Novel & Cerita How Much Did Blue Ivy Get Paid For Mufasa

“Clean sale. Full payment. No strings.” I looked at the figure again. Two billion dollars. “I kept thinking they’d change their minds,” Ivy went on. “Every call, every meeting, I was waiting for someone to pull out. But they didn’t. They agreed this morning.” I covered my mouth, my eyes burning. “Ivy… this clears everything.” She reached for my hands, squeezing them. “It clears the debt. It clears you.” A shaky laugh escaped me. “I can leave.” “Yes,” she said softly. “After tomorrow’s signature, you’re free.”

Diana was a calculative bitch, and I absolutely loved it. This plan was brilliant. Cruel, manipulative, and absolutely brilliant. No murder charges, no hitmen to pay, no risk of getting caught ordering an assassination. Just legal maneuvering, forged documents, and his ex wife playing the role of scorned wife. "How much would we need to pay this Ivy woman?" I asked. "Two million upfront," Diana stated. "Another three million once everything is finalized and we have control of Dorian's assets. Five million total, which is exactly what you already owe Don Zaza anyway."

A flamboyant mercenary who behaved more like a pirate than a legitimate mercenary laughed in Ves' face when he quoted the price. "Twenty-four million? Twenty-four fucking million?! I'd have to work my ass off for more than five years to earn back such an amount. How about giving me a break? Let's say, hm, twelve million?" Ves was immune to awkward situations by now. He could maintain his smile even when the universe was ending. "For an advance payment of twelve million credits, I can produce and deliver the mech to you within half a month. You can pay the other half once the MTA certifies my mech."

Hugo wasn't someone in the medical field, but he needed to get Bluesand to give it to Xander. His grandfather had ordered him to do so. After all, Xander was one of Dragonia's top ten healers. It went without saying why they needed to be on good terms with him. The starting price for Bluesand was 500,000 dollars, but it had now shot up to two million dollars. It had scared off a number of people, but that didn't mean everyone backed down.

"Ask her! Ask her if she took five million dollars from your mother! That was her fee! Her salary for playing the part of your adoring little puppy!" Isabella glared at my father on the floor, a cruel smile on her face. "And you, old man, you didn't know, did you? Your precious daughter got five million dollars for three years of being a 'nanny'! After paying your two million, she still has three million left!" At the mention of the number, the greedy man's eyes bulged. "Five… five million dollars?!"

The man walked closer to the stage, allowing me a full view of him. My face paled instantly, my blood running cold as familiar blue eyes bored into mine. "How much is she going for?" He asked, his eyes not leaving mine. "Five thousand dollars." The Alpha replied, I could hear the slight tremor in his voice. I couldn't fault him. Only a fool would not tremble at the sight of this man. "What's the highest amount you sold a slave?" "Fifteen million." He answered. He nodded, his voice cold, "I'll take her for one hundred and fifty million."

"Judging from the medicinal value and age… around 200 million." Sif seized him by the collar right then. "What?! 200 million?! That's impossible! You're lying!" "N-No…" Tavis shook his head, pleading. "Yes, he is." Frank nodded. "Hmph. I knew it…" Sif released Tavis and turned toward Frank, pressing urgently, "How much do you want for it?" "100 million." Frank smiled, leaving her thunderstruck. Sif collapsed on her seat and stared into thin air… Tavis actually inflated the price because he wanted to help her save face for something she bought for 3 billion dollars!

"I know something is off here. I can't place my hand on it now but I will later on. For now, Maya can take the aptitude test while you go get her uniforms and all the other things on this list." He hits a button on the laptop in front of him and the printer by his side prints something out swift as the north wind. He picks it up and stretches it out to me. I take it and run my eyes over it, before feeling my heart drop into my stomach. "Ten thousand dollars?" "We are not a cheap pack, Miss Viviene. The payment can be made to the account below." Oh my god. "I thought pack education was free?" This male raises his head to look at me and nods.

Everly said aggrievedly, holding Layla's arm. Millie bowed her head, noticing a message from Marvin on her phone. "Boss, someone wants to purchase your latest piece." Millie rested her chin on her hand and noticed that Marvin had sent another screenshot. The buyer had made an offer of 1 billion dollars. Millie was astonished by their incredible generosity. Marvin texted, "Boss, this price is very good." Millie replied, "Indeed. But I'm not planning to sell it for now." "Alright, then I'll decline the offer."

"You will not threaten or harm this doctor, no matter the outcome of the surgery. Your great-grandson has a major surgery ahead of him and he's very fragile." Ivan nodded. "Of course. I am not a monster. I wouldn't bring harm to a person who is trying to help heal my grandson. What is your second condition?" Shaun chewed her lip, trying to think fast. "You pay him two million dollars for the consultation and another five if he agrees to the surgery." Was seven million dollars too much? Would he laugh at her and then torture her for the name of the doctor? "Done." Ivan's answer was so quick she rather thought she should have asked for more. As if reading her thoughts, he added, "I will pay an