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He has a complicated relationship status as others think that he swings the other way in terms of his sexual orientation. Fifth, Ian Miller. The fourth son in the Miller family and his grandfather’s favorite grandson. He inherited the company from his grandfather, and since then, he has been doing great and he has even opened a pathway for the international market. He is 5’4 feet tall and his net worth is three hundred million US dollars. He is very handsome and probably every woman’s dream. Ella read through the list and when she reached the last name, her eyes widened. She never imagined that she would come across the name.

As he thought of that, he slapped his mouth hard and cursed at himself, “You fool! You’re such a fool!” However, no one paid attention to his self-harm. Everyone was focused on the auction, eager to get the pill. No one was intimidated by the six point eight billion US dollars at all. A wealthy man from the United States instructed his subordinate to raise a hand. Sitting motionlessly, he said, “I offer seven billion!” He was a forty-year-old American, a renowned internet entrepreneur from Silicon Valley named Todd. Todd’s company went public and was listed on Nasdaq a few years ago. Now, its market capitalization surpassed hundreds of billions of US dollars.

We made it to my office and I closed the door behind us. "Tell me everything about Derek Saltzman," I demanded. "And I mean everything." Tobias pulled out his phone, already prepared. "Derek Saltzman. Thirty-four years old. Celebrity artist. Estimated net worth two hundred million dollars. Known for his relationships with various high-profile women. None of them serious. Most lasting a few months at most." I stared at the picture again. Teresa didn't look like his usual type. The articles Tobias had pulled up showed Derek with models, actresses, socialites. Women who belonged in his world.

I followed the trail of her finger and felt my breath hitched in my throat for a few seconds as I quickly read that particular line. Tristan. A. Richardson's net worth from what we can be able to put our hands on is:$150 billion dollars. I gulped after staring at it for a few more seconds, this man is hella rich, so rich, too fucking rich, what the fuck? "Oh my gosh, Snow has hit a money bag!!!!!" Christie cried out with so much enthusiasm tingling her voice as she bounced on her knees on the bed beside me. I rolled my eyes as I scrolled down to where there was more pictures of him everywhere. Of course Christie was going to say that, she didn't know about the whole mortification scene that

Damon said at last, eyes still on the road, “should I expect him to be weird about me picking him up with you?” Sienna chuckled. “Weird? No. Judgmental? Definitely.” “Oh?” “He’s fifteen. Raised by a sister who practically breathes independence. He’s not easy to impress.” Damon glanced at her. “But he’s smart?” “Too smart for his own good.” She smiled fondly. “And he’s probably already Googled your net worth.” Damon laughed. “Great. So he knows how much I’ve donated, who I’ve dated, what scandals I’ve dodged…”

The photo showed a man with dark hair silvering at the temples, sharp features, eyes that looked like they calculated every variable in a room. DAMIAN CROSS (39) — The charming one, at least in photographs. Tech entrepreneur, founder of CrossTech Industries. Net worth $5.7 billion. Several high-profile affairs before he apparently disappeared from public dating. The dossier described him as "seductive," "possessive," and "theatrical." The photo showed a man with blonde hair, blue eyes that crinkled at the corners when smiling, the kind of face that could convince you to do things you'd regret.

Although I was a bit intimidated, I didn't back down and stood my ground. Martin interrupted once more before I could answer him back. " Please, forgive us, Mr. Sebastian Nasimento. Whatever it is that we did, please, humbly forgive us!" That was what he said. " Sebastian Nascimento?" I was taken aback by that name. Sebastian Nascimento is a billionaire. He took the world by storm when he was just nineteen years old. He has a large chain of corporations around the world. He's a legend and a role model for many. He's highly respected among his peers and also feared in that regard.

What if Bernard had been wrong about Richmond's financial status? I called my assistant immediately. "Sarah, I need you to research everything you can find about a man named Richmond who has been dating Vanya Reed. I want to know his full name, his occupation, his financial status, everything." "I'll get right on that, Ms. Westbrook." Two hours later, Sarah called me back with information that made my world tilt on its axis. "Ms. Westbrook, the man Vanya Reed was dating is Richmond Fernandez, CEO and majority owner of Fernandez Real Estate, Fernandez Construction, and fourteen other companies in Sacramento. His estimated net worth is 2.8 billion dollars."

"I'm so happy to see your misfortune and your father arrested. Go on, get your people to abuse me or kidnap me. But do you still have the ability to, though? Without your father, you're just a joke, Ms. Snider." Samantha saw that Linda stopped moving. With a gleeful smile on her face, she continued attacking her. She was returning the pain she'd received all these years. "Let me see. I heard that Snider Group will be wiped out after the seizure. All your assets have been frozen. Are you penniless now? Will you have to beg for a living in the future? Don't worry. If that really happens, I'll give you some pocket change so you won't starve to death."

❄︎ Viktor ❄︎ I leaned toward Adrian’s laptop, peering closely at the numbers on the glowing screen, and a new ID flashed across the top. A seven hundred million dollar bid. “Who the fuck is that?” I sneered. Adrian fingers flew over the second laptop. It mirrored the auction but showed real names instead of anonymous numbers. Finally, he exhaled, annoyed, and said, “Giannis Sanchez. Looks like the man has lofty ambitions. God knows where he scraped together seven hundred million from.”