Novel & Cerita Waifu Mia Net Worth

“Didn’t expect to hear from you until Fashion Week.” “Change of plans,” Mia said, her tone casual but on edge. “You still freelancing for those gossip rags?” “You know velvet Vine pays fast and well,” Devon replied. “You want scandal or glamour?” “Scandal. And a big one.” She replied. There was silence on the other side of the line. Mia leaned forward, lowering her voice. “Adrian Wu. I want to know if you’ve got anything on him or can get it. The messier, the better.”

“You...” Mia pursed her lips and lowered her head. “I’ve done something really bad to you, and you’re still willing to help me out?” “First of all, you did it for your younger brother, didn’t you? Although it’s wrong to steal someone else’s wallet because you want to heal him, I can see that you’re not hopelessly bad.” Freyja placed a card on the table and moved toward her. “There is $30,000 here, and I’ll lend it to you. I’ll then introduce you to a job after your brother’s surgery is over and his eyesight is restored. You can slowly return the money to me after you start working.”

"You are one weird man. First you Kidnapped me and took me to your house and made me work to pay off my two million dollars debt. You took me shopping and bought more than twenty million dollars worth of clothes and jewelries for me" Adrian looked at the woman in his arms. She has been babbling and poking his chest with her fingers since they got into the car. "If that's not weird then tell me what is? I'm even beginning to think that you kidnapped me for another reason, huh?" Mia grabbed his head and brought it down so that she could stare into his blue eyes with her watery green ones.

That’s all there is. “Ooh, I see,” I say with a smile tugging at my lips. “Why are you smiling, Mia?” he asks, his voice low and curious. “Nothing,” I reply softly, feeling a bit shy. “I just can’t believe you own all those offices. I mean… you’ve already made it in life, and you still look so young. No one would ever guess that you’re a millionaire.” “Yeah,” he shrugs, “I believe it’s just luck. Nothing more.”

Don't act like you don't know what's good for you! The house was spotless, bright from end to end. Only I stood there, stained and out of place, like I never belonged there. Mia picked up a slice of apple and chewed it slowly, her eyes sliding toward me, amused, like a cat toying with a mouse. "Solana, you'd better work hard." She lifted her wrist and showed off her brand-new smartwatch. I had seen it online. The price was exactly 4,000 dollars. "After all," she continued, "this family is counting on that tiny bit you bring to the table."

Finally, I drop the folder on her table, “How much are they paying you?” “Now we’re getting to the good part,” Big Mama smirked, “But I don’t really know how that would matter, Violet. A woman of your stature would probably never afford it.” Markus’s voice was scary, “Hey-” “No,” I cut him off, shrugging. “She’s right. I can’t afford it.” Big Mama smiled as if she had just won. She grabs the folder and hugged it close to her chest. “But just to quench your curiosity,” Big Mama teased, licking her lips like the amount that would come out of her mouth tasted awesome. “For a partnership, they’re paying me about 3 to 4 million-”

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.

" Laura didn't dare say another word. She just sighed softly. They had invested so much in Mia over the years. Beyond her hobbies, everything about her had been cultivated with precision from head to toe. Just her maintenance, diet, and lifestyle alone cost over ten million a year, not to mention all the bags, clothes, and shoes. Yet, after she doctored photos to slander Jessie, the industry blacklisted her. All those years of training and expenses had gone up in smoke. Of course, Laura hadn't expected her to repay the Stewart family. She had only hoped Mia could one day support herself. Now, the only sound in the living room was Mia's quiet sobbing. Jessie grew irritated. Her patience was w

“Mia gave us $2 million each. And we will take $100,000 out each. We would have to $200,000. That’s enough to hire a professional assassin in M city.” “Yes, yes, I will listen to you. We will do whatever you say.” “Prepare your passport and everything. As soon as the money is transferred, we will leave!” “$4 million is enough for us to live a wealthy life in P country. We don’t have to be with that Mia anymore!” Saying that I pulled Oscar into my arms. He also changed his attitude and looked at me lovingly. The two of us are lovers. We are with Mia, just to make money.

Seeing my continued silence, he pressed on, "Therefore, I'm willing to offer you five million dollars in exchange for one year of being my wife." Mia's jaw dropped, her eyes reflecting the pure shock I felt. "This sounds like something out of a movie or one of those crazy romance novels," she exclaimed. "But there's more," I informed her. "There's more?" she echoed, a tinge of disbelief lacing her voice. I nodded solemnly. "his so-called 'nephew' happens to be Matthew Smith." Mia's eyes widened further. "You're kidding me?", Mia said, "I wish I was, "I answered her.