Victor Mature Net Worth Novels & Stories

Carly's eyes searched Victor's, and she found nothing unusual. "It looks like Victor is thinking about work; usually he gets like that, unfocused. Don't you know that Victor is quite famous in the ranks of businessmen; he is also included in the top 3 influential billionaires in New York?" explained Carly, who was very proud to share the achievements of Victor, her future husband. "Ahh, hearing the greatness of your future husband makes me jealous," said one of Carly's friends, who raised her wine glass and cheered.

Victor tried explaining to them as much as he could, but his words were like trying to warm ice with breath. Bosch Group was a private company, so investors meant everything to Victor. Overnight, their company’s value which was nearing a billion dollars was reduced to nearly half of that before noon. Victor go so furious he destroyed the mobile, came to Ryan’s room and slapped him and kicked him out of the house. “Get lost, and don’t show your face again!” Victor roared. Ryan was deeply hurt, not just because Victor hit him but also because Vivian didn’t even stop him.

Life continuing, indifferent to their crisis. "Can I ask you something?" Juliet said. "Always." "What happens if Victor wins? If you lose Olatunji Technologies?" "I survive. I have other investments. Property holdings. Venture capital stakes." He gestured vaguely. "I'd still be wealthy. Still be successful by any reasonable measure." "But?"

"Stop trying to be a passive investor. Become the toll bridge. Position yourself right in the middle of Alistair’s path. Make it painfully, agonizingly expensive for him to cross your line." Victor looked at the napkin, then up at me. The calculating coldness in his eyes vanished, replaced by a profound, almost reverent respect. He wasn't looking at Julian Carter’s ex-wife anymore. He wasn't even looking at Lucian Blackwood’s fiancée. "You didn't just spot the trap," Victor said quietly. "You weaponized it." "Capital is just water, Victor," I said, capping my pen. "It’s all about who builds the dam."

Please correct me if I’m wrong, he said, looking at Makarius. "Your dad is right. My wealth was passed down for generations. Right now, we are worth a hundred billion, not counting the companies," Makarius said. "I thought Victoria signed a contract," Balthazar said. "I ripped it up that same day. It was never filed," he replied. "She is lucky to have you," my dad said.

Dr Vikash retorted in a loud and clear voice and declared his decision. “ STILL STUBBORN! IMPRESSED.” Vihaan turned around and sat beside his father while scratching his temple he said, “ Now, you have only this property to sell and the debt is 99 crore and 78 lacks. Am I right Dr Vikash?” Vihaan pressed his sour nub.

Charts flashed across the large screen behind them as financial analysts presented numbers, projections, and market shares. Victor listened patiently. Then he leaned forward. “Let’s stop wasting time,” he said. “Adriana, sell the company to me.” Silence fell across the room. Adriana raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Victor continued calmly. “I’m offering five billion for Cole Tech. Walk away with the profit before the market crushes it.” Adriana leaned back slowly in her chair. “You’re assuming the market will crush it.” Victor smiled.

"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."

Daiji declared and looked at Victor expectantly. Victor on the other hand is in a daze. This is not what he expected when he came here that morning. Everything seemed to be under his control. He was confident that he would be able to take Mia away with him to Russia. But now, he ended up with a debt worth more than he has ever seen in his life. 'One billion dollars? I will not be able to earn that much even in a year as the boss of the Russian outfit. How can I pay it now? But, why should I pay? ' he thought.

To someone making connections they couldn't afford. The car moved smoothly through Chicago morning traffic toward the private airfield where her jet waited. Victoria used the time to review what she knew about Alexander Pierce... information compiled long before last night's incident. Thirty-four years old. Fortune estimated at $180 Trillion, primarily from revolutionary artificial intelligence technologies. Notoriously private. No known serious relationships since a broken engagement six years ago. Rumored to have an intelligence network that rivaled some government agencies. Considered by many to be Victoria's most formidable business rival, despite their companies operating in different s