Justin Verlander Net Worth Novels & Stories

He hadn’t grown up rich and the 2 million dollars he’d received from the State of Florida as compensation for his unlawful incarceration wouldn’t last forever. He’d invested 1 million dollars with VI and he didn’t regret that decision. Vittori Investments had almost doubled his money in the past six months. The rest of his time was spent helping out the Road Warriors. He attended church with them when he was needed, and went on road trips and did whatever they needed him to do, but he valued his free time and didn’t spend every moment at the clubhouse.

Photos, background information, business records—Joshua had been thorough. Vincent Hayes. Age 28. CEO of Hayes Acquisitions, a company specialising in rare artefacts and historical pieces. Net worth is approximately $3 billion. Graduated from a prestigious University with degrees in Art History and Business. Reputation: impeccable. Known for his integrity and expertise in the field. No scandals. No questionable business practices. No skeletons in his closet that I could exploit. And his company was valued at around $3 trillion, putting him in the same wealth category as me. No wonder he'd been so brazen yesterday, confronting me without fear. He didn't need to be intimidated by the Whitmore

He was my owner way before he bought me for 80 million. I was his property.

Today, it felt like armor. The joint account she shared with Lucas held **$1.27 million**—hard-earned commissions from her years as a luxury brand strategist, not his tech fortune. In her past life, he’d frozen it the second he suspected she knew about **Luna**, leaving her begging for groceries while he showered his mistress with **Cartier**. This time, she’d beat him to the punch.

He was the man from last night—the one who nearly took me away. He stood calmly in front of a swarm of reporters, his face as stern as ever. His sharp eyes and chiseled jaw gave him an aura of power and arrogance. He spoke with authority, every syllable drawing me in, my eyes glued to his striking face. Adrian Foster—the CEO of the Foster Group. Possessing unimaginable wealth and a mysterious identity. His net worth was estimated at over 500 billion dollars. No one could calculate his true fortune—it was simply too vast, spanning nearly the entire universe.

"It’s an honor, Ms. Hart. Lucas talks highly of you.” His voice was smooth, confident, and a little too charming. “Adrian owns Cortez Innovations,” Lucas continued proudly. “A tech company worth… what is it now? two hundred million?” Couldn't he be a billionaire at least? God needs to punish Damian and demote him from being a billionaire. Someone has to beat his net worth. “Five hundred,” Adrian corrected with a modest shrug. “But we keep that quiet so people don’t ask for handouts.” Ugh, he is too cocky. Damian is a billionaire and does not even act that way.

Even if Sally went back to G City and restarted her old business, doing a famous painting trade, and becoming an artist's manager, she would not be able to earn that much money in just half a year. Sally's father and mother, had been honest in this life, and it was impossible for her to have that much money all of a sudden. "The boss of the biggest investment company in G City, Vincent Franklin, has returned from overseas. Someone once gave him a valuation. His net worth is estimated to be tens of billions." Jessie heard the name Vincent, and it sounded familiar. He seemed to be the mysterious tycoon from G City that she had heard of before. He was a man who was willing to spend money for a

"Have you gone stupid after being in prison?" He laughed as he looked at Liam with utter disdain, "You actually have the nerve to say something like that? Do you even know the scale of Lloyd Group now? "Since they partnered with the Verdant Harvest Charity Foundation, the valuation of Lloyd Group has already exceeded five billion! "And you, a worthless failure, do you even understand what five billion means?" He looked at Liam with extreme contempt, "Forget about Lloyd Group! Even just my family’s business is beyond what you could achieve in ten lifetimes, even if you didn’t eat or drink!"

Chapter Seventy—Retribution He needed a deep shave, from the stubble which had magically appeared on his jawline. He staggered towards the bar area and grabbed another bottle of brandy, the empty one already discarded with shards of glass all over the floor. The once ever indomitable Justin Santiago, CEO of SAN limited and the first under thirty year old to make it to the Forbes billionaire’s list, now a depressed and heartbroken loser.