Vanessa Cage Net Worth Novels & Stories

DAMIEN Hayes is waiting in my office when we return, with a grim expression. "Tell me you found something," I say, guiding Elara to sit on the couch while I remain standing. "More than something." Hayes pulls up his tablet. "After the coffee meeting, I went deeper into Vanessa Wright's financial records. She's broke. Completely broke." "The designer clothes, the Birkin bag..."

I was taller than her now, or maybe it was just the power radiating from my skin that made it feel that way. "Ms. St. Cloud, I presume?" My voice was like velvet-coated ice. "I’ve read about you in the financial audits. The woman who nearly bankrupted a kingdom in five years through 'charity' funds that went straight to your jewelry collection. My name is Elara Vance, CEO of Vance International. And as of eight o'clock this morning, I own forty percent of this estate." "You’re a liar!" Genevieve lunged forward, her hand raised to slap me.

Ethan slid a tablet toward her, showing a detailed breakdown of VIREX’s early roadmap, funding structure, and hiring plan. Her expression shifted quickly from playful to serious. “I need someone to run the day-to-day. Scheduling. Staffing. Logistics. I focus on the strategy. Felix handles tech. You make the machine run.” “And compensation?” she asked, arms folded. “$15,000 monthly, 5% equity. You’ll be VP of Operations.” Vanessa’s eyes narrowed. “And what makes you think I’ll say yes?” Ethan smiled. “Because you’re tired of being undervalued. Because you hate people who look down on you. And because you’re smart enough to see this is real.”

"I have a business deal for you. One that could change your life. But you have to be smart enough to take it." Savi frowned. "What kind of deal?" Vanessa exhaled dramatically. "I know you were involved in Sophia’s past scandal. And I know there was a video." Savi's face paled. Vanessa smirked. "Relax. I’m not here to judge. I’m here to offer you two hundred thousand dollars in exchange for that footage. Send it to me, and the money is yours. No questions asked." Savi’s breath hitched. Two hundred thousand?

And he began to read out the names and how much they paid. Mr and Mrs Osman of Nice house of plastics - 10million. Holtona Shantal - 55million Atimo Andrew of Hardware center-10million Dartex Kizman of DK international-25 million William Wanta of William advocates-15million Andre Astin - 30million Mary Omondo of Maria bridals-20 million Robert Kenze of Kenze investments - 40million Catherine - 10million Willy-10million Kera Hassan of Kera hardware world-15million.

“Yes. Unfortunately, I’m the one who has to watch her pretend to be a leader.” “In that case… I can make you an interesting offer,” Vanessa purred. “Wouldn’t you like to shake her position a little? With the right reward, of course.” Raka paused, then asked cautiously, “What kind of reward?” Vanessa’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Connections. I can introduce you to top brand owners and investors. Bigger opportunities than just being another designer here. All you have to do is make sure Deviana’s project… fails.”

She had hired two consultants with the money, and they had done their jobs well. The taste of revenge was almost within reach. Just thinking about Serena made Victoria’s blood boil. The humiliation she’d endured—being called a mistress in public, in front of people from New York’s most elite circles—still stung. Her fingers clenched around her phone. “What are the conditions?” she asked, trying to hide the edge in her voice. “The asking price is high—twice the market rate. It’ll cost about twenty million.” Victoria’s expression faltered. Twenty million?

Frederick grabbed the phone from her, reading the name slowly, disbelief tightening every line in his face. Cassie, confused, finally pulled out her own phone. She’d never thought to check before; to her, Sebastian had always been the kind, grounded guy she could rely on. And there it was. Sebastian Hale – CEO, Veyra Group, Manhattan. Forbes #2. Net Worth: $200 billion. Family life: Completely private. “Seb… how?” she whispered, stunned. She had known he’d do well, but this, this was power on a level few ever touched.

The job offer she had gotten recently was pertaining to Joshua Lynch as well. "Well, Joshua Lynch's wife, Luna, owes me a lot of money." Vanessa sighed, then continued, "About a hundred million, to be exact. She didn't have a lot of money while she was abroad and needed my help to return to Banyan City. At that time, she promised me that once she returned to Joshua's side, she'd return my money and even another hundred million as interest and for my silence.

Cia explained. Vanessa still didn't understand until she ended the call in order to confirm what Cia meant. She checked social media immediately, it was all true. Everything Cia told her. Fox entertainment made an announcement that she would star as the lead role in an upcoming movie “The Billionaires Contract Wife” Vanessa read most articles that were published but she didn't care about them. She was going to reject the proposal in the first place because Manuel was behind her getting the role. She didn't want to earn her fame through Manuel but for her talent as an actress. Vanessa finds it embarrassing to be living off Manuel. She didn't need him to stand in as her backbone.