Akudama Drive Swindler Novels & Stories

It was a twisted copy of me, accused of lying, stealing, cheating. The headline churned my stomach. "The Woman Who Swindled a Billionaire: Exclusive Proof of Audrey Willows' White-Collar Offenses!” “No–” "It's a smear campaign. The files are fake, but they're designed to appear real. Isabella and Kendall are masters of this." I held the pages between my palms, my breathing too fast. "People will hear it. They always do when everything is terrible." Lucas crept closer, his fingers tracing over my face.

Since coming here, he did not let go of her hand. “We both earned more than twenty million dollars in the few days we spent outside,” Adrian said. “Twenty million?” Iva’s eyebrows raised together. “You expect me to believe that?” “I’ve been keeping notes…” Adrian tossed his mobile. Iva checked the details and frowned. “You became a collection agent at Draknor Finance? Who helped you? Wait, I think I already know. It must be Sariyu Shamus! That woman has guts! To think she’d do this behind my back…”

They were predators, every one of them. Then came the test. He locked the door to an office—my office—and dropped a runic ledger onto the desk. "Audit this. Find the leak in the Darkwater Freight Dominion accounts. If you’re as sharp as your bloodline suggests, you’ll find it before sunset." I sat. I worked. My fingers danced over the runes. Within an hour, I’d found the discrepancy—a massive embezzlement scheme filtered through a shell charity: The Silver Crescent Foundation. The very place that had ‘disposed’ of my parents’ estate.

"It was such a meticulously planned car accident. Unfortunately… it didn't go the way you wanted." "What nonsense are you spouting?" Rowan snapped back to his senses, forcing himself to remain calm. "Of course, it's a good thing you're alive. But don't you dare think you can slander and frame me here!" "Slander?" Adrian sneered. "The truck driver who drove the wrong way, the person who took your money to do the job, and those rather unusual, large-sum transactions from your account… Do I need to invite them in to confront you face-to-face, Rowan?"

He had changed the password on his computer. It didn’t matter. I found a friend in IT to crack it. His bank records were a mess. There was a flood of unexplained transfers. Six thousand, ten thousand, sixteen thousand, sixty thousand—every one of them going to the same account. I traced it. It led to a company called Silvercrest Capital. The registered address traced back to a unit in a run-down neighborhood, the legal owner listed as Desmond Warren. It was an underground gambling operation. How much had Tristan lost there?

On the contrary, he was concerned that Henry would reject Adam. Once rejected, Adam would undoubtedly seek out another financial backer. One could say that, in order to make sure Carol saw Adam’s true colors sooner, Titus was coming up with all sorts of methods. The truth was Adam had already woken up a year ago. In order to accumulate funds, he repeatedly had Carrie deceive Carol. He established his own account in a Swisserland bank with that money. And then, he set up an investment company using a new identity. However, his investment company was essentially an empty shell.

He was way too clever for a damn mindless beast! “Well, if I saw it with my own eyes, I mean, then there would be no denying it.” He jumped out of his chair, grabbed my wrist, and dragged me out of the house. A large black vehicle pulled up in front of us and he opened the door for me to climb in before running around the back and joining me on the other side. I felt incredibly awkward! No dhampir ever climbed into a car in the kingdom! Cars were reserved for vampires only! I didn’t want him to see that I was watching him closely as he manoeuvred the car down the dirt road, but it was fascinating! His feet moved up and down and his hand jangled on a lever between the seats while he turned th

"Ladies and Gentlemen. May I announce to you that a flash drive containing documents that stated that LAVEDA CONTINENTAL is yet to deposit their monthly remittance into TLMC's account was stolen from my husband's office? And it also contained a two billion dollars fraud from the same account last year". Emma announced. She stood up from her seat and saunter around the conference room while she spoke.

"Is that what you have in mind for me?" Back when they were first married, Audie and her late husband were in debt due to gambling losses; it was Gama who saved them. And now that Gama was left with nothing after three years of his company going bankrupt, his mother-in-law kicked him out today. "Of course," Audie said as he placed a magazine on the table featuring a photo of a distinguished gentleman. The title, Gama: Jordan Low, is a prosperous young businessman with over a trillion dollars in assets. Jordan is the ideal match for my daughter, a man who can elevate our social status. He is the individual we want most in E. 'Ador. Unlike you, a man destined to fail, who has only tarnished my

There was then silence in the car as if someone hushed us to put our hands on our mouths. It was not long before we got to where Ace was waiting for us. He is with Adams, the tech guy. They both sat in the car. As Walter parked beside them, they both stepped out of the car and walked over to us. They both came into the car, Ace sitting at the back with me while Adams sits on the passenger’s seat. “I got shot multiple times and narrowly escape death and you are bringing me out barely a week later? This better is worth it.” “It is,” answered Ace. “Adams found something on the flash drive after much effort. Though it is not what we are expecting, it can lead us to who was behind that frame-up.”