Kimberly Elise Net Worth Novels & Stories

Pamela said to her. “I don't need him.” “How do you want to handle all these at once?” Zita asked. “Santos is capable..” “That's my final decision.” Kimberlee got up. “And that's on period. Do not tell me how to live my life.” The doorbell rang. Kim went to get it but it was a letter. “I just got my first investor.” Kimberlee excited jumped back to her friends. Zita and Pamela screeched in joy. “This is big news!” Pamela grinned. “I am so happy for you!” They both hugged her.

One of them nudged the other and whispered just loud enough: “Imagine being caught like that and still showing your face here.” Sienna’s grip tightened around her coffee cup, but she forced herself to stay calm, her chest burning with humiliation. And then, as though summoned by the chaos, Elise arrived. She glided into the office not as an employee—because she wasn’t one—but as if she owned the place. Her designer heels clicked against the polished floor, her diamond earrings catching the fluorescent light, each step calculated to remind everyone of her status. Elise was not just Damon’s ex-fiancée; she was the daughter of one of the wealthiest families in the country, her fortune old and u

" She said, and everyone began to murmur, shaking their heads. Not far from them, Kimberly walked alone, her arms folded tightly over her chest, trying to block out the sting of the words she was starting to hear. She kept her head down, forcing her feet to keep moving, even as her mind spun with the intensity of what had just happened inside. She hadn’t come to be noticed. But Bryce Harrington had noticed her. And now, everyone else has too. But they weren't wrong about one thing though. Kimberly was once a top model at La Belle Agency. Her face had graced billboards and landed many deals. But she had walked away from it all — for Ryan, her ex.

Liam said he didn't want to look like a bozo by not paying her back. Kimberly waved her arm in denial to Liam's request. "No, forget it, I have more than enough money to buy a new one… I'm the richest singer ever after all." Kimberly bragged, her left hand playing with her hair. And she was right about being the richest singer, her net worth was currently at 300 million dollars, and she was only 24 years old. "Anyways, I came here to see Lana, but she is not here, do you have any idea where she might be?" Kimberly asked, looking at Liam.

It wasn’t like working at the paper paid THAT well. I mindlessly took out my phone and looked up Raymond Hill, and my eyes damn near bugged out of my head. Net worth: $42 million. My fingers moved on their own and looked up Elijah Keller. Net worth: $18 million. I quickly deleted my search history and put my phone in my pocket.

Nevertheless, he continued reading, “Mr Carlos Sebastian, 27 years old, owner of Carlix international, is suing Miss Kimberly Jones for smashing his Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail, which is worth 30 million dollars…” “30 million dollars!” I screamed, startling them both. I cared less. I gasped and covered my mouth. They both glared at me and gave that ‘are you okay’ glare. “Continue Hendrix.” Sebastian instructed. He nodded and continued reading. “Miss Kimberly Jones is meant to pay the money back or taken to court for further appeal.” He stopped. There was silence in the large mansion. My heart almost disconnected from my chest. Court? Money? Why was my life going like this?

Elissa said in a clipped tone. “I am surprised you chose to come to your ex-husband's wedding. That is quite brave of you” Kimberly snickered. She was dressed in a tight-fitting sky blue dress that reached down her ankle with a halter upper portion. She neck length hair was pampered well. She had those big teardrop earrings that were making her ear look hurtful as if they would tear off. Elissa was sure that Kimberly didn't like her. “Well, thank you,” she said with a fake smile, giving not much heed to her words.

he told me admiringly. That little guy who once never left my side had now become a knife in my chest. This change was something I never could have imagined. Why did it turn out this way? Why had the pup I'd protected and cherished become like this? I couldn't understand any of it. I ignored Elise and turned to Beth. "Mother, see? They've got plenty of people looking after them. This beautiful Ms. Goldman is just one of them." Elise was William Goldman's second daughter—some rich human businessman. Word was she might be his bastard kid with some mistress.

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.