A Hundred Million Mistake Novels & Stories

She mumbled, and I smiled at her. "Don't be sorry for me, Alice; this is a gift, and I know I made a mistake for trusting Ashton. I gave him everything without thinking about the consequences, and I can't blame him. I am at fault too. It was a mistake to love him, but I will do everything to have this baby inside my womb, even if it means giving up everything that I have dreamed of for the meantime." I said.

I typed in a one with six zero's, but then changed it when I remembered the sweet words I overheard through the baby monitor. 1000.500, and I pressed enter. A million and five hundred—that's how much I could have loved those girls and their mom. If I had not fucked it all up.

He practically mumbled his words. “Let's see. My husband is sleeping with someone else, my mother is tracking me and the media is speculating on everything. Did you know reporters were camped outside our house? I had to slowly drive through a throng of them trying to talk to me.” He looked down. Maybe he had the decency to be ashamed. “I'm sorry,” he muttered. “Are you though?” she said harshly and walked toward the stairs. “Ella, please. We can be friends you know.”

Alex shook his head and slowly said, "Don't say that. Symore, you may not believe me, but a few months ago, I was also tricked by that woman. Because of that, I was almost saddled with a huge debt of $50 million." "There's such a thing? Mr. Cohen, is it true? Or are you just comforting me?" "Is it really that comforting? Of course it’s true. Symore, what I want to say is that making a mistake is not all that bad. As Zeke said just now, we can recognize our shortcomings to better improve ourselves through the mistakes we made. So it’s also a good thing. Another example is Sir G. Someone as strong as him also made some mistakes when he was young and almost lost his life."

he asked in a genial tone. "200 thousand!" Janine said strongly with her hands on her hips. "200 thousand?" Kevan raised an eyebrow. "Of course." His forthrightness stunned Janine. Chagrined, she waved her hand and said, "I made a mistake, it’s not 200 thousand, it’s 500 thousand!" "500 thousand? That’s fine too." Kevan did not hesitate. Hearing this, Dick Hardy glared at Janine before stepping in front of her. "That’s too little, we demand one million!"

“Oh okay." A tensed silence, so thick I could cut through it with a knife, surrounded us. I laughed, my ridiculous situation suddenly feeling extremely funny to me. Noah Hale watched me like the knots holding my brain together had loosened. “Are you okay?" “Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I replied curtly, my strange laughter increasing. “It was a mistake, you know. A terribly horrible mistake." I said once my laughter died down. “It was a one night stand with a man I met at a club one night." I started to explain to him.

“Are you mentally alright? We did absolutely nothing! Are you even here for the contract? or are you one of these ladies that would do anything to create a web for your victim?!" I spun on my heel, ready to storm out. “Maybe I should have listened to my instinct! Have fun searching for a surrogate, Mr. Billionaire!” I shouted, anger and frustration bleeding together. He didn’t flinch. Instead, he calmly said, “Then maybe you should leave.” I raised a brow. "Huh?" He leaned closer, and whispered. "I said Get Out!" I hissed, grabbed my bags, and hurriedly walk to the door...I winced while twisting the knob slowly and realized my hurting hands wouldn't let me.

“Do you ever regret it? Hiring me? Letting me in?” He laughed softly, a low sound that reverberated in the quiet room. “My billion-dollar mistake wasn’t hiring you.” He stepped closer, fingers brushing against mine as if he was afraid to let go. “It was thinking I could succeed alone. That I could control everything and everyone without seeing the value of… this.” He gestured between us. Between the life we’d built, the empire we’d protected, and the bond that had become the centre of everything. “I guess your mistake was mine too,” I whispered. “Believing I didn’t belong in any of this. That my voice didn’t matter.”

Let me count the zeros. Lillian: 100,000,00. OH MY GOD. THAT'S TEN MILLION!!! Lillian: ARIA WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! I sank onto the piano bench, feeling lightheaded. Me: I didn't do anything! It just appeared in my account! Lillian: Remember when I joked about getting your husband to reimburse you for turning down his aunt's ten million dollars? Well, damn girl, he doesn't mess around! Me: This has to be some kind of mistake.

"So, how many millions was it?" "300 million," Cindy reported, her heart tightening painfully under Natalie’s pressure. Natalie slammed the table, a sharp, cold light flashing in her eyes. "Didn’t you write 200 million in your original application? How did you forget your own number in just three years?" "I… I misremembered, yes, yes, it was 200 million." Cindy corrected herself quickly, cold sweat already dripping down her forehead. "It was a mistake," Natalie said evenly. Then her gaze sharpened, piercing straight through Cindy as if stripping away her defenses. "Tell me. Why did you really come to Phaeton?"