Olivia Manning Net Worth Novels & Stories

Then, she muttered, "Two, three, four, five, six…what about 500 million?" Brittany almost spat in shock. She would not believe that this woman dared to name such a price if she had not heard it with her own ears. '500 million? Does this woman think I own a gold mine?!' "Are you kidding me?!" Brittany shot up abruptly. She finally realized Olivia was playing her, and her expression changed drastically. She finally dropped her cheerful front. "Of course not! Since you were trying to make a joke, it's only polite if I joked back!" Olivia said disapprovingly.

I might as well try and stop my heart from beating on its own. Olivia Radcliffe is a total sex pot. Eighteen years old, she should be modeling in Europe or lounging in the sun in a mansion in Los Angeles. Her I*******m account is private, which I’m sure is a result of her bAnatoliging to one of the richest families in America, but if it wasn’t, she’d have tens of millions of followers.

Ethan’s Office, At Night. The city lights flickered through the tall windows of Ethan’s office, casting long shadows across the room. He sat behind his desk, a half finished glass of whiskey in his hand, but it hadn’t moved in minutes. His jaw was tight. His eyes, narrowed. And on the screen in front of him there she was. Olivia Monroe. A cover story on FORBES The headline read: ‘’From Betrayed Wife to Fashion Powerhouse: How Olivia Monroe Built an Empire.”

Olivia said. “Neither do I,” I said. “But she opened the Kellerman door last week and I’d been trying to get into that fund for six months, so.” Olivia made a sound that wasn’t quite a laugh but was close. “Only you,” she said. “Only you would turn your ex-mother-in-law into a networking asset.” “She turned herself into one. I just picked up the phone.” True. But I was starting to think it wasn’t the whole story.

The hoodlums laughed again. Olivia kept looking for ways to make them leave or let her leave, then an idea struck her. "Do you know who I am?..." Olivia started, putting on a firm voice. .." I'm sure if you guys do, you're going to flee for your lives" She threatened. "And who are you?" "I'm Joel Richard Osteen's wife. The biggest tycoon in the whole of the states. I'm sure you know him, don't you? You wouldn't want to mess with him or do anything that would upset him, right?" Olivia asked.

she said dismissively. "Hold on! What do you mean you're not doing paychecks anymore?" "I'm ready to join you" "What? Stop playing with me" Olivia says chuckling. It was no news that Olivia was into the business of trading her body for money. That was the only way that she could afford to own a big house in the city and a Porsche truck. "Olivia, I'm not. That weird lady humiliated me and everything I live for, simply because I worked as a janitor. I'm tired of all that shit"

Layla, who couldn't get over Chloe's words, decided to abandon the thought of who the new major shareholder was. She doesn't know of any other possibility, but one thing is certain: Olivia hates hiding when doing anything and also has no money to purchase the shares. ‘Yeah. Where will she get a million dollars from? Even her total assets don't amount to a million,’ she said inwardly, assuring herself. She climbed down from the bed before leaving to take her bath. After she was done bathing, she dressed up and went back to the living room to meet her friend, who was obviously waiting for her own side of the story.

Olivia spat. Jenny then looked at her haughtily and said, "Evan spent more than that when he took me shopping the other day." "How much do you want then?" Olivia asked. She wasn't short of money. In fact, she'd made a lot of money while working for Evan all these years. "Add another zero to the price," Jenny said casually, sounding so unbothered and carefree, as if ten million was nothing to her. Olivia was provoked and pointed at her while asking, "Ten million? Who do you think you are?"

Her credit card payment was overdue, and Seno hadn't settled his debts. Olivia didn't know what to do. She also didn't have that much money to pay. Olivia's salary was only around 10 million rupiahs per month. Meanwhile, her living expenses were more than 20 million. Not to mention the luxury items she had to buy every season in Europe. In total, Olivia's vanity costs exceeded her annual salary. All those price tags were covered by Seno during their years together. Olivia had never bothered to sell herself again to meet her luxurious lifestyle demands.

"Me... Me? I didn't bump into you, you bumped into me!" Olivia anger rose even more. First it was Rachel, stealing her man, and then Lana... The same Lana who she literally brought up in the acting world, was now talking back at her? This was the most craziest week she had ever had. " Did you just talk back at me?" Olivia asked in disbelief. That was when Lana realized who she was talking to. Olivia Sangria... The number one actress in the whole country. She could easily destroy her acting career with just one complain.