At All Cost Book Novels & Stories

"If you want to throw your lives away by following Angus, be my guest! But don't expect to come crawling back here. I don't take in trash!" My former colleagues, undeterred by her insults, left without even asking for compensation and came over to my company. I was deeply moved. "Stick with me, and you'll never regret it!" I promised. "Angus," one of them said, "we're following you because we want to rub it in her face someday. We're not here on a whim. We just know there's more money to be made with you." "Charles has turned that company into a mess," another added. "He's brought in every distant relative imaginable, and our carefully planned strategies have been torn to shreds."

He was on his way somewhere, his study, probably and he stopped, briefly, in the way he'd been stopping lately. "The book," he said. "Still going." "Is it still costing something?" I thought about it. "Different things at different chapters," I said. "At the beginning it cost attention. Now it's costing something else. The way you invest in something. You want it to turn out well and you're not sure it will." He looked at me with the look that was about more than the book and we both knew it. "It turns out well," he said. Quietly. "I've read it. It turns out well."

These cheap market scraps? "Did you pocket the rest of the money?"

“That’s not why I made it.” “Then why?” Julian looked at his hands for a moment, then back up at me. “Because it’s right,” he said simply. “Because your name should have been on that company three years ago, and I was a coward, and this is the only thing I have left that’s worth anything — the ability to put it there now, even if it costs me everything else, even if you say no, even if you take the position and use it to dismantle everything I built from the inside out. You’d be entitled to.”

"All I'm saying is pour more emotions into your writing and also stop getting distracted." "Failing my course can cost you your scholarship." That seems to snap him out of whatever he was thinking. "I'm sorry sir, I will do better and keep my scholarship." he said almost immediately. "Good. Let me know if you need any extra lessons." "Thank you so much sir, I will let you know if I ever need one." "You can go now." He stood up and left. I watched him till he closed the door and kept staring at the door for more than Five minutes after he left.