Lauren London Net Worth Novels & Stories

“So you’re saying that you’re just going to give City Salon to him? Why?” Hailey replied, “Why not? I want to and I’d like to, so what’s it to you anyway?” Claire asked, “Are you his sugar mommy?” Smack! Hailey slapped her again. Her voice was cold. “You really do have mouth of a b*tch, huh? Are you deaf? I just said that Alex is my godbrother! His mother, Brittany, is my godmother! My godmother had single handedly built Lush Cosmetics and made it trend across the whole country! I’m sure that it would trend across the whole world in time too! Our profits start from at least 100 million! We would definitely have a working capital of 100 billion within a year.

"Well, she called again today and let's just say she made a pretty persuasive offer..." After a long pause, I said impatiently, "So are you going to tell me what it is?" "She wants to go into p**n," Lauren said as I tried my best to look shocked. "And she wants to use you for a demo tape." Even though I knew what was coming, it was still shocking to hear it. And I wasn't really sure how to react without getting in trouble, so I just didn't say anything. Luckily, Lauren kept talking. "She said she'd give us a portion of her earnings - like, maybe over ten grand if she does well. We could really use the money..." she said, trailing off.

Sighing in relief, she called out to her. “Oh, here you are. What are you doing here alone?” Claire asked. “Well, I was trying to figure out my way to the kitchen to meet Grandma on her request.” She replied. “I’ll take you there.” “Thank you.” Lauren said. She was beginning to like Claire. Claire smiled, “It must feel great, right?” Lauren was confused, “Excuse me?” “Bearing the title of the wife of the most powerful man on planet Earth. it feels absolutely good having hundreds of staff at your command. Not to talk of swimming in money.”

Was he scared that I would uncover something? “Mr Laurent, may I ask you something?” I questioned, crossing my arms. He didn't respond to me but I went through with if anyways, “The Vale Family which is the highest earning family in the country right now has a net worth of about one billion dollars. Maybe even more. My Thorne Family has only a quarter of what the Vale Family has and where does your family stand? In the middle. The Laurents are the third most powerful and richest family in the country right now. So why did you sell your daughter to a con artist?” Mr Laurent’s jaw tightened, but he said nothing. His fingers drummed against the armrest, it was slow at first, then faster, like h

Lauren shook her head in disbelief. Who in their right mind would pay that much money for a maid? But as she read the poster's details, Lauren's eyes widened in shock. The job was with none other than billionaire CEO Damien Burlington, who was looking for a nanny for his children. Lauren hesitated for a moment before deciding to give it a shot. Lauren rushed home and feverishly completed her application. She was confident that she would get the job, which would change her life and make all of her problems disappear. But before submitting her application, she decided to call her sister Fraulein to tell her the exciting news.

"Our London office opened last week, and we already have three major clients." "What's our total revenue projection for next year?" "Twenty-eight million in consulting fees, plus twelve million in technology licensing. If we hit our targets, Phoenix-Gray Industries will clear forty million next year." Julian whistled. "And your personal net worth?" I pulled up my investment portfolio on my computer. The number still shocked me every time I saw it. "Thirty million dollars." Thirty million. Two years ago, I was nearly left penniless by Marcus. Now I had enough money to buy entire city blocks.

she stretched out her hand. “Yes, I'm Lawrence.” He grabbed her hand softly. “And this buddy here is Kieran, my….” Your assistant.” I cut him off. Lawrence narrows his eyes but remains quiet. “Yes, he is my assistant, hope you slept well.” “Yes…” she chuckled, “plus I already know his name from his passport,” she said sweetly, her torn clothes wrapped around her body, though they covered the important part of her body. Levrae Vause, that name rang a bell in my ears. Vause happens to be the top billionaire in the city. Rumor has it that he has no family at all. That he lived all his life building empires without a family.

Maybe he could provide me with information that we didn’t know. “She’s on the top of the assassination list” he answers timidly. “I already fucking know that dipshit” I spouted angrily. “Tell me something I don’t know.” I get close to him. My aura making him submit to the dominant alpha before him. He swallows. “The stakes have been raised” “What do you mean?” “The price for her head has risen from twenty million to fifty” he replies, shocking me to the core. Someone coughing that much money seriously wants Lauren dead. Which begs the question why? What is so important about Lauren that would make someone pay fifty million to have her killed?

"Yeah! Five million or we tell the press you're harboring a runaway!" Landon tilted his head, a dark, amused smirk playing on his lips. "Only five million? You're insulting her." He stepped closer, his shadow swallowing them both. "My sister is worth at least a hundred million in blood-debt alone. Tell me... how would you like to be paid? In gold... or in broken bones?"

Trisha got up and slammed her hands on the table, "Damn it, Auntie. I should have found you before Paris did. Do you have any idea who she is?" The woman scoffed, "As if I care." "Trust me, you will." Trisha took out her phone and showed her Paris' picture. "Your daughter was adopted by the Lawsons. She is now the CEO of Lawson Corporation; one of the biggest companies in the country and her net worth is above six hundred million dollars." The woman's eyes widened in shock, "What? But how is that possible?" "If you had gone on your knees and begged her, she would have definitely felt sorry for you and given you a million dollars at least. With such a huge amount of money, our lives would cha