Jaimie Alexander Net Worth Novels & Stories

Alex complained, eyeing Jace. “ I'm just restless, I couldn't see Zara today. I just can't wait for tomorrow, I'll explain everything to her.” taking Alex's already brewed coffee. “ Yeah me neither, so I won't have to see all this.” “ Christ! Alex come see this” Jace increased the volume of the tv. “ Debbie Griffin, allegedly seen with multi billionaire Alexander Jefferson, picked up bridal style into his car. Rumors about her throwing her body publicly at him just for his wealth” The anchor said, pictures of the night he saved her displayed on the screen.

But Valerian remained unreadable. “Then prove it,” Alexandro said. “Help me find her.” Valerian chuckled under his breath. 'Why should I do that?" "Because you're good at it, especially you're good with pirates, smugglers, thieves, and so on," Alexandro said. 'Enough of that. You can just tell me that I'm good with people, all kinds of people," "Yes, I can say that,' Alexandro said. “I won’t join your manhunt, if that’s what you’re asking. But I will tell you this—there are others out there. Beyond my kingdom. Beyond yours. Not all creatures respect our war or our women.”

"Of course. Your best friend. Well, she didn't think her best friend's wife dying on the lawn was important enough to interrupt your precious meeting." ​Jamie reached out and grabbed my upper arm. It wasn't painful, but it sure did sting as I had just passed through a lot of pain. "You didn't die, Alexandria. You’re standing right here, throwing a tantrum because i didn't answer one phone call. You want to talk about importance? That Gala represented ten percent of our annual philanthropic branding. My reputation is built on stability. And you? You’re acting like a liability." ​"Is that all I am to you?" I yelled as my voice cracked. "A liability? A brand asset? I’m your wife! I was in a hos

She's mine. "Make it twelve million," I told Hensley. "Y-yes, Alpha Jax." Everyone looked at me as though I was insane. It was a lot of money, considering the fact that the pack hadn't one hundred percent recovered from its recent crisis. But fuck, I'd give anything to find her. "That's a lot of money," her mother said, eyes wide. "I know," I acknowledged. "One million is enough for everyone to get in," her dad added.

“You poor *sses can stay jealous of me. Hah! It’s useless even if you’re envious. You can only watch. You aren’t as lucky as I am. 80 thousand dollars! This is 80 thousand dollars! “You poor men will have to work for over a hundred months nonstop for this. I’m so rich now, I can enjoy my life, and I can start a business. I’ll be living my life happily, and you tried threatening me with being fired? “I’ll have you know that I quit! I just want to teach you both a lesson today.” Alexis felt invincible. Where did he get his confidence from? It was the 80 thousand dollars that charged him to feel indomitable in the world with that amount in hand! He then pointed at Graham. “Aren’t you the greate

The red-carpet reporters and wealthy guests quickly backed away, murmuring in confusion as they watched her pass. Beside Victoria, Alexander’s eyes widened. His arm went completely rigid beneath her hand as his gaze landed on the newcomer. For a split second, his smooth, billionaire composure cracked, showing pure, unadulterated shock. He stared at Jamie, then glanced back at Victoria, his brow furrowing as he took in the identical crimson shade, the matching backless design, and the cheap imitation jewelry. "What in the world..." Alexander muttered under his breath, his voice laced with disbelief.

He wasted no time in turning the heater on in the car to help her feel warm. "What's wrong, darling?" "My name is Jasmine. Not darling," she said without looking up. "Oh, I'm sorry. Forgive my manners. I'm Liam. Nice to meet you. So, mind telling me what the problem is?" Jasmine had fooled herself into believing that she could go without crying in the car of a stranger but once she was reminded of her sad tale, she couldn't help but break down in Liam's car. Her mind was still having a hard time adjusting to the fact that Alex had left her without saying a word. Thoughts of how stupid she must have been to actually believe that someone from his class could actually like her flooded her mind

Not out of trauma although she did have that then, but primarily, she feels then like changing environments and Paris seems as good as any other to go. As it turns out, she’s actually the richest person on the planet alive, albeit secretly; an achievement she accomplished when she hacked into Joseph’s and Jacob’s bank accounts and transferred all their funds into other accounts created and managed by her; making only one known to the world. It’s from this wealth that she’s been doing everything for the past five years. Alphatech’s board of directors, after the annoucement of Jacob’s death, put up the company for sale. In truth, the company is a money pit which only Jacob has been able to fil

Therefore, although Brock was unable to fathom Zayn’s thoughts, Zayn could read him like a book. Then, Alexandra anxiously said, “Who said he’s a gigolo? Open your d*mned eyes. He’s Zayn Larson, the chairman of Violet Vision Media Corp! He’s got a net worth of over 850 million dollars, which is much, much better than yours! So, you’re nothing more than a speck of dust compared to him!”

“…you don’t deserve to keep her.” Liam gave no reply. He simply crossed his legs again and returned to his emails, as though the entire exchange had never taken place. “Look at what you actually have,” Alex insisted, voice steady but insistent. “A beautiful, intelligent woman with her own family background, who doesn’t depend on you, who doesn’t worship you… and who, very likely, would never betray you. On top of that, she’s pregnant. You got married, Liam. Call it a contract if you want, but there’s a certificate, a family, a routine… a life happening.” He gestured broadly. “You hit the jackpot and you’re throwing it all away because of trauma you refuse to face.”