Max Thieriot Net Worth Novels & Stories

“Mr. Ferrero, his father, arranged a marriage for Maximus. The woman is a goddaughter of Mrs. Ferrero—Kyros’ mother. You might know her: Miranda Laurent, a model from Haiyan City. However, according to our source, Maximus has consistently refused this arrangement and never met the woman in person. I believe Mrs. Ferrero orchestrated this potential marriage. As for her motivations, it seems evident that Maximus has been effectively controlling the family’s business affairs after acquiring and partnering with numerous enterprises while he was away. His estimated net worth as of last year exceeded several billion dollars.” I stared at the message. ‘And this man trusts me not to divorce him?’ Wh

"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 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.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, screens lighting up with information faster than I could process. "Here," he said after a moment. "Marcus Thorne, CEO of Thorne Industries, werewolf alpha of the Shadowpaw pack, net worth approximately two billion, and known for... interesting business practices." "Define interesting," I said, finding my voice. "Trafficking. Drugs. The occasional murder for hire." David pulled up more files. "He runs the auction house where you were sold, he has for twenty years, which is obviously a very profitable enterprise." My stomach turned. "And Kieran knew?"

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.

The second entry: Ethan Carter. Ethan Carter, Male, Alpha, Silvercrest Holdings. Estimated Net Worth: Over 15 Billion Credits. Contact Path: Restricted. My face flushed with a mix of heat and shame. "Is Ethan... really that wealthy?" I asked, taking a sip of water to steady my trembling hands. "That’s a conservative guess. His actual hoard is likely much larger," Brandon answered confidently. "He built Silvercrest Holdings right as the digital age hit the Kingdom. Every time someone in Valeria logs onto the network or watches a hockey stream, he gets a cut. He is the economy."