would render me broke.” Eighty billion dollars? A tiny gasp slips past my lips. I can imagine how much work he put into hiding that much wealth for over ten years. I am grudgingly impressed.

"I shouldn't have brought it up. Now you two are fighting because of me. It's my fault! Please don't blame Caleb, Jenny. If anyone should be punished, it should be me!" Jenny grabbed his hand, looking worried as she rubbed his cheek that wasn't even red. "Don't hit yourself. It hurts me to see that. Besides, you didn't do anything wrong. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know that Caleb had the nerve to ask Mom for money. "Tell me, what reward do you want, sweetheart?" Jackson rested his chin on his hand and contemplated long and hard. "You've already bought me a Lamborghini, and you gave me that lakeside villa. With the way you're always showering me with gifts, you've spoiled me so mu

Being worth billions and an heiress to a multitrillion dollar company does have its perks, but that wasn't one of them. Brad Harrison at the time was 23 and strictly a professional businessman. He had built a trillion dollar company out of nothing in three years and my dad was looking to consolidate their businesses to stop from filing bankruptcy. Our marriage served the purpose of shoring up the deal, but it was a pact with the devil.

Cassandra and Duncan had tied the knot in the church last year, Gabrielle gave out her mansion freely to the homeless people she was taking good care of ever since she started making her money. Gabrielle was now the CEO of Hidalgo's company as she was handling it very well alongside hers with the assistance of her mother-in-law, Henrietta. Gabrielle took responsibility as she took the safe from Duncan and she opened it successfully with her fingerprints! She freely had the access to the wolf pendant, the treasures and fortune Mr. Reagan Domino, Hidalgo's father had concealed in the safe. Currently, she was known as the number one billionaire woman across the country. She is the envy of the w

Hao Jianbin stood up and shouted loudly. "Damn it!" One of the blond-haired men, Mr. Jelly, immediately kicked Hao Jianbin, pointed at his nose, and scolded him, "So what if you're from the capital? How dare you yell at Mr. Walson with such a small amount of money! Let me tell you, Mr. Walson is a local whose family has assets worth over a billion! He owns a resort and is far richer than your family! Not to mention Mr. Walson, even Mr. Zack here and I alone have family assets worth over a billion! What right do you have to insult Mr. Quinn? Before insulting Mr. Quinn, you should be better than us first!"

While reading their profiles, I exclaimed, "Woah, I had no idea they were such a big deal." My eyes widened and I covered my mouth in disbelief as I turned the page to the next page. "Raven is on of the backer?" I keep reading his profile and drowning in his earnings. "Around $200 million... per month?! What the fudge?!" "Where are the particulars, Ms. Formosus?" "Oh, my God!" I jumped on my swivel chair and held my chest because of the sudden talk from Mr. Jax. I inhaled and exhaled before facing him.