Lauren London Net Worth Novels & Stories

The document was a list of all the properties, land, shops, cars, and private planes that Newton intended to give to Lauren. To their surprise, a small portion of the Beckett Group's shares was included too! The most valuable thing on this list was the shares. Beckett Group's current business performance was unbeatable. Just by owning the shares, Lauren would receive a considerable annual dividend! "Wow… Lauren is going to be rich!" Alyssa licked her lips in admiration. "I know who to go to if I ever become poor in the future!" "You have me. Would I make you live in poverty?"

"Check your phone before you open your mouth." Her phone buzzed, and a man's voice roared through, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Lauren, you liar! You said you were an heiress and promised me a permanent job if I helped you control that woman. Now my mentor has kicked me out. What the hell is going on?" Lauren's bravado collapsed. She crumpled to the ground, screaming, "No! My dad is the richest man! I'm an heiress!" She paused, glaring at me with a manic grin. She pointed at Steven and growled, "Your last name is Miller, and hers is Sargent. How is she your daughter?"

“And yet, here you are. Eating his food and sleeping in his bed. You take whatever scraps a powerful man tosses your way, don't you? You smile, look pretty, and hope he keeps you around long enough to buy you a better life.” She lowered her voice to a deadly hiss. “But let me be very clear, you little slut. My son is marrying Madison Baker. That marriage comes with a fifty-billion-dollar merger that defines the future of the Moore name. And you?” She looked Lauren up and down one last time. “You come with nothing. You are absolutely worthless.” Lauren felt as if the room was tilted and the floor swayed beneath her feet; she felt extremely dizzy and had to clutch the back of the chair to keep

she had already took some of her jwellery that was given by her dad. she went to the jwellery shop... "How much is it worth?" Lauren handed the diamond bracelet over to the shopkeeper "How much is it worth?" Lauren didn't have time to wait and impatiently asked. " Fifty thousand." The owner said that " So little?" Mr , are you trying to trick me? " Lauren asked in disbelief. Lauren was in a hurry to leave. She was afraid that Dominic would find her, so she sold the diamond bracelet at the price of fifty thousand.

“Shut up, Jake.” “How much is he paying you?” “Nothing!” “Wrong answer.” Jake leaned in close. “If you’re the billionaire’s wife now, that means you have his money. You have access to his accounts. And I want a cut.” “What?” “You heard me. I want a massive sum of money, Lauren.” “Are you insane? I don’t have access to his accounts. I don't know his passwords. I don't even know where he banks!” “Figure it out.”

That irritated me even more. Men like him always looked composed while women drowned beside them. Finally, he spoke and repeated his name for me to assimilate again. “My name is Declan Laurent.” The name hit me instantly. My breath caught. Everybody knew the Laurent family. In Washington, the Laurents weren’t just rich. They were untouchable. Old money. Political connections. Corporate power that stretched across industries. Hotels, tech, real estate, investments…everywhere. And Declan Laurent? People talked about him like some cold myth wrapped in expensive suits and billion-dollar deals.

Leena's POV “Miss. Leena, are you sure about your decision?” Attorney Lawrence asked me seriously. “Yes, I want this.” I nodded my head with certainty. “Relocating to London will only accumulate more tax and funds. Looking at your account, you have less than $15,000.” He complained sadly. “That's not a problem, I will pay up all my debt, Lawrence. I want you to secure a good apartment for me in London.” I urged him calmly.

Genevieve Laurent, the former owner of Elan Luxe, stood beside her with an amused smirk, looking completely unbothered. She was effortlessly elegant, dressed in a form-fitting Balmain suit, her long, honey-blonde hair cascading over one shoulder in soft waves. A 26-year-old model, heir to a luxury goods empire, she had started Élan Luxe as a casual project and it had quickly become one of the elite hotspot in 2 years generating millions of dollars in revenue for her yearly, it was merely something to do before she eventually took over her family’s billion-dollar company but had grown to become more. For her, selling it wasn’t a loss. It was still a small, insignificant transaction compared t

Keisha looked down at her own chest, then thought about Lauren's figure, her face full of contempt. "With her base? At most, she'll be able to fake a C." Keisha was an E. Ray burst into laughter. Lauren had received a 500-thousand-dollar settlement from Zac's wife's family. After compensating him 205,000 and adding her savings, she definitely had around 295,000 dollars in hand. But throwing that into the bottomless pit of plastic surgery? That money would disappear fast. He looked forward to the day Lauren became penniless and finally realized she'd been fooled by him.

“Wow. Do I need to curtsy?” Everyone around me laughed, including Estelle, Linden’s wife, Sadie, Cendric’s wife, whom I followed on I*******m. Of course, I already met Adley. I’ve watched London Striker’s wife, on the internet, who owns a ready-to-wear clothing brand, London Hester. And they were all billionaires. Damn. I wished I could vanish right now. If this floor had a hole, it could swallow me now. I didn’t care.