Sage Kimzey Net Worth Novels & Stories

Sieg sneered. Everybody smirked in disdain. “He never learns, Mr. Lyfe. He’s still challenging you. Just finish him. Show him who is boss!” Mason, Sirius, and more clamored. They wanted Kaze dead. “Secure my funds? Alright. I’ll grant your last wish.” Sieg said with a smug smile, “I have prepared a lump sum. It isn’t much. Just 10 billion dollars. “Half of the money is Dakota and his team’s capital to acquire Rove.

Sage shivered involuntarily. The man spoke, his voice smooth and commanding. “Good morning. I’m Damian Cross, CEO of Cross Global Enterprises. Summit Real Estate, as many of you know, is a subsidiary of my corporation. Today’s auction will proceed swiftly and efficiently. I expect no interruptions.” A murmur rippled through the crowd at the name. Sage felt her stomach drop. She’d heard of Damian Cross—everyone had. Billionaire mogul, destroyer of small businesses, and a man whose face graced magazines alongside headlines like “The King of New York” and “Cold as Steel, Rich as Sin.”

She couldn't believe what she saw. "what the fuck!" Ruth yelled. He gave her a check of 15,000 dollars. She checked it to know if it was fake and it seemed legit. It had watermark and every other thing. Her head was spinning, so she sat down on a bench at a bus stop and started googling Kennedy Zagon. Business man, Ceo of Zagon, Investor, Real estate. Net worth $5 billion. "Oh my Gosh. I just fucked a billion dick." She said to herself. She brought the check, look around and examined it again before making her way back to her house.

Sage defended. "If not you, then who is?" Mia probed. After a moment of contemplation, Sage responded with a question, "Once his background is exposed, will he lose everything and become just like an ordinary person?" Mia couldn't help but notice a mischievous glint in Sage's eyes. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before replying, "It's possible, especially since he just promised to transfer all his shares to Mrs. Barrett. He might soon find himself penniless, unable to afford luxurious gifts or trips to expensive amusement parks like today."

‘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!’

Liam said he didn't want to look like a bozo by not paying her back. Kimberly waved her arm in denial to Liam's request. "No, forget it, I have more than enough money to buy a new one… I'm the richest singer ever after all." Kimberly bragged, her left hand playing with her hair. And she was right about being the richest singer, her net worth was currently at 300 million dollars, and she was only 24 years old. "Anyways, I came here to see Lana, but she is not here, do you have any idea where she might be?" Kimberly asked, looking at Liam.

"What?" "I am standing before Isaiah Alcatraz., the young CEO of X-ZIG." she squealed, trying so hard to contain her joy. Zoey couldn't believe her ears. If he is Isaiah then he is the one being talked about by millions of people. The youngest billionaire and CEO of X-ZIG. Why would he of all people be standing in front of her door? "Brother, I got the documents." Eddie said, standing beside him. Isaiah pocketed his hand and faced him. "Let's go. I am impressed with the house. We will start the renovation immediately."

“Just how much does he think is eㅡ” “90 million…” I butted in, watching how her face paled and she leaned in closer. “Are we talking dollars here?” She whispered. “No, coins” I offered sarcastically. She hit me lightly and shuddered. “That's a lot of money to just throw around. Honey, you don't have to marry someone because of that…” “Sage's surgery is due and I need that money. I went to meet him today and he said he was going to give me a part of it and… Piper…” my voice shook and she collected me into her arms, stroking my head as I cried into her shoulder.

Sebastian Cross. He'd googled the name, of course. Sebastian Cross was a venture capitalist, CEO of Cross Capital Holdings, with a personal net worth estimated somewhere north of $200 million. There were photos—charity galas, business conferences, the occasional paparazzi shot. Always in expensive suits, always with the same controlled expression. Never with a date. Never with anyone, actually. He seemed to exist in a bubble of expensive solitude. Kai's phone buzzed. A text from his mom's nurse: Treatment went well today. She's resting. Don't forget the payment is due Friday.