Lucy Punch Net Worth Novels & Stories

The next day, Lucy came back glowing with triumph. She looked at me and sneered smugly. "A mistress will always be just a mistress—a nobody compared to me, Nick's future wife." As she spoke, she patted her belly. "I've got Nick's baby in here. You've got nothing. And you think you can fight me? Oh—and don't forget to pay me back. Forty thousand, right? I want the full amount transferred to me tonight. Not a cent less."

Another Lady said again. Lucy calmed down after hearing the other lady words, yes by her identity, she was the daughter of the most successful man in the whole federation, but that was not all, because few people knew that she was not really a daughter to the successful man, and funny enough, she cannot access any of the asset that belonged to the family.

She needed fresh money to fill the old gaps and, at the same time, pull you down with her. She clicked her tongue on the other end of the line. "She's using your own money to dig a hole for you, then making you grateful for it. Mr. Hatcher, Lucy is a damn genius at financial fraud." I ended the call and stared out at the sky as it slowly darkened. 37 million dollars. I'd earned that money the hard way, grinding through one case after another. Every dollar was blood and sweat. She took it, casually laundered it, and made it hers.

“This purse cost about $3,000. How could you get so much money if you didn't have a sugar daddy? Although I’m not your biological sister, and I don’t have an obligation to tell you what’s right or wrong, you should also think about your mother, right?” Lucy did not know why Elaine would come to such a conclusion. She did not want her to go back and tell her mother some nonsense, so she said, “Don't be ridiculous. I bought this purse with the money I earned myself.” “What kind of job is it?” “It’s none of your business.” Lucy flung her aside and went back into the building. Elaine followed behind her secretly, and she was slightly shocked when she saw her walking toward the branch of Soul Jew

James let out a breath, eyes filled with disappointment and contempt. “You haven’t changed a bit. Same selfish, soulless woman from eight years ago.” “You want to humiliate yourself? Fine. Tomorrow, come to my club. I’ll introduce you to some ‘resources.’” I nodded without hesitation. Lucy shot me a smug look, then clung tighter to James. “Honey, you don’t mean that, right?” she cooed. “Why not just treat the fifty grand as charity and let her have it?” “You spend more than that on a pair of shoes, and a single watch of yours is worth over five million.”

Lucy shrugged and said, "Stay calm. It will be Jessica's birthday in a few days, and the sales on that day will be even more astounding." "How much are we talking about?" "Last year, she made over 400,000 dollars in a single day. The owner almost wanted to kneel and thank her." Charlotte burst into laughter. Lucy took her by the arm and urged her forward, saying, "There's nothing to envy. The path she's taken isn't one that everyone can walk." Leaning closer to Charlotte's ear, Lucy lowered her voice and said, "That man who supports her has a family. I accidentally saw him at a mall."

"Listen up, everyone! Anyone who reclaims the gift they gave Lucy will, in return, receive 5,000 dollars in cash from me!" Everyone gawked at Beatrice like she had lost her mind, but she didn't mind. She pulled out her phone, called her husband, Rupert Payne, and had him withdraw all the money from their accounts. After that, she turned to me with a smug grin on her face. "Oh, Lucy. Don't look at me like I did you dirty. Blame yourself for taking what didn't belong to you in the first place."

Coco said. However, after saying this, she noticed Lucas giving her a strange look. "What is it? Did I say something wrong?" she asked. "Did you just say you’ve never had that much money in your life?" Lucas asked while he smiled meaningfully. "Yeah," Coco nodded. "Do you know how much your net worth is right now?" "300 million?" she hesitated. "5 billion," Lucas said calmly. Coco was stunned. She couldn’t comprehend his words and wondered if there was some misunderstanding between them.

I finally understood what made Lucy so formidable. A few years back, when she first became part of the Cooper family, she was just like me—believing that tolerating things would keep the peace. But the Coopers didn't see things the same way. They tried to take advantage of Lucy as they had with me. They thought Lucy would be an easy target, but she proved them wrong. She lost her parents as a teenager and never went to college. Even so, she had an incredible gift for business and made her first fortune with her sharp mind.

“She won’t give you any.” “She’ll give me something.” Patricia was lounging by the pool with a glass of chardonnay, sunglasses shielding her gaze. “Lucy,” she greeted without looking up. “I was wondering when you'd arrive. You wore the emerald gown. Bold choice.” Lucy didn’t sit. “You sold me into a financial war. Did you think I wouldn’t fight back?” Patricia chuckled. “Oh, you’ve found your claws. How quaint.” “Valencia is finished. We’re dissolving every thread.”