Hannibal Jackson Net Worth の小説・ストーリー

“Here’s the thing. Didn’t you enter the entertainment industry recently? We’d like to sign you. I think we met for a reason! You’re a diamond boss, right? I made my fortune with a mine too, but it was a coal mine.” Hubert then continued, rather proudly as he said, “My net worth is around fifty billion at the moment. I invested and established Fortune Entertainment, a leading entertainment company in the country. Do you know the famous singer from last year, Xander... something? And the famous singer, Nevil something…? They’re all signed by my company!”

I turned my head slowly toward the screen, and there he was. Sebastian. My husband. No—my ex-husband now. He stood at a podium in an expensive suit that probably cost more than I'd made in six months of double shifts, and cameras flashed around him as though he were a movie star. His smile was confident and bright, the smile I used to love waking up to every morning. The smile that used to be just for me. "The deal, valued at over two billion dollars, will officially make Sebastian Lancaster one of the youngest billionaires in the country at just twenty-eight years old," the news anchor announced with excitement. "Mr. Lancaster, how does it feel to achieve this level of success at such a you

He looked toward Duncan and could not resist asking, “Why are you going to Jensburg, Mr. Lewis?” Was it to spend the weekend with Liberty? Hank knew he no longer had the right to care about Liberty’s affairs. He had not even divorced Jessica yet. Liberty could remarry if she wanted to. Nevertheless, he was curious. Duncan answered coldly, “Do I have to report everything I do to you, Mr. Brown? I’m a businessman. My business is widespread, scattered across many cities.” Hank was rendered speechless. Duncan was right. He was the boss of Lewis & Co. His net worth exceeded ten billion, and he had businesses in every major city. Despite his scar, injured legs, and older age, he was many times str

An obvious question since curiosity is inherent to human beings, and she's my sister. “He's someone I met, sis.” "You met this Jonathan Turner? How lucky! Beginner's luck in Dubai! The girls there must kill for a date with a guy like him!” “It's not exactly a date, Hay. We'll talk later, but just out of curiosity, what's the estimated net worth of the company?” "Well, I wrote down something around 30 billion dollars.”

For some reason, Jake had not let go of me, his hand was flat on my back now, drawing circles, and I could not deny how reassuring that felt. “As you well know, Logan Henderson was estimated by Forbes to be the richest man in New York. “He was the sole owner of Apex, the highest grossing furniture company in the country, a house in Manhattan, this one, one in Connecticut, one in the Bahamas, a private island, and seven other houses overseas, as well as a dabble of businesses here and there.

“ He looks handsome , right ? “ said Jack with a smirk . “ Yeah , I mean……..He looks handsome but a bit cold , arrogant . “ said Luna nervously but managing to keep her cool . Jack gave Luna a glass of water and both of them leaned themselves at the table at the corner , waiting for the lawyer team to finish . “ Well , if you had a company that is worth 200 billion USD , you would have the same cold attitude cause everything needs to be very professional . “ said Jack . “ 200 billion USD ? It makes sense . It’s quite a………Wait ! How much ?!!!! “ said Luna shocked when she realised the amount of money Jack said . “ That grumpy serious , arrogant , handsome and cold person is worth a total of 2

She became one of the youngest millionaires ever, and Sinister claimed he turned those millions into billions. “I came into Hemington Corp and I worked my ass off, gaining clients and investors, transforming this business into the multi-billion dollar company it is today. And how much money she thought I was worth? 10 million dollars — 10 fucking million dollars. The bitch left over 5 billion dollars to that Pebbles.” “5.98 billion dollars, to be exact.” Harrison whistled, then his phone rang. “Shit!” He switched it off. “What is it?” Sinister asked.

That was something rich people sometimes did. Having received an extra large amount of money, Hannibal happily went downstairs and found a dark corner. "Well, I said exactly what you told me to say. Mrs. Zane Senior and the elders were pleased and even gave me extra money. Here, do you want this money back, or shall I keep it?" Hannibal had counted it in the elevator; it was a lot, a five-digit number. Such a hefty sum would be enough for him to do lots of fun things. He clutched the money, really not wanting to give it back. "Mrs. Zane Senior gave it to you, so you keep it," Paxton said, taking out his phone. "I'm sending the money we promised you right now. Check your bank account."

I said to him as I combed through the length of my hair, which was partly true. Thing was, I wasn't just doing this because I'm passionate about cooking; I really wanted to do this because I've figured how much life-changing this deal could bring for me. According to what I noticed from him and from what Jett himself told me, Humphrey's a big shot here in Rehab, a government worker, and I'd imagine the amount of wealth he owned. Now imagine if a deal with him clicks he's definitely going to pay me a lot of money, probably millions or dollars.

Ken knew it was his chance to shine and take care of some potential issues. “That’s true, but the Hanbergs are still in the game. Judging by the look on their faces, they won’t be in the running for much longer.” One person changed the subject and looked in the direction of the Hanbergs. “As far as I know, their family fortune is worth just over 2 billion dollars, even if they sell their business. I think they’re asking for trouble by putting everything into it. They might just end up with nothing,” Ken uttered callously while never breaking his gaze on the father and son.