Michael Jace Net Worth Novels & Stories

To break the silence, Beth spoke again. “Um… I heard Michael is back? Saw it on the class group chat.” “Mmm. He is,” I said. “Encountered him a few times. Nothing much.” She leaned forward a little. “I heard he’s rich now. So his life abroad paid off?” I snorted loudly. “You believe that?” I scoffed. “Michael was never poor. He just wanted to play with my heart, my body, my mind… and run away. His family is among the top ten wealthiest in the country.”

But for some reason, he chose to be an accountant. "Just order something, I am hungry and heartbroken," Michael eased into his chair. "Besides Dude, why don't you do a modeling gig with me? You will make some decent cash," Michael tried to persuade him. "Decent cash? Dude, have you seen my garage? I have a Rolls-Royce and two classic cars there just sitting in the dust. Though it is true that some agencies still contact me today, I love my job. Thanks for caring about me," James tapped Michael on his cheek.

By the time I stopped, several maids lay sprawled across the floor, while others, barely recovering, remained frozen in place, wincing and sobbing. I ignored them all. I was done here. With a deep breath, I moved to the sofa and slumped down, my back sinking into the cushions. My chest rose and fell, still heavy with frustration. “That bastard… Seriously… I need to do something about him.” Michael. That man was truly extraordinary. He wasn’t that young anymore, but even in his early thirties, he had already risen to lead one of the most powerful mafia groups. His businesses were vast and widespread—his wealth was immeasurable.

If I was told a couple of years back that I, Kiara Michaelson would step foot on land property worth over 10 million euros owned by a very prestigious actor, I would laugh in the person's face and probably tell them of how good and big their dream and lie was. But, here I was basking in that dream not wanting to wake up.

He was bound to win against Michael this time, however Jackie was still inferior to him in the end. In fact, Michael raised the stakes very high. Suddenly, Ivanka called. Michael ostentatiously pushed all the chips that he had exchanged directly, as well as the chips that he had just won back. He pushed the whole pile forward. “For you guys. I’m not playing anymore.” Once he said this coolly, everyone present was instantly surprised. For context, the amount that Michael was pushing out would be worth at least fifty million dollars when converted into cash. He could give up fifty million dollars just like that. This was too much of a luxury!

"Here's 100 million dollars. It's more than to cover your expenses for the rest of your life. Let's never see each other again. You can contact Michael if you want to ask about Jasper." Rachel stared at the check, shocked. Although 100 million dollars was a lot, it was pocket change for the wealthy Lance family.

I asked as fear weakened my heart. Jace didn’t flinch. “He won’t.” “How are you so sure?!” I snapped. I knew if Bran came for me, Jace wouldn't survive. His pack and everything he had built would be destroyed. Bringing me to his place was his worst mistake. “I've refunded Bran his two million dollars.” My breath caught. “What?” I stilled. “Hh—how did you get the money?” I asked, concerned. Jace's smile broadened. He was so relaxed.

No matter how rich his family was, they would never let him spend three billion on wooing a woman. “Can you?” Kaze pointed at Lambert. Lambert scoffed. “The Webbers have a long history. Three billion isn’t even one-tenth of my family’s total assets.” “So no.” Kaze then pointed at Micheal. “What about you?” Micheal kept quiet. He was the CFO of Maple Corporation and had access to a large sum of money. Three billion was not a lot to him but he was unable to fork out that much money alone.

Michael warns . He understood Jace's coping mechanisms way too well . Instead of owning up to his mistake , he tries his best to avoid it by taking some kind of action that will most likely get him hurt . Sometimes Michael wonders if Jace is secretly a masochist . Despite being egoistic and a narcissist , he's the first one to put himself forward when any kind of danger is involved .

“His dad has to be Michael Blackwood, the man who owns that big-ass house over by the lake. They’re not there often, but it’s like the most expensive house in town. I think they own businesses or something.” Someone tapped on their phone and showed his picture. “Is this him?” she asked and held a picture of Michael Blackwood. “Michael Blackwood, a billionaire business mogul with business in hotels, casinos, and airports across the country. The well-versed business giant has expanded his empire internationally…” They stopped reading and stared in shock at each other. This time, when they looked back, Jax Blackwood was even more attractive than before considering he was the heir to that fortun