Reina Del Cid Net Worth Novels & Stories

"No, but seriously George, I have to tell you something. The person who defended her was Kingston Reina. THAT Kingston Reina." "What? No, that's impossible. There's no way she knows him." I brush off the idea as another one of Jessica's fantasies. Kingston Reina is THE businessman. A global name as well as a household one, one of the richest men in the world if not THE richest. He and his wife are so well known they usually only brush shoulders with the high upper class. Ella couldn't know him; I don't even know him, and there has been no opportunity for her to ever meet him, so I just can't believe Jessica's words.

Dead eleven days now, and she hadn’t even had time to grieve him properly before Damian discarded her like spoiled fruit. “I know who you are,” she said carefully. “What is this about?” “The will was read this morning.” A pause, heavy with something she couldn’t name. “Ms. Reyes, you are the sole surviving heir to Reyes Holdings. Your grandfather’s entire estate, the shipping empire, the real estate division, the offshore accounts.…..everything. ….. It’s yours. All twelve billion dollars of it.” Elena stopped walking. The city kept moving around her taxis honking, strangers brushing past but she stood frozen on that sidewalk, divorce papers still warm in her purse, and felt the ground shift

she retorted “You never approved of him till he became rich. And you call Rebecca ambitious? She sold herself to the highest bidder for your approval.” Elisa silenced her with an icy stare. “Mind your words. Thanks to Rebecca’s duty and sacrifice, our ancestral estates remain sound, which is more than I can say for you. What achievements can you claim after all these years beyond youthful scandals and embarrassing spectacles?” Stung at having her thriving winery dismissed so callously, Reyna drew herself up. “For your information, I’ve built a successful business myself without riding on the family wealth for once. Phoenix Winery is already turning enough profit to… "

Ciara didn't understand what her mother meant and asked curiously. “Don't you remember that vegetative patient?” Suelen choked and said. “Her parents are interested in Victoria, and they don't care who she is, as long as she's a woman, and anyway, Victoria is a princess of the Lazer family. And they'll give us 1.5 million reais, as long as we marry her to that patient!” "Really? 1.5 million? That's great. Don't worry, Mom. I'll get her back!“ Ciara's mood suddenly brightened when she thought that Victoria would have to take care of a vegetative patient for the rest of her life.

They wanted him to pay for what he did but my parents intervened in the case and insisted that they were still not sure if Reina really did die since there was no body found. They played the law and said that as long as they couldn’t produce a body or even a piece of evidence that Reina was indeed inside that house when it got burned, there was no case to follow. Because of it, Casiella drifted away from our family. They stopped attending annual meetings at the palace and they didn’t even try to reach out to us, ever again. “Reina Casiella was Jyn’s wife,” Rajiv said. “What?” He was the man that the young heiress married!

“ You must be Richard's aunty, you look just like him" With hands in my pocket, I gulped down the bile before deciding to answer Reina, who was crooking her finger at me. “ You have grown so well, Richard…you look so much like your mother and… I am glad that you are fine” I drank in her sight. Gray hair, dainty smile and an elegant face and figure. It wasn't difficult to tell that she would have had numerous men running after her when she was younger, and it was no wonder she had ended up attracting one of the wealthiest men in Geneva until he had filed for bankruptcy after gambling all his wealth away.

Though there was a strange undertone to it, Cecilia did not stop there as she continued, “I heard that a commander’s reward is around two million, yet you get such a small amount of money after five years. You even went through uncountable life and death situations, but the amount of money you get isn’t much. You bought a villa and several cars, and didn’t I hear that you’ve even hired bodyguards? With my calculation, Fane doesn’t have much money left, right? He only has several tens of millions, no?” Indifferent, Selena icily replied, “Yes, we don’t have much money, but we aren’t short of money right now either. We’re satisfied that we have a house, cars, and several tens of millions. Altho

She planned on fleeing overseas, but the police arrested her. Freya: [...800 million dollars? My God. Cindy is out of her mind. Hasn’t she been making a lot of money? From the money she earned in the entertainment industry and the money she had been receiving from the Jewell family for investment, buying property, and cars, her net worth should be over one billion dollars. She’s richer than anyone of us. She used to be so poor that she couldn’t even afford bread in the morning. Now that she’s rich, why is she still not content? To think she even got involved in cheating and murder. Has she lost her conscience? How greedy of her.]

As beads of sweats trickled on her forehead, Hera read. “Patrick Preston Hemmingworth (January 21, 1986) is a Filipino entrepreneur, media proprietor, investor, and computer engineer. He is the founder and executive chairman (president) of Sagkahan High where he also served as a CEO. With a net worth of almost $200.1 billion as of September 2021, he is either the wealthiest Filipino alive or the second-wealthiest person in the world…”

"Funny, because the last time I found her she was trying to negotiate with Marc, my men, to sell her body cheaply to him." Reina's face paled. "I heard you have a lot of debt because of your drug-addicted mother?" She did not answer me but backed away. There was absolutely no hint of passion in those eyes of hers. "Let's negotiate," I grinned, looking around the cheap motel while tapping my shoes on the floor. "Investigate everything about Killian and I'll pay you." Her eyes widened in surprise again. She shook her head. "I'm not..."