Henry Lockwood Net Worth Novels & Stories

Judging from the heated stare he exchanges with Henry, Baze definitely has a bone to pick with my scum bag of a father. “Ten billion dollars!” Henry crows, his face tight with strain. “Fifteen billion!” “Thirty billion!” Thirty billion? Judging from the uneasiness in Claire’s eyes, even she knows that Henry is pushing it. His surviving businesses have been on a rapid decline these past few days. There’s no way in hell he can afford to pay thirty billion dollars for a property without going completely bankrupt. But I know Henry Montessori all too well. And he doesn't like to lose.

Zoe lowered her head and stared at the cheque. Disasters befell her family last year. Someone pressed charges against her older brother and he was detained. The sudden onset of her father’s illness meant they were bleeding more than a hundred thousand dollars every month. Her stepmom, Mia, grumbled about how she should’ve gotten more money from Mason every time she went back. “Mason’s the director of Lockwood Pharmaceutical Group. His net worth is more than hundreds of billions of dollars. You’re his wife. Doesn’t that mean his money’s as good as yours?”

"Yeah, I'll give you guys the money you've worked for these days." Henry went around and saw where he needed to fix, where he needed to pay attention to do a little better before he turned around and went home. On the way, some people looked at Henry's tall figure but did not dare to look long. The fact that Henry's parents have been rumored for a few days and Henry has not taken any action shows how he does not care about the other family member. "It's true that you can't see it, now that Henry has become so rich."

"How were you awake?" I lowered my voice. "You really thought I wouldn't notice the sleeping pills in the milk?" Henry's face went even paler, if that was possible. "And did you know," I went on, "that the money you took was maybe one percent of what's in my accounts?" I pulled up my lottery winnings account and let him see the balance. His eyes practically popped out. "You... how do you have that much money?!" "The day I told you I was closing the restaurant? Yeah, I'd just won eight million in the lottery."

The prerequisite was that one had to be capable. Tyr stood up and patted Henry on the shoulder to show his approval. “Hey Henry, how much is your Walker Technologies worth on the market?” Startled, Henry answered, “Currently, about three billion dollars.” “Okay.” Tyr nodded briefly. “I know that other than new media, you’re also engaged in many other online business channels. This new media company of yours is only a foundation while the other businesses are your real source of income.” “That’s right, Brother Tyr.”

“Henry Walker! My brother’s name is Henry Walker. He’s the one who founded Woody Inc. in Surstate. I know you remember him!” Deirdre’s face turned cold as the woman continued to sob. “He’s now locked in jail, and no one can help him out or bail him! My brother said it’s because he accidentally offended you, Miss McKinnon, and that… this was all Mr. Brendan Brighthall’s revenge…” She threw her arms around Deirdre’s thighs. “Please, Miss McKinnon! My parents are sick, and he’s their only son! I'm sure the news will give them a nervous breakdown! Our family will be ruined!”

My hand covered my face as I tried to steady my breathing, but my chest ached with disgust—disgust at him, and at myself. Then he said it. “He has 30 million dollars.” My head snapped up. My eyes widened, disbelief flooding through me. “What?” Henry smirked. “It turns out Noah wired some money to his slush fund account. On top of that, he even has over 10 million dollars under his mother’s name that has now been transferred to him.” I felt the world tilt beneath me. My knees weakened as if they could no longer hold me up. My heart dropped like a stone.

DID YOU HEAR? HANNAH New York's most eligible billionaire put a ring on it. But you'll never guess on who... No, really, you won't. Because even I've never heard of Hannah Lockwood. Photographs of Damien down on one knee amidst tech royalty in the Bass' family ballroom are zipping across cyberspace faster than the speed of light. And yet, no one's sent me a single tip regarding his young personal assistant or the Lockwoods.

Keeping the cup down, she stares at the news with her eyes wide in shock. Her pictures was there on the front page. The pictures of the shoot that day...their wedding and some others which were taken randomly. She grabs the remote and puts on a news channel , to only get up from her seat and stare at the lady blankly. "The youngest billionaire in town , the only heir of Lockwood industries. Ethan Lockwood ties knots with a sansational beauty." "Mrs Vivian Lockwood. His beautiful wife is none other than the step child of the infamous business tycoon Roman Klein."

Noah asked. Zion shook his head. "The man wasn't at home. His grandmother said he hasn't been home for many days, and only came back during the day to ask her for money. But I found out his name is Henry. I asked someone else, and they said they saw him buying things and spending a lot of money. He said he's very rich now." Noah snorted. "Old Nick, it seems he's really helping Rita."