Vanessa Cage Net Worth Novels & Stories

She shoots me a dirty look over her shoulder. "He's by far the hottest man in the entire world. I'm sure you know that." I roll my eyes at Vanessa's antics and collapse on the sofa beside her. "Why on Earth would a sane human being convert an entire diamond mine into a helipad lounge?" It honestly doesn't make any sense to me. Vanessa's eyes are still glued to the TV. She barely pays me any attention. "The kind that is worth a bazillion Dollars, darling. Mason's a billionaire. He can afford it."

Taylor wanted to rebuild his life with Carista as he had desired for a long time. The man's focus returned to the next page; he was quite surprised when Nania revealed another fact about Carista's parents. "Vanezoir and Angela have an inheritance worth five million dollars? And all that inheritance is given to Carista?" Taylor was puzzled. "Where did they get that much money? If they were wealthy from the start, Vanezoir shouldn't have left debts in the first place, and Angela should have been able to cure her illness without any obstacles."

Elena at charity galas where tickets cost a million dollars each. "This can't be right," Marcus whispered. "She was nobody. A waitress working at some dive bar. I saved her from that life." "You didn't save her from anything. She was hiding." Frank pointed to a document. "See this? Her personal net worth is estimated at forty-seven billion dollars. Billion, with a B. She owns companies you've probably never heard of. Art worth hundreds of millions. Real estate on three continents." Marcus's vision swam. "No. No, this is wrong. I would have known. Someone would have told me."

"I mean, could she have been hiding this the whole time?" Amanda scrolls through her phone frantically. "Look at these articles. Forbes calls her 'The Genius Who Emerged from Nowhere.' TechCrunch says she's 'revolutionizing cybersecurity.' This company, Vale Tech, it's worth billions." "Billions," Victoria repeats numbly. The woman they'd dismissed as too ordinary, too simple, too beneath their circle had built an empire. While they were gossiping at charity lunches, she'd been changing the world. "I need another drink," Catherine says.

He took a step closer, his glare cutting through her. In the past life, Vanessa had profited handsomely by selling project papers to shady buyers, funding her endless cosmetic enhancements. But this time? Every cent she swallowed would be regurgitated tenfold. And prison awaited her.

By morning, Vanessa’s name was trending. Not Mrs. Alexander Cole. Not The Contract Wife. Just Vanessa. Stripped of protection. Stripped of context. Fed to the public like a story they could dissect, distort, and destroy. She stared at the screen in silence as headline after headline refreshed itself into existence. WHO IS VANESSA COLE AND WHAT IS SHE HIDING? FROM NURSING STUDENT TO BILLIONAIRE’S WIFE: A PERFECT ASCENT?

Julia~ Julia was panicking, pacing in her room like a trapped animal who knew it was in danger. “1.5 billion?” she whispered, her throat tight. She had five hundred million from that person. Where on earth was she supposed to find another billion? Her net worth had once been seven hundred and sixty million, but that was before everything went downhill. Before companies began dropping her one by one. Before her agency suspended her indefinitely. Before the internet turned into a warzone of hashtags demanding her downfall.

Where Kira would be the center of attention, surrounded by her family, her money, her power. And Vanessa would be what? Adrian’s date? His consolation prize? No. She wouldn’t let it happen like that. Vanessa drove toward her apartment, her thoughts spiraling. Kira didn’t deserve this. Any of it. She’d been a housewife. A nobody. For nine years, she’d done nothing but cook and clean and raise children. She hadn’t worked. Hadn’t contributed. Hadn’t built anything. And now suddenly she was an Ashford? Suddenly she had billions?

The next morning, Chen arrives with unexpected news. “We found something. In Vanessa’s communications. Something about Vaughn.” “Vaughn’s in prison. He pled guilty. He’s done.” “Not quite.” Chen opens his laptop. “Vanessa was communicating with him. Through his lawyer. For months. He was advising her. Helping her plan. Funding part of her conspiracy.” “How? He’s broke. His assets were seized.” “Not all of them. He hid money. Offshore accounts we didn’t find. Shell corporations buried so deep they escaped the initial investigation.” Chen shows us transfers. “He sent Vanessa seventy-five thousand. Three separate payments. Over four months.”