Victor Martinez Net Worth Novels & Stories

Victor stood face to face with the man who was willing to do anything to have what wasn't his. Anyone in his position would get upset knowing another had his eyes on his woman "A woman of her caliber doesn't deserve to be with someone like you Victor," Mauricio said as he looked straight at Victor with no fear whatsoever. If other men feared Victor because he owned billions and was considered the wealthiest. Yes, he was a smart man.

"It's not a bad life, Ms. Grant. You'd still be rich. You'd still get to innovate. You'd just answer to someone else." "I already had that life," I said coolly. "I left it for a reason." He tilted his head. "Be careful. Pride is expensive." Damian shifted slightly in his chair, the movement so subtle I almost missed it. "Victor," he said evenly, "this isn't going to happen." "Think carefully," Victor replied. "The market's on my side. I've already spoken to three of your largest institutional investors. Marcus?" Marcus startled, as though he'd been caught. "Yes, sir?"

The word lands in my chest like a thunderclap. I'm free and I don't belong to any man all thanks to my father... Shawn hesitates, then nods once. “Understood.” I swallow. “How… how rich are you?” Victor finally looks at me and smiles proud, and almost shy at the same time. “Rich enough that twenty million dollars is insignificant if it means my daughter is free.” He leans back. “Ace Industries is worth billions, Stella.” Billions. The word barely registers before his expression shifts. “But none of that matters,” he says quietly. “Not if your pups are still with Cole Grant.”

"Ohhh… that dude back in high school whom you had eyes for. What’s with him?" I guess my brother does know a lot about me because why the hell does he know all his sister's crushes. Damn it! "He’s here," I said simply. “He asked me to come.” "What? Why?" "I have no idea," I admitted. "But apparently he’s… something now. A CEO. Rich. Famous. All the things.' Marcel blinked. "You didn’t know? Victor West is everywhere these days. Investments, tech, real estate. He’s a whole empire."

Victor thrashed against the restraints but the heavy ties held firm. “You can’t do this,” he said. I tightened the last tie until the plastic cut into his skin. Victor stared up at me, breathing fast. “Martina,” he said suddenly. I froze. Dante’s eyes flicked toward me as Victor’s voice softened. “That’s your real name.” I said nothing. Victor leaned forward in the chair.“You think I destroyed your life,” he said. “But I made you strong.” My hands clenched. “I gave you everything,” he continued. “The power you have now… it exists because of me.”

Worse still, the dowry your family put together was merely 200 thousand dollars, and yet you guys act like I still need to be forever grateful about it. "You should know pretty well who benefited the most from my marriage!" Yasmin mocked. She was clear about one thing—given Victor's character, he wouldn't have taken on any leadership roles if he didn't have anything to gain from Starr Corporation. So, Victor surely must have reaped a lot of benefits if he was on the board. And that was why Magnolia and Brittany panicked when Victor was fired from his role. In fact, when Yasmin thought about it, she realized that the cars Victor and his family drove were worth one million dollars each.

“No, I don’t want him dead. Make an example of one of his men, but I don’t want him to know who delivered the hit.” A week ago when I received the answers I was looking for, I set pandemonium loose on Fernandez’s operation—missing shipments, unexplained fires, and even two misplaced henchmen. Now there will be a third. The bastard’s life is only beginning its downward spiral. Andreas grunts his acknowledgement and I end the call. I pass the remainder of the day by going through accounts and familiarizing myself more with the inner workings of Victor’s organization. I was his enforcer, and money was never my concern. Now it’s more trouble than it’s worth. Okay, that’s a slight exaggeration. A

Ezra nodded and replied, "When he was still 20 years old, Vincent made a name for himself when he shaped Belief Finance into the monster it's known for. He made profits in the tens of billions of dollars, and in turn, he has practically taken over the Redmont family despite his young age." Austin was flabbergasted by the reveal. The young man known as Vincent was constantly slandered for relying on his family, but the results of tens of billions of dollars in profits were more than enough to serve as proof of his true abilities. Everyone had equal circumstances when it came to business, but he would be the one who stood above all. Austin couldn't help but be in awe of such a tale. He put awa

"It’s an honor, Ms. Hart. Lucas talks highly of you.” His voice was smooth, confident, and a little too charming. “Adrian owns Cortez Innovations,” Lucas continued proudly. “A tech company worth… what is it now? two hundred million?” Couldn't he be a billionaire at least? God needs to punish Damian and demote him from being a billionaire. Someone has to beat his net worth. “Five hundred,” Adrian corrected with a modest shrug. “But we keep that quiet so people don’t ask for handouts.” Ugh, he is too cocky. Damian is a billionaire and does not even act that way.

"No, I don't want him dead. Make an example of one of his men, but I don't want him to know who delivered the hit." A week ago when I received the answers I was looking for, I set pandemonium loose on Fernandez's operation-missing shipments, unexplained fires, and even two misplaced henchmen. Now there will be a third. The bastard's life is only beginning its downward spiral. Andreas grunts his acknowledgement and I end the call. I pass the remainder of the day by going through accounts and familiarizing myself more with the inner workings of Victor's organization. I was his enforcer, and money was never my concern. Now it's more trouble than it's worth. Okay, that's a slight exaggeration. A