Omer Adam Net Worth Novels & Stories

All of a sudden, Adam speaks up and baffles all of us. “I’ll pay the three billion dollars.” “What? B-but w-hy h-how?” Elodie is visibly frightened, likely fearing that Adam might have to sell their home to repay me for the necklace. Yes, I'm also curious about how Adam plans to pay me three billion dollars. Is he going to take out a loan or something? “I’ll stop Eva’s and my mom’s allowances for six months to pay Aria and retrieve the necklace.” Oh, so Mr. Adam Miller has finally come back to his senses.

His dad looked at him and shook his head. "You don't need to work part-time, boy; you get money from us monthly, right for your expenses?" He said it with a question in his voice. Adom looked up and felt like he had been found out. He worked to be able to afford those scent neutralizers. He couldn't say that, though, and he laughed a little nervously and thought about what to say now. "You know, I also want to be able to pay for things myself. Not just your money," he said nonchalantly, like he wasn't just telling a blatant lie.

"Who would've thought that little bitch was Mr. Adams's spouse." Alex sat still, but his mind was spiraling. William was releasing pheromones. How. Since when. His finger found the place he had bitten raw too many times before, poking at the bruise, the closest he could get to biting down without actually doing it. It shouldn't matter now. "Broke my hand over some omega who couldn't control himself." Liam's voice climbed, indignant, like he was the one who had been wronged. "There's nothing you're going to do about it. It's Mr. Adams, after all. He's untouchable."

This mansion, known as the Olympus Abode, was the real deal! The man living within it held the highest position in the entire country, and it was none other than Adam, the only invincibilis powerhouse in Murica. In fact, Adam’s authority had even surpassed the president. Of course, this was something that only the top-level personnel knew. At that moment, Adam was sunbathing at the mansion. He was already over sixty years old, but being a Level-1 invincibilis fighter, he managed to maintain his youthfulness and strong physique. On the surface, he looked like a young man around the age of thirty

She looked at him, her face as pale as a sheet. "W-What are you doing here?" she asked. "I've been released, and I don't have any money." Adam wiped his mouth with his sleeve once he had eaten and drunk his fill. He lay on the couch with his legs crossed and began picking his teeth. Mom asked, "How much do you want?" "Give me 100 thousand dollars to start with." He spoke so casually about getting 100 thousand dollars! "That's impossible!" Mom refused firmly. "We don't have that much money."

"There's nothing you ca..." "70." He's quiet for a while and I almost think I've managed to convince him until he attempts to open his mouth, with a face which shows he's about to disagree again. "80." He opens his mouth agape, making me know I've won the lot. "80 million for the club and the young lady there." He stares at me for a while then nods at the auctioneer to make the announcement. "The club and this young lady here have been sold for 80 million dollars." He announces, making everyone clap.

What the fuck was all of this? "I'll tell you what's happening. Your husband here, Adam Smith, does drugs." One of the officers said, glaring at Adam. "Yesterday he and his gang were almost caught where they wanted to ship tons of cocaine illegally to Japan but they all escaped, except for one...chubby redhead. We caught that one. He's the one that provided information leading to the arrest of all his other gang members." He finished, leaving me staring at Adam with watery eyes. Is that where he was throughout last night?

He was trying to find why Jacob Knight helped Adele a lot. "Adam's manager." Adele informed him. "Hey not mine! My grandfather's. " Adam made a correction Albert was also shocked. Was really Adam that influential. Suddenly Albert was feeling inferior. He had other businesses except Kinght Enterprises true. But he was never as influential as the Richardo family of Asia or Wilson family of San Francisco. He was just a self made top billionaire in LA.

Adam had already done his homework before this call, quietly asking questions, quietly tracing the man. His phone rang suddenly, pulling him out of thought. His mother. The name flashed across the screen insistently. He watched it ring until it stopped. A second later, it began again. Adam hissed under his breath and rejected the call. He didn’t want her voice pressing down on him right now. Not in this moment. Taking a deep breath, he dialed back Bashiru’s number. “Two hundred grand,” Adam said immediately as the line connected. His voice was firm this time, leaving no room for hesitation. “Two hundred grand to find my wife and bring her back to me. Hundred now, and hundred when the job is

,Jacob said. "Stop calling me sir,Adam is fine.Give me some time to think it through". Adam was still thinking of how to get money when an idea struck him. "Jacob,I need the sum of two million dollars for Amanda's surgery",Said Adam. "Exactly why I said you need to takeover the company.Just sign the ownership agreement and you have all the money you need". "I need this money to save my sister.Why don't I just sign it for my sister,just to save her life", thought Adam.