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he said matter-of-factly. Clarkson looked incredulous for a second, then a mask of complete disgust twisted his face. "That son of a bitch. How much?" "Fifty million dollars," Jonah said. "Spread over ten years. For my own studio. Complete freedom.". The figure hovered in the space between them. It was an amount that could shut anyone's doubts up, make anyone's dreams come true.

Jon answered before Mike could. “Really? Dani told me you worked for a billion dollar company," I explained. I mean, Michael wore expensive clothes but not that expensive. “Yes. My big brother here is worth a little over ten billion dollars," Jon smiled, squeezing Mike now on the shoulders. “But he doesn't like to brag about it. Most people in our company knows my face, whenever Mike goes at any of the branches, he works along with the regular workers, without letting them know he is the boss."

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?”

The pain from his wounds was intense, and he wanted to talk about something other than his injuries. "Hey, Uncle Shawn, did you hear that? Do I have to say it a third time?" Joshua shouted, "I heard you. So, what do you think you're worth?" Shawn replied. "At least... add another zero!" "Four hundred million Nautica dollars?" Joshua nodded. "Yes. I am your only son, and will take over the company for you in the future... It's quite challenging, deserving of a four hundred million dollar net worth, don't you think?"

She rose from the seat but Johnny yanked her wrist and held it to stop her from leaving. “Wait. We can talk it over…” he asked. Elena scoffed. “But let me I ask you first, why you think it’s a very important project? How much does Gabrièl Pinot pay for this assignment? Please, let me know…” Johnny released his grip on her wrist. “You know fashion business has been quite lame…” Elena inhaled. “I know.” “But tell me the number please…” she begged and seemed impatiently to hear it. Johnny bit his lips as he was hesitant to mention about it. “Ten millions.”

he said. He'd asked around and knew that Jenny was quite famous in Parrington Hospital. She must have quite a sizable income. Giving him a few hundred thousand would not be a problem for her. It was only fair that she paid him; after all, he would be giving up his son. If worse came to worst, he would never go looking for Joey again.

I asked with a smirk. “That’s a lot of money.” “Yeah, it is, but don’t be fooled. The ambulance chaser here will take a nice hefty chunk out of it. Won’t you, Jonathan?” “Oh, it’s gonna be so sweet,” Jonathan chuckled. “I don’t have to pay taxes and all that bullshit because it’s personal injury compensation, but what are you looking to score?” “Language,” Simone corrected. “I’m sorry,” I apologized promptly. “Sixty million.” “Leaving me $90,000,000.00 to net. I like it. Tell them we have a deal.”

, she adds as Jonny pecks me on the lips and takes the bag before leaving the room. Meme and I follow Jonny out the door. He grabs Melanie’s bag from the floor outside of the room she stayed in before he grabs his own bag and we continue to follow him down the stairs. He drops everything by the front door before heading into the kitchen where Bo is eating with Melanie and Stephany. We all sit down when Spin finally joins us. “Tell me something”, says Jonny to Spin. “How does a run-of-the-mill grease monkey afford all of this? When I first realized the pink diamond on Amory’s neck was an engagement ring, I never thought being a mechanic was what you did”! Spin smirks, “I own several businesse

He said "I'm so sorry bro, been so occupied with work, I'm good" I replied "How is Samantha and my god daughter Sonia ?" I asked "They're both good, Sonia's 1 year birthday is coming soon and Samantha is preparing ahead of it, she's been so busy" He said "And don't forget, you can't miss it, don't forget to come with your plus one if you don't want Mum and dad to breathe down your neck, you should try to call them sometimes they miss you" he said before the call ended.

“I think we can deduce that she never had friends she was so close with. If you are really looking for people she is close with, I believe the best fit for this is her younger brother, Jonah Sinclair.” “Now I’m invested,” Tom smiled. “Tell me about him.” “He is an aspiring musician,” she muttered. “Erm… he already has two songs to his name. I guess I shouldn’t call him aspiring.” “Right,” Tom affirmed. While pressing the keyboard, the lady continued to talk, “He looks normal on the surface. Unlike his elder sister, he doesn’t appear to be so extroverted and active on social media. I found nothing strange about him until I checked his bank records.”