Heather Mack Net Worth Novels & Stories

I wish he was here to see how far I have gone, I wish he could see that I fulfilled his dying wish. But Mason was right, I make a very good Heiress, and my father will always remain a proud dad because today marks a year since I became CEO of white nova robotics. Nova was my second name, and my dad had made sure to name his achievement after him like he knew one day it would be mine. I looked down at my hands, the diamond ring on my finger sparkled under the light of the stars and moon. It felt heavy because it cost a fortune and Mason had given it to me.

Heather's POV "Casey! What are you doing here?" Heather asks with surprise as she opens her door. She had not expected to see Casey today. Heather has been completely focused on tracking the years of embezzlement to determine how much money has been stolen. She also hoped to find something to indicate where the money has been going all these years to see if she can tie it to Liam and his criminal activities. "I had breakfast with Meredith. It was terrible and I hated every second of it. When I was leaving the restaurant I realized I needed to see you," Casey says as he enters her apartment and pulls her to him.

Chloe’s expression was stunned. Meanwhile, Heather’s eyes widened. With an envious look, she smiled and said, “Sis, did you hear that? Your family is going to be rich! Bear two children, and you have seven hundred thousand dollars in total… Chloe, why don’t you hurry and sit down, let Mr. Hunter put on the necklace for you? Oh my, you two are perfect for each other! Once you’ve become Mrs. Hunter in the future, you’d become a rich wife and your status would be higher than ever!” Heather’s words made Chad feel more arrogant.

"Please, I'm begging you. Help me." I sighed heavily and finally looked down at her. "What do you want, Margaret?" "It's your sister," she said, tears streaming down her face. "She's very sick." I felt my jaw clench with anger. "I don't have a sister." Margaret nodded quickly. "Sorry, sorry. My daughter. My daughter is sick, and we need ten million dollars to treat her. Our company is not doing well, and we don't have the money." I smiled bitterly and shook my head. Of course. I should have known. She didn't come here because she cared about me or wanted to have a relationship. She came because she needed money.

Hearing Amanda's words, they interpreted it as her having disdain for them. "Very well then! I'll step down from the board. Miss Amanda, kindly repurchase my 15% shares!" Mr. Philip declared. Upon hearing this, Amanda's heart sank. Purchasing back their combined 15% would cost her around $200 million, and with both Mr. Philip and Aunty Hannah wanting to withdraw, it amounted to a staggering $400 million. However, the Terry Company's accounts held less than $10 million. Purchasing back Mr. Philip and Aunty Hannah’s shares seemed impossible for Amanda. Though she had the $100 million that Dickson had given her, it was just sufficient for Patrick’s shares. The prospect seemed grim.

Beth yelled. “We think so,” Heath said. “Well you told me in Vegas that she had a big crush on Eve, that explains why they wanted to keep her,” Beth said. Fuck!! I’d almost totally forgotten that Haven did really like Eve. Son of a bitch! “Why the hell would Haven do this, I gave her like $300k to start her business, she paid it back within a couple years, she’s making a killing there,” I said. “Mick get me all her financials,” Heath said.

"Ella will beg for me to take her back. She'll beg to come home with me. I know it." As the meeting concludes, I notice a thunderstorm brewing outside the office and make my way out to Miss Cates. "Please contact Ella Reina, the woman who was in here earlier," I start, trying to act nonchalant with my secretary. "I'm going to find her some property and send a check." A check that's fifty million dollars should be enough. She'll be back in no time. "Mr. Wickham," the woman starts, wringing her hands repeatedly. "She left with another man today."

Heather had borrowed some money from a few friends, but she'd still been short on approximately ten thousand dollars. Macey had been on her back for the money. Left with no choice, Heather had sold herself to get the money. She unlocked her phone and checked her bank account. A trace of shame flashed in her eyes when she saw the 20 thousand dollars she'd received not too long ago. She set aside her feelings as she quickly transferred the money to Macey's account. After that, she stared dazedly at the rain. Heather had heard that Whitney's heart condition needed her to undergo a heart transplant surgery. She'd done some research and found that these surgeries generally cost a million dollars

Heather’s straightforward attitude was almost nerve wracking, especially for Blake’s subordinates. The flabbergasted look on their faces elicited from her a satisfied smile. “This is also why Director Blake has been travelling to Europe. However, as a family who have our roots in Bradfort City, of course the Langstons would like to improve our century-old company.” The ups and downs in Heather’s words left them hanging. It was as if they were on a roller-coaster ride, and Heather might surprise them with anything at the next instant. “I have a doctorate in economics in which I achieved outstanding performances in both its theoretical and practical aspects.” The look she wore when she was non

I asked, my voice shaky. Heather sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Victoria," she began, "Victoria and I made a little deal with each other. She offered me a million Dollars.All I had to do was keep an eye on you. She knew you wouldn't be able to keep your mouth shut. And she was right."