Maria Brink Net Worth Novels & Stories

"You know what this means, right? If Declan's been funding Eric this whole time—" "Then Eric isn't a rival. He's a partner. A long-term investment." Marco nodded slowly. "Be careful, Brianna. People who find this kind of truth don't always live to tell it." He walked away. Brianna stared at the papers. At the numbers. At the truth spreading across her desk. Forty-three million euros. Twelve years. And somewhere in those older records, more waiting to be found. She worked through lunch. Through the afternoon. Through the whispers of employees who passed her desk and saw the mountain of paper.

They found that she received bribes from construction companies who wanted government projects. Marie’s most daring deal was with regards to the construction of low-cost apartments for the middle-class Lycan community. This project cost the government six million dollars, of which twenty percent went into her own pockets. The prosecution, with the court’s permission, added this to the charges against her.

she gestured to me, dismissively "You’re just a debt owner. Have you paid the remaining money you owe? I bet you haven't.... because you can't." "Yes, I once owed him a whopping sum of Thirty Million Dollars but come on, Mariah. I know you're an intelligent woman and you know that... there's no way I'd pay back. After all, my fiancé's money is now my money. For the record, I'm a billionaire and you—" I raked my eyes over her fake plastic body.

Instead, Maria had made a public move that sent shockwaves through the business world—she was marrying Luca Avancii, the self-made billionaire who had risen to the top with his own ingenuity and determination. And not only was she marrying him, but she had also stepped into the role of CHRO at SpitFire Technologies, the company Luca had built from the ground up. The scandal had been immediate, and media outlets were scrambling to cover every aspect of Maria’s transition from the quiet wife of a millionaire to the wife of the powerful leader of SpitFire. The rumors were relentless—speculations that she had cheated on Edwards with Luca, that she had been playing a long game to take over SpitFi

For a woman who was absent from business headlines until recently, her impact has been extraordinary. Marcus read the article again. Then a third time. Two million per year. Plus equity. Irreplaceable. He set down the tablet and leaned back in his chair, staring at nothing. Elena. His ex-wife. The woman he'd dismissed as a social climber who'd trapped him into marriage. The wife he'd kept hidden from business associates because she didn't fit the image he wanted to project. That woman was now making two million dollars per year as one of the most respected analysts in the industry.

She rolled her eyes. “Can you even pay me the amount I would ask? You don't look all that rich. Your bag is Gucci and it costs ten thousand dollars, I make more than that in a week, just because I don't talk or act prideful doesn't mean I can't beat you when it comes to money. Bitch!” Maria rolled her eyes before walking out.

"That girl loved you. You broke her heart. And now you want her to carry your child?" "That's exactly what I want." "Well, she said no. So it is off." Maria moved toward the door. "I appreciate the offer, Mr. Castillo, but I can't do this. If I had known about your history together, I never would have agreed in the first place." Diego pulled out his phone, tapped something then turned it toward her. "Seventy million euros." Maria stopped. "What?" "I am increasing the offer to seventy million." "Mr. Castillo-"

She deserved for the whole world to notice her. I had originally planned to approach her after the R4310 data release. But not now. It’s not the right time yet. I have nothing — no license, no freedom, not even a name of my own. Right now, I’m known as ‘Marie’s fiancé’, ‘the new CEO of Ballard Group,’ and ‘Elias Ballard’s good son.’ Not a single one of those titles is worthy of me standing before her. But it won’t be long. Marie’s father, Richard Van den Berg, is not only an oil baron but also the largest medical device distributor in the Asia-Pacific region. Once his funds are injected into the biotech company established in my name, I can activate my plan.

Liam stayed quiet while I stared at the floor, piecing everything together. “There’s someone else.” I said out loud, after much thought. Liam frowned. “What are you talking about?” “Maria doesn’t have that kind of money,” I said. “Somebody’s bankrolling her. A switz account? She’s an old lady, what does she know about owning an overseas account? What about the dead guy’s phone?” Liam shook his head. “Burner. It’ll take time.” I stood. “Keep working on it. In the meantime…”

Then he cried again, announcing, "I paid five hundred thousand dollars of Mara's gambling debt. She said she was forced to borrow money from a loan shark when her friend pressured her to gamble." He sniffed and added, "I bet that was another lie too." Adding it all up, Brian added, "I think I had spent over five million dollars already. the condo, the fucking wedding, and -" "No! No!" Suddenly, Beatrice screamed. She was howling in tears, scaring Brian altogether. With fear in her eyes, she revealed, "Brian, there is something you need to know." "What is it, dear?" Darwin asked. "Earlier, I was with Mara. She brought me to the casino," Beatrice narrated everything that happened to her. When