When Isabella stepped foot on Nami's private jet, her jaw dropped. She had seen private planes on TV and online before, but none like that. It was like a house in the sky. There were two oversized bedrooms. A dining room, a sitting area that looked more like a living room with a built-in TV on the walls and seat belts in the couches. Isabella looked back at her friend and said, “Just how rich is your family?”
“Our net worth is about 10 billion, I think, but it’s nothing compared to Tyler, trust me,” Nami said, humbly, as if ten billion dollars was nothing.
Isabella then looked over at Yasmin, who causally dropped her bag and took a seat in the living room area, “She’s right, they are not as rich as our alpha. But this is really nice though,” Yasmin said, nonchalantly. She had been on co
