Nikki Giovanni Net Worth Novels & Stories

It was every computer geeks dream to get into this company, the options were pretty low of getting hired and from what I heard, and the salary was sky rocketing. I quickly breathed in and out, before tying the Bianchi name in G****e with shaky hands. And instantly popped an image of Alex Bianchi, the heir of Bianchi Enterprises. 27 years old, net worth of $80 billion, most suited bachelor and also the man who just broke my phone. I blinked, sitting on the chair before I fainted and stared at the broken phone, if I was to just say that Alex Bianchi touched and broke this phone, I'd get at least $10,000.

"Take my pack, for example. We are loud about our achievements—very loud. And nothing can stop us from doing that." His words hit their mark, and I clenched my fists at my sides, knowing full well he’d caught the jab I was aiming at his godforsaken pack. He turned to face me, extending his hand for a handshake. A smile played on his lips, but something about it didn’t quite reach his eyes. I hesitated for a moment before taking his hand, shaking it firmly. "Earlier today, I spoke with my assistant and financial manager about my investments," Giovanni said with a calm voice. "As an investor, I’d like to put a billion dollars into your company."

Their anguish couldn’t be described with words! Finley’s voice was stiff as he tried to reason, “Young Master Fox, Quinn Golding’s identity is very special… She’s not just the most famous Oskian celebrity. A conservative estimate of her family’s assets and net worth is predicted to be more than two hundred billion dollars. If you make a move on her… Wouldn’t the negative impact be a little too big?”

Nicko responded nonchalantly and said, “A billion dollars I think is enough. If you can't pay it, then you will lose your life and this robbery matter will be spread and tarnish your pharmaceutical company's image!” Derek Antonio was surprised by Nicko's answer, “Young Master, isn't one billion too much? We don't have that kind of money?” Nicko sneered, “You want to lie to me? You think I don't know that your family can generate a net profit of three hundred to five hundred million every month. Some time ago you also deposited one billion in a bank.”

No loose, soft skin anywhere. I don’t understand a thing he just said, but I nod. Because I want this to be over. I feel suffocated. I want to go home. “And for the record, doll face, I have a combined net worth of eighty billion dollars. Five hundred thousand dollars is chicken change. I find it genuinely insulting that you think it would render me broke.” Eighty billion dollars? A tiny gasp slips past my lips. I can imagine how much work he put into hiding that much wealth for over ten years. I am grudgingly impressed.

" So I may said I had more than two to three hundreds thousand dollar a year in my account ." Nienie said with her soft laugh . " Then ,let me told you something . You are very good in handling your matters and handling your money but as your boyfriend you are not allowed to but anymore shares from any company as once you become my fiance and married to me I will give you my five percents shares in the Moo's entertainment company that will give you a million dollar a year . I still had my five percents share in the Moo's textile company handling by Mr Vernon that gives me five hundreds to six hundreds thousand every year. I also had my salary six thousand dollars a month and my ten percents

The first few times they met, she found that although Geovanni was wearing low-key clothes with small plaques, the wristwatch and collar clips he wore were worth a lot, and the car he drove was more than a million. She could not help but be curious about how much an annual salary it would take to live such a luxurious life. Geovanni said, "I am only working in a friend's office now, so I won't charge such a high f*e. You don't have to worry." Chelsea shook her hands and explained, "I don't mean it that way. You can charge whatever you want. I'm just curious about whether a lawyer could earn a lot of money or not, and I don't mean to bargain with you."

I smile, in awe. "Professor Cara Jovanni has a nice ring to it." Violet says and Cara blushes, making me laugh. "In Five years, I will be twenty six, and want to be one of the richest woman in Italy, I want my name on every lips, Danielle Jovanni won't be a stranger to anyone in Europe, I will be known, not for my Step Father's money, but for my conquest, my wit, strenght and intelligence, let's not ignore, my exquiste beauty."

“I have a conference call in a few minutes.” I frown at his suggestion, but then I turn to Nikki. “If you don’t mind, that is.” “Not at all!” she says and places her journal on the coffee table before she sits down again. Giovanni kisses the side of my head and disappears towards the kitchen, and I turn to Nikki. “Hi, I’m Lucia; Giovanni’s wife,” I say, holding my hand out which she gives a little squeeze. “I’m Nikki, uhm …Francesco’s fiancee, I suppose,” she says, looking sheepish. “How long have you been here?”

I paused, “And what about this?” Livia chuckled, rolling her eyes, “Oh please, Lari, I know you know about how Edmund Whitmore practically scammed my father’s company out of over ten million dollars.” she scoffed. “Niki didn’t tell me what you were doing here,” she said. “I’m assuming they’ve accrued a debt with you.” “It was five million,” I corrected her. “And that’s been taken care of.” “Oh really?” she sneered . “That’s not what I’ve heard.”