Jessica Canseco Net Worth Novels & Stories

he asked, leaning forward. “Jessica paid them off. Both Miranda and Beatrice—$20,000 each.” “Christ!” he exclaimed, visibly shocked. “With that kind of money, she definitely had something to hide.” “Exactly! And I’m going to find out what it is.” But something wasn’t sitting right with me. “Did you know Simone and Jessica were friends?” His expression shifted, and for a moment, he seemed caught off guard. He looked down as if avoiding my gaze. “No,” he finally answered, the surprise was evident in his voice.

The Jones family who came included Jessica's parents and Victoria. By now, Diana had made a name for herself in show business. She had acted on the silver screen and was involved in some online productions. Although she was not as mainstream as heavyweight stars like Juliana, she still had some fame within the industry. And she was invited too. Some of the ladies from the Akuffo Family gathered to gossip. "Tsk tsk, Jessica's done pretty well for herself. Having famous celebrities, not bad at all! Why would they even bother to hang out with lowly people like us? For all we know, even their cat is more worth their time than we are! I heard that the Persian cat she's carrying costs 10,000 a mon

"Two people together are even more dangerous." With that, she kissed his cheek, grabbed her sandwich and juice, and ran off before he could snatch the juice away. News. "I heard Jessica resigned." "What? She gave up after just two days?" "Man, I bet on her winning!" "Wow, Candice’s combat power is terrifying. She knocked out Miss Dawson last time in L City, and this time, in just two days, she knocked out the CEO's ex-lover. Even with the chairman and his wife backing her, it still didn’t help."

5 billion? " Yes," Vera said. " Mrs Johnson is worth over $4.2 billion. She was wise to share her money to her staffs and some cancer research donation stuffs. I don't really know much about those ones but that's what she did. When she dies, you'll inherit the $2.5 billion."

What wasn't fine was the notification from my personal accountant. Liquidity Alert: Withdrawal of $5,000,000 authorized by Monica Marlowe. My sister. That leech in couture. She had drained five million from the family trust's liquid assets. And the memo attached? "Vacation property co-investment with Jessica Delaney." Jessica. My future fiancée. The woman Caleb called Screaming Witch was now manipulating my brain-dead sister, probably convincing her that buying a holiday home together would somehow pave the way for a reconciliation. The sheer audacity of these parasites...

"I'm over that rogue. I truly am. I just didn't expect him to pull the puck from the net and kill my chance to stack some real coin!" Jess’s voice was sharp, a low growl beneath the surface. Mason Carter leaned back, a lazy smirk on his face. "You've already skimmed three hundred million off the top, Jess. That’s more than enough to buy a private island," Mason said, his eyes scanning her. "So, where’s the next destination?"

According to Chris’s calculations, his personal net worth might now even be higher than Jessica’s. Even with this project which cost 2 billion, even if they hadn’t dealt with Christian before, Chris could personally cover it without shaking the Wilder Group’s finances by a single cent. This was Chris’s confidence now. So Jessica could go all in with whatever she wanted to do. Jessica wrapped her arms around Chris’s waist and rested her head on his back, listening to his strong heartbeat. “You’ll catch me, right?” she asked. “Yes. No matter if you fall or stumble, I’ll be there to catch you and not let you get hurt.”

She stretched her hand out, handing her phone to Jake. Jake’s expression turned sour as he watched the video of Jess and Fiona earlier at her launching. “You weren’t kidding? She’s really back?” Fiona sighed. “Of course, I wasn’t kidding. Do I look like Jim to you?” “I’ll take that as a lovely compliment from a sibling to another sibling,” Jim said as he stood up to watch the video that had Jake on a chokehold. “Why is she calling herself Jessica?” Jim asked. “Apparently, she claims she’s Jessica Hart, the daughter of the enigmatic billionaire Dominic Hart, which is impossible. The only rich person or thing Ella has ever come in contact with is the car I used to knock her down,” Fiona let ou

She fed Jessica, near forcing her to eat dinner, and let her cry on her shoulder some more. They were both laid on René’s bed, the older running her fingers through Jessica’s hair when her phone pinged with an alert. Venmo Hermès Santana paid you $500,000! And shortly after, it vibrated with a text. Santana my uber + your flight + a self care day for you on me I’m sorry about Kai :( Jessica But that is way too much for those three things Santana take a self care week then you deserve it after all of this

Coco said. However, after saying this, she noticed Lucas giving her a strange look. "What is it? Did I say something wrong?" she asked. "Did you just say you’ve never had that much money in your life?" Lucas asked while he smiled meaningfully. "Yeah," Coco nodded. "Do you know how much your net worth is right now?" "300 million?" she hesitated. "5 billion," Lucas said calmly. Coco was stunned. She couldn’t comprehend his words and wondered if there was some misunderstanding between them.