Isabelle Fuhrman Net Worth Novels & Stories

They shook hands. There was an empty seat beside Isla, and Damien occupied it. He could feel the inner distress on Isla’s face, which made him smile. “I’m guessing you two are the only ones in our friend group who don’t know each other, so let me introduce you,” Callista said cheerfully. “Damien, this is Isla Khan, she’s the owner of this hotel and many other businesses, but she’s more known for her amazing jewelry. Isla, this is Damien Da Silva, he’s a model, brand ambassador for huge brands, and, you may not know, the owner of a private company, The Blue Flame Stone.”

She stared at the screen, looking as though she were about to tear her own head off in pure astonishing isbelief. The multi-billionaire CEO of ESPLEN... the woman currently dominating the global financial news... was Gina Artemis?! Her husband’s first daughter? The very stepdaughter whose life she had tried her best to strip of her inheritance and tortured all while she was still living in their mansion with them. Isabella turned to her friend, noticing her sudden, deathly pale complexion, “Susan? Are you alright? Goodness, you look even more shocked than I am! I am only panicked because my son and my grandchildren seem to be absolutely crazy about her, and I had no idea she was this rich.”

she told him, then started down the stairs, hoping he would take the hint. He did follow her. “Of course. Your very young agent. How good of you to give her a start.” Which was a laugh. Isabelle might have been young, but she was absolutely brilliant and knew everyone in the business. She regularly put together shows that attracted celebrities and were covered by the New York Times. Ashley was lucky to have her. “I should leave you to your work. The sooner you’re done, the sooner we can talk dates.” He stopped at the front door. “Terrible business with that cop on your property. I hope you’re all right.”

Her mind nearly short-circuited. "Nathan, did I hear you right? We’re getting a divorce, and you want me to have a child with you?" Nathan said it with complete confidence. "I’ll give you money. I won’t shortchange you." Isabella laughed in anger. "How much?" She wanted to know how much Nathan valued their child. "One million?" Isabella almost laughed herself to death. She was worth tens of millions now. Did he really think she’d care about his one million?

He leaned closer as he asked. "How much is your money, Mr Hunt?" "$50 million… That's the price I had to pay to have you as mine, Isabella. When are you going to pay me?" Isabella hasn't recovered from the shock of being sold, now, she was astounded by the amount. It was a huge amount of money but isn't worthy of her being sold at that amount. She was so disappointed, she couldn't believe that Adams would ever do this to her. Isabella had been in love with him for ages, she had also imagined her life with him, a huge mansion in Brazil, two kids and a successful business.

the person threatened, feeling victorious as fear covered Isabelle's face. “Okay, but this is the last time you're asking for money from me, don't play with fire, or you'll get burnt,” Isabelle conceded half-heartedly. She knew very well that she depended on Liam's money because she stopped going to the agency. She couldn't let a past mistake ruin her luxurious life. “Good, send it now Isabelle, I don't want to have any doubt,” the person said, smirking at her. Isabelle pulled out her phone as she transferred the money.

However, if you dared to get on her bad side, she would make sure you got what you deserved. There had been several stars who tried to usurp her place, but it did not work out well for any of them. Max admired and respected her very much, he was also wary of offending her. He smiled sheepishly at Isabel after. Isabel fell into a pensive silence, then she probed. "How much is he investing?” Max shaped the figure with his fingers. Isabel's eyes glowed up. One hundred million! Certainly a hefty investment. "Okay, I'll go." She readily agreed.

“You what? She… But… But you only eat food from the restaurant.” He knew how picky his boss was with food. He only ever ate food from one restaurant. To imagine that he had eaten breakfast prepared by his new wife… “Stop gawking and help me clean up,” Jacob admonished. “I have somewhere to be soon.” *** Isabelle had only one agenda for her visit home; to get the money for Ruth’s treatment. She was already planning on how after getting the money, she would go straight to the hospital to see that Ruth’s treatment began right away.

"You never did. You loved what I could give you. What my name meant. What my money could buy." Isabella's expression flickered—just for a moment—before settling back into wounded innocence. "That's not true." "Let me save you the trouble of lying." Xander set down his glass, fixing her with a gaze that had frozen stronger people than Isabella Rossi. "I know exactly why you're back. My net worth tripled last year. My company just acquired three of your father's biggest competitors. I'm more powerful now than I was when you left—and you left because you thought my star was fading. You were wrong. Now you want back in."

Dominic stared at him, speechless. "Mr. Fleming, get some good rest. I'll be heading out!" Isaac showed no embarrassment at all. He laughed, turned around, and hurried off. As soon as he left, Jewel burst out laughing. Dominic turned to look at her. She laughed until she nearly ran out of breath. "Isaac Moore's net worth is over a billion dollars. I guess it's true that seeing is believing." "Who would've thought," Dominic said helplessly. "Now that I think about it, I didn't expect you to have connections like this either. First Ms. Palmer, then Mr. Moore from Amaze Construction. Why is it that all of them address you so formally?" Jewel asked once she caught her breath.