A Golden Opportunity 소설 & 이야기

Jamie arrived at the L Tech early as her usual time and the employees are a bit surprised. Jamie was greeted by the employees as she walk past them. Admiration and respect can be seen in the atmosphere. Jamie is strict in terms of work but she knows how to take good care of them. Thats the reason why she becomes successful in the business world. As the saying says You reap what you saw, if you do good it will be returned to you tenfolds. And it's true! And many of their business partners try to court her stop when they learned that she was the former Franz Ribbs fiance. They don’t dare!

"You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?" I dragged my eyes from the sight and turned to him, then replied. "You did say the moon hasn't shined this brightly in a hundred years." He leaned towards me as though sharing a secret, then whispered in my ear. "Maybe the Moon Goddess is also celebrating with you. It's your Turning Feast, after all." I snorted. "Since when has the Moon Goddess ever cared about the affairs of one single person?" My father laughed. "You've always been a feisty one. Good thing you've Turned now. It's high time we found you a man who would be able to tame you. Perhaps Alpha Alexander over there?" He pointed.

The ninety-eighth time, she indulged him after he killed our child. The ninety-ninth time, she indulged him and helped him evade justice. Vivian Blake really had only one chance left. The exhaust dust pulled me back to reality. Caleb once said he could only sit in the passenger seat, and he only didn't get carsick when Vivian drove. "Then let's use one chance. You can take a cab anyway." Ever since I nodded that time, Vivian's car had become his private ride. She no longer needed to ask me even once.

Paul said to them, “Firstly, I have to tell you that you've come at the right time. The Seymour family is not very protective of the Prescription of Golden Medicine. If you'd like to have it, there’s a chance.” Damian was ecstatic. However, Thomas was thinking. Paul said “a chance,” so it was not that they could take it back with them now. Meaning, there had to be a catch. It was like buying a lottery ticket. Each ticket came with a chance to win $5,000,000, but how many people could actually win it? That was the important point. Paul continued to say, “But, your ability will determine whether you can have the Prescription of Golden Medicine or not.”

“Sooner or later, our opportunity will come.” *

It was a reminder I didn’t need that things were going terribly wrong. The phone rang again and it was Talciro. I almost let it go to voicemail but I changed my mind at the last second. “Luca,” he said, his voice smooth as oil. It was so smooth it grated on every last one of my fucking nerves. “Have you made your decision? The gold won’t wait around forever. You know that.” I leaned back, pinched the bridge of my nose. “My decision’s the same.” “You don’t want to miss this. Opportunities like this… I thought you’d finally seen reason by now.”

“For a small donation, you receive a blessing from the Golden God, and premium treatment. Gold Star members have access to the priority lounge.” What god doesn’t love a backhander? Not that there’s anything wrong with having money and using it to your advantage. Otherwise, what’s the point of being rich? The problem has always been when those with money use it to block those without. It’s like if you won the lottery, and then used your winnings to buy the numbers four, five and six. Everyone else still had a chance to win, as long as those three numbers didn’t come up, but it’s indisputably a dick move.

“But… there must be some way? Some chance for redemption?” Ophelia eyed her for a long, pointed moment. “Luck doesn’t exist for people like us. But opportunities,”—she put special weight on the word—“can be created. You made a mess, but you can tidy it up. Minimize the damage, play your cards right, and eventually… you might seize the advantage.” Some hope crept into Wren’s eyes—thin, desperate hope, but hope nonetheless. “What should I do? Do you have a plan?”

The voice from the other day that I thought I will never hear again. My eyes fluttered and slowly opened to see another most handsome man my eyes were eye were yet to chance upon. He was looking different from the other day. That day he was so bony and sickly but today he looked___ “I'm glad you approve what you see, Princess. I had worked hard to get here in a few weeks." he chuckled eerily sending spiky goosebumps spreading through my skin in fear "I told you I would have you when the time was right. I'm sorry I had to let you see at that time when I wasn't very prepared. What an opinion you must have had of me” his voice was golden and so were his moves as he sashayed from one end of the

"Think about it. This is already an easy way in for us. Without this opportunity, it would be even harder to execute the plan. There will be even more holes that we need to plug, and we could lose a lot of men. It's far better to spend some purple gold to save ourselves the trouble." Desmond sighed helplessly. He understood it even if Seymour had not said that. It was an incredibly rare opportunity that was basically hitting the jackpot, but he felt like it was still too high of a price!