Novel & Cerita Paige Turco Net Worth

Paige's smile remained unchanged, "Hunter hasn't been feeling well lately, and I have my own career to focus on. The wedding is being taken care of by our elders, so we don't need to worry about it. We've already said hello just now." Everyone else looked at her with envy. Who wouldn't envy the halo around Paige, knowing so many powerful figures in the industry, and holding various major awards. Now her architectural design slots are hard to come by, foreign media even gave her an exclusive interview. In Miss Aristocrat, Paige was definitely the one with the strongest aura. More and more people surrounded her, but Paige was somewhat distracted. When she sees Hunter now, she will think of him

Paige glared at me fiercely and snarled, "You're lucky you are alive and happened to have a hidden camera installed. Otherwise, you would have been the one who lost!" When I heard her words, I smiled. "Is that so? However, it's useless even if you are the final winner. After all, Dominic is poor. Once we get a divorce, he'll be left with nothing. If I die unexpectedly, all my inheritance will be donated to the Red Cross. Neither of you will get a single penny!" Paige was a materialistic person. When she heard my words, she was furious and regretful. "You set me up, Carlee! You deserve to die!" She charged toward me as if I was the one who schemed.

‘F*cking hell, Neotech’s net worth only adds up to about 6 million dollars.’ When Faye heard that, her feelings became even more tumultuous. She bit on her lip so hard that she almost drew blood! ‘That’s right, Zayn clearly had a Magpie’s Treasure Nest that’s worth 4.6 million dollars, but he just broke it. That money could’ve saved the Carters!’

At the same time. Paige returned home, looking disheveled. Tonight's auction finally made her realize that she was really a piece of trash compared to Brittany. All of her was crushed. There was no half advantage; if Brittany had really wanted to screw her, she could have easily sent her to prison as early as ten years ago. However, she only came up with that stack of evidence now. The imaginary tens of billions were gone, and she did not know how to inform Carol. Nevertheless, again, she felt lucky.

"So, there's been so much talk about you all of a sudden. You've been successful, you became a Spark girl, you appeared in a few shows, and you always did very well. In fact, in any contest you took part in, you came out at the top. Finally, you're now the owner of Blanca and Co. Some people have been saying that you lobbied or bought your way through. But personally, I don't believe that. I mean, I saw your performance last night, and I said to myself, 'This girl is a star.' You're amazing, and that's just it. However, I'd still want to get to know what you have to say about a few rumors that have come up. There was a time when people were saying you're dating older men. You were even caugh

Back then, Paige, Harriet, and I were engaged in some drinks in the living room. I was informed by Paige last night that her brother owned not only an architectural and interior design firm but also a real estate company and a top-tier construction company marked with a triple-A rating. It's amusing to think that a gangster like him has achieved something. Our professions are closely related, as I discovered that Trace Dimagiba is a licensed architect. And I never thought that could be possible for someone like him.

I frowned and interrupted his next sentence. “I don’t think I understand you. What exactly happened to Paige? I saw her today at school and she was totally fine to me, so what are you talking about?” He scrunched his face and whenever Nico did that, it was because he was in disbelief of something. “You didn’t hear about what happened,” I shook my head. “What happened?” “Her dad’s company got burnt a few days ago. They lost everything in that building and the family is bankrupt already and they’re on the verge of being homeless,”

He tried convincing her. "Well, congratulations to you." Paige said, dipping a hand into her small shoulder bag. "Your little gossip just earned me a whole page of four thousand dollars needed by Veronica and her daughter." She said handing him the sheet of paper she got from Veronica earlier. "I hope this makes you happy." She concluded sadly.

"Spit it out. What is the number?" Paige let go of Carllo’s hand, her eyes instantly sharpening with greed. "My clever boy. Look, I’m not saying I won't let him go. But if you both leave the territory, who’s going to provide for me? Who’s going to ensure I have a roof over my head?" "Get to the point, Paige," I snapped. "One million," she demanded. "Give me a million for my retirement, and you can take your brother to the ends of the earth for all I care."

There even looked to be paparazzi taking photos. “Who is that?” I asked. Zoe looked where I was looking and stood on her toes a bit to get a better look. “Oh, wow, that’s Anthony Preciado. He’s like a seriously famous painter, like world-renowned. His net worth is in the billions,” Zoe explained with a bit of awe in her tone.