Jessica Canseco Net Worth の小説・ストーリー

"Because when you're here, the bad people stay in the dark." I tightened my grip around her small form, a dark, fierce wave of pride rushing through my veins. The Vances had thought they could reduce Jessica to a footnote, and the old corporate syndicates had assumed they could treat her brilliant mind as a commodity to be bought and sold. They were all gone now, either rotting in federal concrete or wiped completely from the global registries. As I carried Catherine back toward the main pavilion, I saw Jessica standing on the upper terrace, her ivory dress catching the golden glow of the setting African sun. She looked magnificent, a living monument to a woman who had pulled herself out of

"Look at you. You're young, you're handsome and athletic. What was I thinking?" "Jessi, you're only five years older than me. That's it. And it's never made any difference." She covered her face with her hands. "All the things I've done. Surfing, diving," she looked to him, "Key West. Oh, for God's sake, I can't believe I did that!" He took a step toward her. "What are you saying, Jessi?" "I'm saying," she hissed, "that I forgot who I was. I'm not some young bimbo, running all over and acting like a fool. I'm Jessi Crenshaw, respectable wife and mother. Successful business owner. Not some…"

Just as a Nike commercial ended, the screen shifted to a live interview with Jessica Lopez. Jessica Lopez was a household name. She’s a wildly popular author who, at just twenty-four, had become one of the wealthiest writers in the industry. Every book she released was a bestseller, and three of her novels had already been adapted into films, each one a box office hit. She was a frequent guest on talk shows and had graced the covers of numerous fashion magazines, celebrated not just for her literary talent but also for her beauty and impeccable style. Among male admirers, she was one of the most desired and admired women in the celebrity world.

"Josh, if I were you, I'd buy that damn thing just to crush it afterward. No way I'd let that bastard win." Jessica looked at Joshua with concern and spoke softly. "Josh, forget it. 60 million dollars was already expensive. 80 million dollars is far beyond what it's worth. I don't want you throwing money away because of me." Blake raised a brow. "Look at that. Jessica is helping Josh save money! What a thoughtful, virtuous woman." Jessica pursed her lips, a shy blush blooming across her delicate face. "I told you I'd get it for you. I'm getting it," Joshua said. A sharp, assured glint flashed through his eyes as he lifted his paddle with effortless grace. "90 million dollars!"

Cassidy remarked. “What do you mean?” Selena Sylvia inquired. “Miss Johnson, there’s something you may not know. You spent $750,000 to buy me a dress design proposal and another $300,000 to give Mr. Dylan Edward a chance to meet me,” Cassidy revealed, approaching Selena Sylvia, who was shorter than her, with an indifferent expression. Looking into Selena Sylvia’s disbelieving eyes, Cassidy sneered, “Thank you for your kindness.” Selena Sylvia’s face paled as she staggered, unable to believe what Cassidy had just revealed.

"This is organized crime. A criminal enterprise operating for forty years under the cover of legitimate business. RICO territory. Federal conspiracy. Money laundering. Tax evasion. The charges we can bring are extensive." "But you need Jessica to bring them," I said. "And she's gone." "We'll find her. She can't hide forever. No one can." But I wasn't so sure. Jessica had forty years to prepare escape plans. She wasn't like Shaw or Brock. She didn't act impulsively. Every move was calculated. Every contingency planned. "Look at this," Agent Park pulled up financial records on her computer. "Jade Phoenix owns stakes in sixty-three fashion brands. Sixty-three. All acquired through bankruptcy pr

“Are you trying to bribe me?” Hannah held up both hands. “Let’s not use harsh words. Just think of it as… appreciation.” Jessica added, “How much do you want? Two thousand? Five thousand?” Jessica looked her up and down, summing her networth into a few hundreds. Nurse Joy gasped, her eyes widening with disbelief. “Unbelievable! What do you think you’re trying to do?” She looked at Hannah and shook her head. “I knew you were always up to no good but I never knew it was this bad!”

Jessica began as her eyes swept through her audience until it focused on the camera, creating a telepathic connection between her and everyone who was watching. "As you all know, I am Jessica Hemsworth, wife of Justin Hemsworth. What most of you don't know is my past life before I became a wife to Justin Hemsworth but I am going to reveal all that to you all now," she forced a smile, one that almost immediately faded away and was replaced by a serious demeanor.

Lucy shrugged and said, "Stay calm. It will be Jessica's birthday in a few days, and the sales on that day will be even more astounding." "How much are we talking about?" "Last year, she made over 400,000 dollars in a single day. The owner almost wanted to kneel and thank her." Charlotte burst into laughter. Lucy took her by the arm and urged her forward, saying, "There's nothing to envy. The path she's taken isn't one that everyone can walk." Leaning closer to Charlotte's ear, Lucy lowered her voice and said, "That man who supports her has a family. I accidentally saw him at a mall."

Their attitudes toward her instantly cooled, and they showed no intention of interacting with her. Seeing this, Susan pulled Jessica over and introduced her to everyone. "Jessica is an internationally renowned fashion designer. She's very famous. "If any of you need help designing dresses, you can totally find her. She can offer you significant discounts." Several wealthy ladies nodded after hearing Susan's words. Yet they still didn't take Jessica seriously. Instead, one of them, Ariana Gillespie, unexpectedly said, "When Mrs. Hawkins mentioned designer just now, I felt like I had some impression of you."