Noah Beck Net Worth Novels & Stories

Before entering Foedus, one needs to show a net worth of one billion dollars and pay a membership fee of one hundred million pesos. Money is not a problem for Beckett. He earned a lot from modeling and especially from selling drugs. He now sees the fruition of his hard work as he built his drug organization during college. Beckett was about to use that money for emergency purposes, but he didn't expect to use it here in Foedus.

Noah yelled, “I’ll have you know I have lots of money! My dad and my sister send money to my account regularly! “Take it for your movie, I’m giving all of it to you!” “No, no, Mr. Baker… Let’s talk about this!” Trinity was shocked. “We do need investments for the production but…” “I’ll invest, I’ll do it!” Noah raised his voice. “Like the Hollywood scale, I’ll triple it… No, no, five times more!” “Mr. Baker, can you calm down?” Trinity could barely handle this sudden jackpot. It was unusual. She had heard that there was a Baker heir who was not quite mentally capable. This must be him!

*********** Noah was shocked to his bones when Becca (Caira's friend) told him that caira was making out with his dad( Mr Alex) in his office, Noah and caira had been dating for over 3 years and he have been very supportive to caira and her mum, he still couldn't believe that caira could stoop so low to the point of cheating on him, not even with anyone else but with his dad, and all because of money, he actually brought the money she asked for, but after what Becca told him, he don't think caira deserves the money anymore, he was about going out when Becca told him to go and challenge caira and end things with her. "seriously Noah? Are you just going to walk out like a coward and pretend li

His arm was getting goosebumps just thinking about how the proposal would go. “Don’t worry, sir! I’ll get your girl here, safe and sound.” Beck assured him of her safety before leaving the place. As Beck was on her way to Eliza’s home, Noah was sitting next to an unconscious Eliza on the bed, stroking his hard d*ck slowly and gently with his boxers in the way of contact between his hand and d*ck. He was so h*rny at the moment when his phone started ringing with Shannon’s name on the screen.

Startled, Jane immediately asked, "What happened to you, Noah?" Noah grinned, showing his shining white teeth. "I came upon a great job again this morning. There was this construction site that had nothing left but a wall and, on the other side of the wall, was a public toilet that had not been cleaned for years. No one would do it, because it stinks so bad. But I did, and I earned a hundred and fifty in just one morning!" Jane's eyes widened in awe. "A hundred and fifty, that means three hundred a day and nine thousand a month. That, plus the six hundred I earn, we are going to be rich, Noah!"

I slammed the gearshift into drive and peeled out of the parking lot, leaving him standing there, speechless. I drove home on autopilot, barely feeling the road beneath me as the whisky swirled in my head. When I finally pulled into the driveway, I could see Becky inside, live-streaming her latest “collection” on I*******m, showcasing the things she had bought with the $200,000 I had worked my ass off to earn. She looked so carefree, so damn comfortable.

“I’m also a busy woman, Noah Beck. How much is it?” “Fifty million dollars.” He said it in the most calmest voice I’ve ever heard, yet, it sounded like a gust of heavy wind slammed against the side of my face. “Fi……fifty million?” While I was busy fighting against my tongue on what to say next. Whether an apology or a promise of payment in installments, I heard a chuckle and upon turning around, I was amused. Noah Beck sure has a beautiful smile. It was my first time witnessing it.

“Mr. Sinclair isn’t exactly the sharing type.” If the article is correct, which I assume it is since he willingly did it, Beck didn’t use any of his family’s money to fund his start-up. In fact, he talks about working odd jobs around campus just to earn funds for the company. He eventually talked some fraternity friends into investing in his vision before building the company from the ground up. Knowing this information unnerves me for some reason. I imagined Beck having the same entitlement and silver spoon that his brother did. Carter has never worked a job that didn’t pay him above six figures. A nice modest livable wage was beneath him. His words, not mine.

“Becky’s a pastor?” My eyes widened in shock. I finally forced myself to scan the comments. Some of them were turning on me, accusing me of slandering Becky, who had apparently changed her identity to Pastor Andreas. She was running a small church on the outskirts of Center City, which wasn’t far from where we were. “Fuck!” Noah slammed his hand on the table. So this was why Becky was confident enough to challenge Noah. She had a perfect cover that was going to be incredibly hard for us to break through.

"I don't have that sort of money!" "Still refusing to pay up, huh?" James and Sebastian rubbed their palms as they stalked toward him. His expression shifted. "I'll pay up! But I really can't get that much money at such short notice. I'll give you an IOU!" Maisie blinked. "An IOU, huh? Well, I suppose that's acceptable. You have to let me cash in these chips now, though." Noah had lost 15 billion dollars earlier. Adding to that the 30 billion dollars he'd just lost, he had to cough up a total of 400 billion dollars. He suppressed his resentment and grunted in acknowledgment.