“I’m assuming, as his dear friends, you all know Johann’s worth?” There was a moment of confused silence. “Like, as a person?” Danny finally asked hesitantly. “Of course we do. Jay’s wonderful.” Wolfe gave an amused hum at that answer, eliciting a growl from Roman, who clearly took it to be mocking (it definitely was). “I mean monetarily,” Wolfe clarified. At their blank looks, he sighed, clearly pained beyond belief. “Johann is, to be frank, a billionaire. Several times over.”
