J.b. Holmes Net Worth Novels & Stories

He dealt in profit. I had to offer him something. I pulled my phone out and looked up his name. Julian Thorne. CEO of Thorne Enterprises. Net worth: 15 billion. There were pictures of him. He was forty-three now. In the pictures he looked harder than I remembered, his beard neatly trimmed and dark brown at the sides, his hair silver and thick, his eyes the color of the ocean in winter. He looked dangerous. I scrolled down, and there was an article from yesterday.

Yael handed her a pen and instructed, "Sign in every page, Miss Hayes, and then the last page, then after." Lisa thought back to her research of Kaleb a few days back. Kaleb's estimated net worth was around forty billion dollars, and that did not even include the assets of his parents, his siblings, and the company. Last she heard was that Kaleb was now the new CEO of The Diamond Hotels. Was she really going to settle for a mere hundred thousand dollars?

"We've been trying to get money from Jane Walton for months. She hasn't cooperated." "Forget the money. I want her ruined. Her business destroyed. Her reputation in shambles." "That's... ambitious." "I can pay you well for it." "How well?" "Two million dollars." The man smiled. "That's more reasonable than your previous offers." "And I can give you something else." "What?" "Information. About the Holmes family business. About their financial records." "Why would we want that?" "Because the Holmes family is worth ten times what Jane is worth. If you can blackmail them, you'll make more money than you could ever get from Jane."

Damn it. “My name is Ethan Holmes, Chloe. I am quite famous. You can see my details on the internet.” He commented causally. He didn't take me seriously. No, he didn't. He came here to humiliate me. To show me that I was nothing. Nothing. I knew Ethan Holmes, he owned the biggest company in the country. His net worth was quite high. He was a billionaire at such a young age. The internet never really has many stories about him, it was weird to see him here this way.

He was seated behind his massive mahogany desk in his heaven-like beautiful office going through the interface of a tech company he was planning to acquire to extend the JZ conglomerate. Five years ago, JZ conglomerate was established and it strucked the world like a storm, even the Governments and corporations alike trembled at the mention of its name, aware that the conglomerates influence could make or break empire's. Who didn't know about JZ? Its net worth spanning over a trillion dollar and one of a kind to exist, and to think that the owner of such conglomerate was a 20 year old Jared. Extremely terrifying.

CALEB Three AM. I hadn't slept, I couldn't. The kids were finally settled at Eleanor's house with armed security outside and panic buttons installed. Everything we could manage in six hours. Still not enough. Never enough when someone photographed your children. I sat at my laptop researching Harrison Blackwood. I needed to know everything about the man threatening my family. What I found froze my blood. Harrison Blackwood. Age 58. Net worth $15 billion. Tech industry titan, self-made after his father's company was destroyed. Destroyed by my grandfather in 1987.

She sat at the kitchen table, opened her laptop, and typed his name into a search bar. Julius Sterling. Hundreds of results appeared instantly. Articles. Interviews. Business magazines. Financial journals. Photographs. More photographs. She clicked the first result. Then another. And another. Within an hour, she had learned more about Julius Sterling than she ever wanted to know. Thirty-four years old. CEO of Sterling Holdings. Estimated net worth measured in billions. Consistently listed among the most influential business leaders in the country. Educated at elite institutions. Known for restructuring struggling companies and turning them profitable within months.

He climbed down from the chair by the window and quickly returned to his room to open his computer. His chubby little hands swiftly typed in some keywords on the keyboard. Due to limited information, he worried it would take a while to find the face he wanted to see. However, reality proved him wrong. After entering "Halsey" and "wealthy person," the first result that popped up on the page was the handsome man he had just seen. Wythe paused for a second, then earnestly began to read the man's biography. Lambert, male, 30 years old, unmarried, CEO of Universal International Group, ranked in the top three on the world's rich list, with a personal wealth of up to $60 billion...

As Amy just described Azariah, who up till now Rachel didn't really notice how he was dressed or how much he had been staring their way. "Oh shit, Amy, that's Azariah the son of Azariah Olly, the greatest real estateman in the united states and neighboring countries, He is the guy who got the 360 million contract for his Dad in Dubai on their vacation and till date no one knows how he did it, he's very persuasive, relentless and doesn't give two shits about the law because the fuck is the law to a twenty four year old with a staggering networth of 1.97 billion dollars, plus anything he wants he gets," Rachel filled Amy in, sneaking a peak at him and he was still looking their way smiling wit

For some reason, Jake had not let go of me, his hand was flat on my back now, drawing circles, and I could not deny how reassuring that felt. “As you well know, Logan Henderson was estimated by Forbes to be the richest man in New York. “He was the sole owner of Apex, the highest grossing furniture company in the country, a house in Manhattan, this one, one in Connecticut, one in the Bahamas, a private island, and seven other houses overseas, as well as a dabble of businesses here and there.