Jane Asher Net Worth Novels & Stories

She asked, turning to the assistant. "It's Jane, my Lady" she said with a smile, feeling happy. Aurelia had made purchases worth twenty million dollars so far, and she's still just starting. The commission she will receive filled her with so much joy and brightened her mood. Even after sharing it with the senior assistant that joined her to attend to Aurelia, it will still be big money.

Then, he took his wallet out from his pocket before he walked towards the front desk to pay for his room. After that, the group of beautiful girls looked at Jane with an envious expression on their face as they said, “Jane, do you know Mr. Lewis too?” Jane nodded arrogantly as she said, “Of course, we all started working here after graduating from college. What’s the point of working as a receptionist here if we don’t actually try to get to know more rich people like Mr. Lewis?” “Did you see the coquettish woman in his arms just now? She is a second-rated actress…Mr. Lewis’ family is focused on the real estate business and their family has a net worth of more than two billion dollars!”

•CECILIA• Text: “Five million dollars withdrawn from account.” “Ugh, what are you doing now, Asher?” I groaned, packing my clothes after trying multiple times to call him with no avail. I had to find a safe hiding place, or the police would come for me at any moment. Jane’s death was on my hands. Sighing, I called Xavier, and when he picked up, I sat on the edge of the bed and spoke with him.

"Jane. Or Sandra. Or someone Jane hired." "And why would Jane want to frame you?" "Because she wants Christian back." "I see. And you think Jane is smart enough to create fake audio evidence?" "Jane is richer than anyone knows. She could afford to hire people." "Richer than anyone knows?" I realized I'd made a mistake. "I mean... I think Jane has more money than she lets on." "How much money?" "I don't know. Maybe millions." "And how do you know this?" "I... I heard rumors."

Word had it that the Winters’ family’s fortune had a net worth of one hundred billion, making them one of the richest families in the world. “Hello Portia,” came Jane’s meek reply and she offered a handshake to his stepmother. But one look at Jane’s chipped nails and a dangerous smile appeared on the woman’s face. “Where’d you find her Daniel? The slums?” she jeered and to Jane, she said,” How much did he pay you?” He felt Jane tense and quickly tightened his grip on her shoulder, suddenly feeling very protective of her. Glaring at the stepmother, Daniel seethed and clenched his jaw. He had a feeling the woman would be doing some digging into Jane’s background soon.

She wasn’t enough; she was inadequate as a woman. It had been a difficult week. Jane was pissed at her because Ash opted out of the date, and George was furious when she asked for a rain check. The thought of dating only made her cringe. She wasn’t ready for another rejection neither did she want to be used. She brought Ash’s gift with her to work, she wanted to give it back to Joe. She was going to insist on it and if he wouldn’t take it, she would either pawn it or give it to Jane. If Ash thought she was an annoying little girl, Jane would be a thorn in his ass.

The poor guy was bending over backward to make me happy—financially, emotionally, and, unfortunately for him, physically. Bless his naive heart; he had no clue my wolf cringed whenever he brushed against me. I drank wolfsbane daily to numb the disgust and tolerate his advances whenever he asked for sex. Yet, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the power his desperation gave me. Watching him try so hard for someone who couldn’t care less was entertaining. It wasn’t until I officially became queen that I realized the extent of Asher’s wealth. Gold mines, oil exports to countless tribes, lands that seemed to go on forever—he was more than a king; he was a walking treasure chest.

A hundred million dollars or even a billion dollars wouldn't be enough, because love was priceless. Back then, hearing her say things like that made me laugh out loud. Now, the hands that she once said were worth far more than a billion dollars were as worthless as weeds—just like our marriage was. Ashley couldn't believe I'd be willing to divorce her. She was the CEO of Weston Group, after all. She was convinced I was just lying in the hospital pretending to be sick and playing the victim. After I was discharged, I moved out of her family estate and rented a place near the orphanage.

Jane had a strong desire to shop and kept dragging me around. She said she had finally resigned and wanted to treat herself after working like an ox and horse for four years. "Look, isn't that the bitch?" When we passed by a luxury goods counter, she suddenly pointed inside. I glanced involuntarily. "It's her." She was holding a purse worth hundreds of thousands, comparing it on herself, presumably planning to buy it. Ryan was always generous towards her. I wasn't interested in watching further and pulled Jane to leave. Jane squinted her eyes and grabbed me, hiding us behind a pillar!

Asher asked coldly, already losing his patience. "I'm sorry, Sir... This is a very rare jade bangle. Blue jades are rare to find... Do you want to sell it? You could earn twenty-five million dollars from this," the young lady said as she examined the jade, and Asher raised his eyebrows. How did Ashley get that kind of jade? Where did she get it? Who gave it to her? He asked himself. "Sir, do you consider selling it?" The young lady asked again, but Asher tucked his hands inside his pockets.