Olivia Manning Net Worth Novels & Stories

he said, his voice flat and clinical. "Is that so?" Harrison breathed. Olivia shifted on her silk pillows, her eyes gleaming with the pride of a lioness. "And my empire is worth thrice that size. When it comes to funding, Harrison, we have nothing to worry about. We aren't just big shots—we are the architects of the market."

Olivia smirked. "One million dollars," Olivia countered. The function hall went silent. "One million dollars for a date night with Mr. Morana, going once, twice so—" "100 hundred million dollars for my husband," I said before Olivia could win the bidding. She panned at me with her lips parted. "Sorry, I just couldn't bring myself to share Alas with anyone. I can't let you have him."

NICK I have been going out of my mind since Ethan told me about Olivia being the owner of that business. I still couldn’t understand how she got investors to work with her after the scandal of two years ago. She must have a big backer because there was no way in hell, she managed to do that all on her own and within a year.

She says firmly and leave Mackie to stare after her as she goes to pick more stuff As Olivia settles at the counter to pay, Mackie goes down to business. "So Mrs Olivia Williams, how did you mind to get involved with the Weitheimers? Or are you trying to give out a bastard." "It just a mistake." "Every thing is $100 dollars, do you care to pay in card or cash?" Says the lady behind the counter who does not understand a thing about what is going on. "That is cheap I will pay." Mackie says checking into her bag. Olivia allowed it because she sees it as an opportunity to save money, since she has been a stylist for both of her stepsisters none of them has ever paid her for her help in making th

The question took the maid by storm, surprised to be extended such generosity she blinked rapidly, “A..are you sure about this Mrs Maldov??” She shrugged, “If I’m going to spend my husband’s money I might as well spoil some of his employees.” Turning to the attendant, “Wrap up everything you’ve got.” The attendant, still unable to fathom what was happening stuttered, “Do you know—do you know how much this is going to cost ma’am? Your dress alone is five grand!!” Olivia nodded, fully smiling now. The next plan in action was to frustrate her husband into getting rid of her. What better way to annoy a businessman than to hurt his pockets deeply??

Mostly when he was upset. “You wouldn't put up with anyone else. In fact you'd destroy any man who kiss a woman you're actively fucking. Why is it different with Olivia? Why put up with her? You're rich, boss. A billionaire in your own right. All of us? We have real money now. It can't just be because of Lux's wealth you're putting up with this.” “Ten Dimitri. Ten fucking years of planning. The man will be worth eight hundred billion dollars in another maybe five, ten years? Can you even begin to fathom how much money that is?”

DOMINIC I let out a sharp laugh, eyes fixed on the divorce papers in front of me. Was Olivia serious? Did she really think she could just walk away from me, with a divorce in hand? My gaze flicked over the pages, stopping at the number—ten million dollars I scoffed again. Ten million. Olivia didn’t have that kind of money. She could work her whole life and never come close. So where was she even supposed to get it? The thought lingered, twisting in my mind, and for a moment I wondered if she knew something I didn’t.

My eyes started to sting for the hundredth time today and I felt her hand hit my shoulder, making me look at her. "Where did you get this money from Ava? Surely not from working as a waitress. Do you have another job that pays better than this? Because the money right here should be up to a thousand dollars." She said, picking up a bunch of cash to show everyone. "Olivia? Got anything to say now?" She asked Olivia whose eyes were opened wide, and her mouth in an O shape. From here I could see the convincing look she had on her face as she glanced at me, the money and back at Mia.

"Of course, I can!" the police officer replied. After Olivia disclosed that information, the onlookers, including the police, promptly searched for Lana's background online. As the youngest perfumer in Zanteles' history, Lana's perfumes were in high demand. Just one limited-edition bottle sold for over five figures. Her custom-made fragrances for celebrities and socialites resulted in her monthly income exceeding a million dollars. Why would a promising young talent become a mistress for financial support?

Olivia despised his tactics. He always threatened her by docking her pay. It was infuriating! She was financially strapped at the moment. She had spent all the money Mr. Satan had given her while she was taking care of Emily. Last month, her account had a million, and now, she was poor. Her father had already suspended her credit card, so she had to earn her own money. Olivia was angry but had no choice; she needed her salary. "...Amanda, Emily, Lucas, I have to go now."