Max Thieriot Net Worth の小説・ストーリー

Seth whispers and I shut him up again with my index finger. Who budgets for an auction? Definitely not Alexander Knight, who gets everything, I mean, ever single thing he wants. "The lady can't be sol..." "57 million." I interrupt him again. I don't mind bidding till he's satisfied with the amount, because he won't get it at the end. I mean, he's definitely not going to live longer than 30 mins from now. "There's nothing you ca..."

"I..." "Horus Thorpe, in addition to Manager Ballantine's losses, you have to make up for the losses and appearance fees of myself, my cousin, Young Master Carlton, and Jax Young. I can’t be bothered to calculate anymore, so it's not too much to charge you a total of $1 million, right?" "The more you talk, the more ridiculous it gets! Why the f*ck didn't you say $10 million then?" "Not convinced, huh? Okay, I'd better give you a detailed calculation of everything then. First up, Young Master Carlton. Wyatt Corp's market capitalization is $30 billion, so if you delayed him for half a day..."

she said as I heard tapping on her keyboard as she spoke “Ooh!” She gasped again only this time even louder “What!?” I asked pulling the laptop from her laps into mine and she followed I looked at the screen and saw why she gasped Right next to an incredible hot photograph of Aryan was a write up “Aryan Seagrave, CEO MK Groups, the parent company is mainly a financial company but have their brand is every sector of the economy ranging from robotics to a sugar refinery, it is the 5th largest corporation in the world and Aryan Seagrave the owner and CEO is ranked the 4th richest man in America and the 10 richest in the world with a net worth of about 160 billion dollars!” I read it out and was

"That’s bad news. But I think maybe it doesn't matter. The betrayal does." I narrowed my eyes, wondering why she seemed nervous when I mentioned the investigation. However, before I could say anything, my phone buzzed. Theo Mercer? What the hell does he want? He’d been a thorn in my side since the moment I stepped into the business world. A billionaire in his own right, Theo wasn’t just a rival. He was a powerhouse. Ruthless and just as influential as me, he built his empire from the ground up, securing his place among the most powerful figures in the industry.

I opened a new tab and typed his name: Nathan Vanny. Results flooded the screen: Nathaniel Vanny (Age 31) — CEO & Principal Founder of Vanny Global Enterprises. Estimated Net Worth: $14.2 Billion. Overview: Real estate mogul, venture capitalist, and sole heir to the Vanny Family Dynasty. Ranked #1 Most Eligible Bachelor in New York. The sidewalk seemed to tilt under my feet. The man I had walked up to on the sidewalk outside a church. The man I had offered a thousand bucks in cash to pretend to be my date. The man who had calmly dropped to one knee, held my hand carefully, and accepted my cheap envelope in the dark…

I run my thumb over the embossed letters like they might reveal some hidden truth, or at least a way out. GABRIEL HUNT Founder & CEO, Hunt Capital I g****e him on my cracked phone. Battery is at 11%. The screen is so damaged I have to tilt it sideways to see the text through the spiderweb fractures. The results load slowly, the circle spinning while the train rattles through the dark tunnel. Then I wish they hadn't. Net worth: $4.7 billion. My vision blurs. I blink, hard, and read it again. Billion. With a B.

It seemed that fifty million dollars was only pocket change to him. Thomas at that time had three huge backings. Namely Shalom Technology, Scott’s Remembrance Culture Arts Entertainment, and Sterling Technology. Any one of the three can flatten Mighty Dragon Properties, let alone the three of them together. But of course, Maxima did not know this. He looked at Thomas from head to toe. “You do not want to use everything you have to challenge what I deem as spare change, boy. Do you know how much Mighty Dragon Properties earns annually?” “Fifty million dollars? Heh, I now offer a hundred million dollars!”

Charlotte had to hire five more analysts for the fund team. Charlotte's power sales team continued to thrive. They now had three sultans investing in their company and many high-roller millionaires from the casino. Moreover, the cooperation with Gravity Ventures paid off. Clients from all over the country trusted them, as they now bore the name of Thompson Group of Companies. Plus, following Charlotte's publicized marriage to Liam, it became known that Liam Wright was one of the most significant shareholders of Strauss Asset Investments. The company's trust rating continued to increase.

“Mr. Ian Hunter, Ian The Great Manufacturing currently reports annual revenue of five billion dollars. Your personal net worth is nine hundred million dollars.” “Beat that,” Ian muttered. Simon’s gaze shifted. “Mr. Scott Hunter, Horizon Innovative Motors reports annual revenue of two billion dollars. Your personal net worth is four billion dollars.” Scott watched the color drain from Ian’s face. His half-brother’s jaw dropped—just for a second—before snapping shut. Four billion. Ian’s eyes said it all. Scott had expected shock. Maybe denial. But the raw jealousy burning in Ian’s expression was just as satisfying. That’s right. Scott thought. I’m worth more than you’ll ever be. And I did it w

Influencer with an $800 skincare routine. Ah. There it is. “Theo Rodriguez Involved in Car Crash in Washington D.C. Fiancée Also Hospitalized.” That handsome face popped up on the screen. Smiling on a magazine cover. Youngest trillionaire. Global real estate king. Heir to an empire. Too rich to sleep alone. And apparently, too dumb to wear a seatbelt. I stared at the headline for a while. Not because I cared, God knows I didn’t, but because the universe really does have the weirdest sense of humor.