Vice Ganda Net Worth Novels & Stories

“Why do you even want me? There are many other hackers out there with twice as many skills than me.” “You’re special.” I didn’t know how to feel. The only thing I was thinking about at the moment was my son. “Special?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Working for me comes with a lot of benefits. You get my protection and if you prove yourself worthy, you get $10,000 every week.” “$10,000?” Was he fucking insane? I wondered if he meant it or if he just said it to make me agree. But he was Vito Giancana, he could give out that money without a sweat.

Lacey stood in front of Victor and smiled, “Hello, Mister Cross, so, the agreement that you approached your wife with was three million dollars one mansion, the beach house and two cars. Is that correct?” Victor nodded, “Yes, it was.” Lacey asked, “Mister Cross, for the record, how much are you currently worth?” Victor took a deep breath and answered, “Approximately five-hundred billion.”

I opened a new tab and typed his name: Nathan Vanny. Results flooded the screen: Nathaniel Vanny (Age 31) — CEO & Principal Founder of Vanny Global Enterprises. Estimated Net Worth: $14.2 Billion. Overview: Real estate mogul, venture capitalist, and sole heir to the Vanny Family Dynasty. Ranked #1 Most Eligible Bachelor in New York. The sidewalk seemed to tilt under my feet. The man I had walked up to on the sidewalk outside a church. The man I had offered a thousand bucks in cash to pretend to be my date. The man who had calmly dropped to one knee, held my hand carefully, and accepted my cheap envelope in the dark…

2 billion. Stock investments: $3.8 billion. Real estate holdings: $1.5 billion. Venture capital stakes: $900 million. Total net worth: Just over $10 billion. Tiana stared at the numbers, feeling a strange mix of pride and emptiness. She'd done this. All by herself. While Nikolai had ignored her, while the Toriaga family had dismissed her, while the world had assumed she was just a kept wife living off her husband's generosity, she'd been building an empire in the shadows.

We continued eating and they keep on talking about businesses and I can’t believe that my father asked about his net worth! “Papa!” I said to him but he just look at me. “It’s okay, Thalia,” Giovanni said. “It’s around three hundred billion euros, Sir,” Giovanni asked and we dropped our jaws. That much? Even if we combine all our money we will not reach that amount of net worth! I just stared at him. “T-That much? The last time I knew is around one hundred fifty billion euros,” I commented. “For the past two years our businesses expanded globally and we closed many deals and investments,” Giovanni said and I just nodded.

Bree replied. Giana shifted, turning to stare at Bree, her eyes blinking at her as she pouted. “It’s not necessary. We can just take this opportunity as a vacation, you know. Going on a spa date, scrubbing, there’s a whole lot to do.” She held Bree’s hands, blinking cutely at her. “We can’t let all that money go to waste. I heard Spencer Bennett’s net worth is more than fifty billion dollars. We won’t even be spending a quarter of one-quarter of the money. Just a little.” Bree glared at her, prying her hands away from Giana’s hold. “Stop staring at me that way.”

She mistreated him a lot, and now she missed out on a chance to make her family great. Taking her eyes off Stacey Gwendolyn looked at Garfield, smiling faintly as she asked, straightforwardly. "Tell me, what's your net worth…um Mr. Dent?" She asked in a polite voice. But If this young man didn't have money, then he was not fit to be her granddaughter's husband. In Fact she was going to throw him out of her house immediately. Garfield smiled faintly as he replied. "Call me Garfield ma'am… and my net worth is 500 million dollars by the way." Garfield replied, with a smug smile. Thinking that will impress Gwendolyn and the rest of the family. And it did!

He was the man from last night—the one who nearly took me away. He stood calmly in front of a swarm of reporters, his face as stern as ever. His sharp eyes and chiseled jaw gave him an aura of power and arrogance. He spoke with authority, every syllable drawing me in, my eyes glued to his striking face. Adrian Foster—the CEO of the Foster Group. Possessing unimaginable wealth and a mysterious identity. His net worth was estimated at over 500 billion dollars. No one could calculate his true fortune—it was simply too vast, spanning nearly the entire universe.

“I know and I’m proud of that” “What do you intend doing? “Getting back to the hotel and you’ve got to woo Monalisa in the presence of Jayden” “And what’s my payment” “$10,000” “What? Are you fucking kidding me? I do not need that. I’ve got lots of money. My net worth is five million US dollars. I don’t need your tiny thousands. But you can pay me in one way” “Which is? Gerald pulled her in and smacked her ass, rubbed his palm over her ass and grabbed the butt cheek.

Apparently Mr Gordon asked him if he knew the person they would be choosing for the #1 Billionaire title, they were all in this together. Mr Gordon was a 30 year old young entrepreneur, he was nominated to be among the list of Billionaires to compete, unlike Xavier who was into companies and real estate investment with stocks and shares, Mr Gordon owns about four schools all around San Francisco, and he roughly has a net worth of $200billion so he was among the entrepreneurs competing also. Mr Gordon thought of owning his company and that will cause him a lot of money to fund before he can start earning from it, and this would reduce his chances of winning, that was why he called Xavier up t