Bill Cipher Making A Deal Novels & Stories

“Five grand isn’t small money.” “I have twenty-five hundred,” Lily continued. “You get the rest when the job is done.” “Deal or no deal?” Silence fell again. The air felt heavier. Then— “Fine,” the man answered. “Deal.” Megan, who had been silent throughout the entire exchange, let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. “Deal?” she echoed, relief slipping into her voice. “Yes. Deal,” the man confirmed. “Just make sure you keep your end of the bargain when the job is done.”

At the company’s quarterly awards ceremony, the CFO suddenly announced a new performance criterion. He produced a raffle drum decorated with lucky symbols. “Any employee who draws the grand-prize ticket will receive a quarterly bonus of $150,000.” After a few seconds of stunned silence, all my colleagues rushed forward, and somehow, every one of them drew a winning ticket. Yet I, the company’s top salesperson with a $60-million contract in hand, drew the only losing ticket. The CFO tossed a good-luck charm onto my desk. “Alex, you may be our top salesperson, but your luck is terrible. You’re going to drag the whole company down. “The company prepared this charm especially for you. Take it an

said Master Luis who seemed to be surprised by the bid-up of Master Sean. “Are you kidding me, Luis? This is your market, right? You know the rules. So, keep bidding or else I get the deal.” Wait. Were they fighting over Bess…? Could it be— “Sure, let's keep bidding… Ten Trillion.” Shockers… I was freakin’ out. Gosh, my best friend couldn't afford to pay that back. She’d surely wish to rather die than… “Hundred Trillion.” Holy freakin’ wow. Please just buy me instead!

“Here is what we propose. Carmilla will marry Harrison. In return, we will provide the financial backing your company needs. The merger will proceed under new terms.” Carmilla swallowed hard. Her thoughts spun in protest, but outwardly she remained still. “I understand,” she said finally, the words tasting bitter in her mouth. “Good.” Margaret’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Our lawyers will prepare the documents. We’ll make the necessary announcements shortly.” Carmilla nodded numbly. Her fate had just been sealed behind closed doors, traded for survival. As they left the study, Harrison placed a light hand on her arm. She stiffened slightly, and he noticed.

"Here's the share transfer agreement. If you're willing to sign it without hesitation, I'll make sure this goes public, and the whole society will praise you for your deep love for your daughter. But if you refuse… Oh, I almost forgot. I brought the media with me today. They're downstairs. All it takes is one phone call, and they can…" Before she could finish, Bill rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down. But he saw nothing except his own fear. He was livid, truly furious. This was it. He was finished. And to make matters worse, this little wretch had brought Dexter and Fiona today.

I wondered He turns back to the cashier. I was motioned to the second cue. The lady checked my stuff and then calculated it. The next thing I know, she went back to the other side where the older lady of earlier was standing with her husband. She told them something and came back to her seat. I was confused about the whole drama. What are they whispering about? " how much is my bill!" I asked while I bring out my debit card from my purse. She smiled at me "It's in the house "

Vivian grumbled and as she was about to fetch her wallet, her husband beat her to it with a single glance at Albert who quickly handed half an inch of bills to Danny. It was a million, so Danny blinked as he suspiciously eyed Vivian and her supposed boyfriend. Vivian herself was surprised as well. ‘Damn this rich guy.’ She glared at her husband. It may be spare change to him as a multibillionaire but that’s a lot to commoners like herself. “This is for the trouble we caused. I believe we can’t compensate you enough for the tense atmosphere we have created, so please take it as a gift,” Albert explained as he added another bundle from who knows where. It was now two million.

Sarah stared at the contract laid out before her on the polished mahogany desk. The sleek office of Brenton Lavida Tower felt cavernous, intimidating — a stark contrast to the small apartment she’d left behind. Every word in that document was a thread binding her tightly to Damon Draven, the enigmatic billionaire whose name filled headlines with scandal and whispers. “Are you sure about this?” Lucas’s voice was steady but carried an edge of concern as he slid the pen toward her. She swallowed, nerves and determination warred inside her. “I have to be.”

“Let’s make it a deal! If I am not able to spend more money than Richard Riley during the bidding, then I will go down and apologize to you and yours. But if I successfully spend more money than him, you and your so-called husband will go down on your knees and say SORRY to me!” “Is that an agreement?!”

“Do we have a deal?” “Ten million dollars. One million in cash. Four million to the account I will provide, and five million in bitcoin. I’ll call you when to meet, no cops, no extra heads. If I found out you’re bringing your buddies from Osmium, the deal is off. Take your lady friend with you.” “Why?” I stared at Olive, who was looking at me. “If you betray me, I’ll shoot her in the leg to slow you down.” Lynx mouthed. “Ask for proof.”