Henry Lockwood Net Worth Novels & Stories

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.

"This lock only recognizes Ms. Christie and her boyfriend's fingerprints! You dirty beggar. Did you really think that the door would open for anyone?" He added with contempt, "With burns all over you like that? Do you think that Ms. Christie would ever choose you? The man she's marrying is a wealthy heir." Clutching my injured hand, I slowly looked up at the portrait. Henry was in an expensive custom-made suit, wearing my father's signet ring, a family heirloom. Rage ignited in my chest. Before I sponsored him, he was a nobody. He had nothing. I gave him a place to live. Let him stay in my home and had my house staff take care of him.

Hopefully, she wouldn't be barren like Octavia was, and would grant me a beautiful heir like the elders kept nagging me about. Just then, Henry gave a little unintended gasp, and I turned to him. “What?” I asked, dropping my phone. “She's Mrs. Lockwood.” “Who?” I asked, furrowing my brows. “The woman who bought our assets.” He completed, handing me his tablet. “Mrs?” I asked, still looking at him. How could it be Mrs., and not Miss? Damn… she was married? Wait… Lockwood? “Lockwood?” I asked, and looked into the picture on his tablet. There was a shot of Tristan, and a woman whose back was turned to the camera.

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."

“He’s in cuffs!” Lyra’s voice trembled, tears streaming. “It’s over? He’s done?” “Yes,” Ciara said, her voice breaking. “The evidence, it’s enough. He’s going down.” I kept firing, my heart pounding, but Henry bolted, breaking free from his ropes. “No!” I shouted, tackling him, my fists slamming into his chest. “You’re not running! Tell me about Lyra’s parents!” Henry gasped, his voice weak. “They hid money, millions from Salvatore. I helped them, but I gave them up to save myself.”

“That other guy was… one of Langston’s teammates. Parker something.” “You don’t know his last name?” She shook her head, taking another sip of her drink as he situated himself in the booth across from her. “I don’t remember. He’s an athlete. I don’t know much about sports. Why are you late? Is everything okay?” Henry blew out a hot breath and looked for a waiter, calling him over before he said, “Not really. I had a budget meeting. It didn’t go well.” The waiter was there then. Henry ordered a stiff drink and asked for the man to bring Juliet another cocktail before he turned back to face her. “I’m afraid I’m bleeding money over these stupid films. Perhaps I need to reconsider.”

Henry laughs at him while hitting his back playfully. “Yah, how did you manage that bald head? You know, I’ve dealt with thousands of people but never got successful dealing with that creepy man.” JK smiles proudly at him. “You should be proud of your brother.” Henry and Ren laugh at him. “Ow, seriously? Do you have any idea about him and his company?” “I know everything about his company. His company is one of the best diamond dealers around the world, but they have had some financial crises recently, which is why I got the chance and took it.”

But of course, that was before I met Henry. I wanted to enjoy every bit of my stay, but Adam’s aura was killing the mood. He didn’t say a word until we checked into the hotel. His hotel. Apparently, he had properties on each side of the world, and I was amazed, I admit. His name was even plastered in Forbes last year for having a net worth of seven billion. He was a workaholic and dedicated so he deserved everything he had now. The only problem was his character.