Jo Marie Payton Net Worth Novels & Stories

It was probably now she realized how dangerous it is to stand between me and Madell; even more, serve a monster like that brat. “W-What should I do? What should I do miss Harriet?” she begged me while crying so hard. I shoved my hand inside my pocket and brought out an envelope. “Here,” I said then threw the white envelope on her lap. Marie checked the inside and was shocked to see the money. She looked back at me, wondering where the hell did I get that bucks. Well, I am working as the chairman’s secretary for a long time. Beside, I am the heir of Wyatt corporation so spending that much to buy people is not that big deal anymore.

In fact, he could not help but suspect Javier was actually just bluffing. However, when he saw Mary Jane nod her head in all seriousness, he knew that everything was happening for real…Javier really was that extravagant! In hindsight, the net worth of the richest man in the country was approximately 32 million dollars. Plus, that amount included his company’s shares. Thus, it was not a simple task for anyone to fork out 8 billion dollars. After all, it was not something as simple as them taking out their stocks in exchange for cash. Thus, it was only at that moment that Lloyd realized just how powerful and out of his league Javier was.

The boy shrugged indifferently like before and said, “I don’t have enough money with me, but you can have my head.” “Hehe!” Jermaine laughed and analyzed, “Your head was only worth sixty-three million dollars earlier, now it’s worth 1.9 billion dollars? So this head of yours is pricier than my boss’s head.” Mr. Eye laughed. “I won’t lose anyway. People say that the God of Gambling, Jermaine Leonard, dares to gamble just about anything. Have you become a coward now?”

‘F*cking hell, Neotech’s net worth only adds up to about 6 million dollars.’ When Faye heard that, her feelings became even more tumultuous. She bit on her lip so hard that she almost drew blood! ‘That’s right, Zayn clearly had a Magpie’s Treasure Nest that’s worth 4.6 million dollars, but he just broke it. That money could’ve saved the Carters!’

Since the two babies clung to me and did not want to let me go, I asked Marie to pay the f*e and handed her the pay envelope Marcus gave me. When Marie returned, her eyes were bulging in shock. “How loaded was your ex-husband, you say?” I did not know what she meant until she handed me back the pay envelope. Curiously, I opened the flap to get the money out and was surprised at its contents. “Eight thousand dollars!” I almost cried in shock. That amount covers my monthly salary when I used to work as Briana’s assistant. It was way too much for a housekeeper’s weekly pay.

Caroline mumbled an acknowledgment and ended the call. Paige was eager for updates. "What's happening? Did you make a deal?" "I think so. Let's wait for Marie's response, and you should grab a meal first." As they chatted over the meal, they received a call back from Marie. Marie reported, "She agreed, Ms. Shenton, but..." "But what?" Caroline asked. "She mentioned it's a risky job and asked for 14,000 dollars per month." Caroline initially thought it was an exorbitant request, but the woman only sought financial compensation.

"You attempted to blow up my wife, my family, my business. Why?" Marie's mask broke; her gaze darted toward him with a pain that was not quite fake. "Because you were mine. Because everything you possesseverything she touched—was for me." Fiona's breath hitched. The boardroom had become a confessional. Jamaica's voice was absolute. "You've done enough, Marie." Marie stiffened, her hands shaking as the guards stepped forward. Then anger took over in her voice, raw and acid. "You can't do this to me!" she spat, standing so fast her chair fell behind her. "Candy is Philip's daughter! I have shares in this company you can't get rid of me!

Zara was so happy that he kissed her father. After dinner, Mr Pearson invited Payton to his study room and said, “Please serve your wife the divorce papers before the end of this week. I don’t want my daughter to be called a homewrecker. As soon as you marry my daughter, I will invest ten billion rand in your company. Should you mistreat my daughter, I will bankrupt the Phillips Group overnight.” Payton smiled broadly and replied, “Thank you, Mr Pearson. I love your daughter with all my heart. I promise to cherish her for the rest of my life. Zara is my soul mate, Sir.” Mr Pearson was happy to hear that.

Predatory. Cross family insiders suggest the marriage may be less about love and more about financial survival. "She comes from nothing," says one source. "She worked as a paralegal making barely $40,000 a year. Now she's married to a man worth $4.2 billion. Do the math." There are photos. Me serving champagne at the charity gala six months ago. My family's old house with a foreclosure sign. Dad in his wheelchair. They've weaponized our suffering. "Mara?" Diana's voice pulls me back. "Are you still there?"

That was the name he had written in the baby’s birth certificate yesterday. His lips trembled as he inched towards the crying baby. Was he dreaming? “Why is he here?” Marie swiftly put on a façade of grief, “Sweetheart, Jane insists on paying us back every single dime we spent on her before she officially cuts ties with us. I told her it wasn’t necessary but she insisted. Little Timmy will stay with us for the time being.” Her acting put Meryl Streep’s Oscar-winning performances to shame. In reality, Marie had dabbled in shares and lost a whopping five hundred grand. She would wring that bastard of a girl dry before letting her go scot-free. Things were looking up for her, she smirked.