Linda Evans Net Worth Novels & Stories

Dinah asked. "To expand his business," Linda replied. "Our company has its own legal department and established relationships with law firms. What can he achieve by coming here?" "Focus on work, not small talk." Linda gave Dinah a significant look. "Or better yet, go inside and ask him yourself." Dinah was speechless. "I'm going to get ready for the meeting," Linda said, leaving with an air of detachment. Dinah rolled her eyes and vented to Clark about Linda. "I was just asking casually. She's always so serious. How can she not be curious? Mr. Evans showing up uninvited must mean something's behind it."

“Linda, can you come in for a sec?” She appeared almost instantly, tablet in hand. “I need a list of potential investors,” I said, rubbing my temples. Linda’s brow arched, curiosity filling in her eyes. “Is this about Evosphere?” “No,” I said firmly. “Just… preparing for the future. Can you pull a list together?” “On it,” she said, tapping her tablet. “Give me a few minutes.”

Every movement she made exuded grace and confidence, as if she were a queen walking among her subjects. As the woman drew closer, Eva felt a wave of recognition wash over her. Linda had just been addressed as "Linda Williams!" Miss Emma's voice carried a subtle tone of concern as she addressed Linda once again. The formality of her address seemed to reflect a deeper connection between them, a familiarity that hinted at a shared history. Linda, however, responded with a gentle smile, breaking through the formality and showing a more personal side to their interaction.

“What do you think will happen when I hand all that evidence over to the police?” Linda's heart thundered in her chest, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to let her anxiety show as she glared at Karen. “You wouldn't dare.” “Wouldn't I?” Karen scoffed, looking unfazed. “I have evidence in my hands that can destroy you. Your reign over me is over, Linda Miller. And just to be clear, the 2 billion you demanded for Henry to invest in your failing fashion house is off the table. Now, I’m the one calling the shots.”

"Aria... I'm sorry." I couldn't help it. I laughed. It was just so absurd, so obviously insincere. "Right," I said. "And what is it you want, Linda?" Linda flushed. "I... I was hoping I could sit with you guys for a while." "Absolutely not," Evelyn said firmly. "You've said your piece. Now please leave.” Linda didn't budge. She played with her hands, clearly working up to something. "Actually," she said hesitantly, "I was hoping you could do me a favour, Evelyn."

How did he look, as she interrupted me? Will you just let me finish, I replied. Okay, continue then, I’m sorry just anxious, that is all. Oh, I can see that I mentioned to her. Anyway, have you heard of the company Evans Inc? Oh my goodness, yes I certainly have, they own several jewelry stores and a couple of car dealerships. Yes, that is him, Shane Evans the Multi-Billionaire.

"Nope. Better. Davis Corporation." Leeann's jaw dropped. "Are you serious?!" "Dead serious. Starting at $250K." Leeann groaned and glanced at the pile of unfinished business cards. "I guess that means drinks are on me." Eva winked. "I'll take tequila and redemption, please." As she walked back to her office, contract in hand and a check sent to the past, Eva felt a calm she hadn't known in years. She had come full circle, only this time, with her head high and her heart whole.

Suzanne’s pov: The dining room table was covered in maps, laptops, scattered printouts, and half-drunk cups of coffee. Outside, the sky was still a soft bruised purple, the sun barely peeking above the horizon, but inside this house, war was already underway. Ford leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his usual calm now coated in disbelief. “You’re telling me Linda’s been running an international laundering ring through fake charities?” “Yes,” I said, my voice low, but sure. “She’s evicted children, bribed officials, funnelled money through shell companies, and built a house of cards with bloodstained mortar.”

They were the worst mistake I will never make again. “Haven’t you heard about it? A lot has gone wrong recently between Miguel and Linda!” Olivia spat coldly. “Has she delivered?” I deliberately asked, knowing fully well her month is not yet ripe. “Not at all,” she responded quickly. And she began to pour out. “Linda was on call with Elvis. On that faithful day.” “Hello, Elvis,” Linda spoke calmly. “Check behind those bookshelves, and you would see 25 thousand dollars wrapped in a brown envelope. “Get the money and start making the necessary preparations. Linda poured.

Eva replied causally like she just said what she ate in the morning. Mia looked at her with widened eyes and mouth agape, she couldn't believe that Miss Lilly was Eva’s personal designer. Miss Lilly was a world-class designer who was known all over the world for her amazing and breathtaking designs. She designs most celebrity clothes and her clothes are highly expensive, one clothes can cost the money you can use to buy a whole estate. Her brand was the most popular brand in the world. Wow, just how much does Lovato's family have if they can afford to have a whole Miss Lilly as a personal designer, Mia thought.