Bloopers From The Proposal Novels & Stories

With each word he reads from my proposal, my breathing is getting heavier. Finally, he closes the file and gazes directly at me. Fear in my eyes is obvious, something that anyone could easily catch. At that same moment, I’m curling my toes. “I apologize, Miss Bennett, but — we can’t accept your proposal. The story is good, but the budget is not manageable. You should try somewhere else.” He utters in a hoarse voice, echoing the same words I’ve been hearing for the past three months.

Chapter Two: The Proposal Simeon leaned back in his chair, tapping a pen idly on his desk, a small, amused smile playing on his lips as he replayed the events of earlier that day. It was hard to believe it had actually happened. He had been the recipient of a proposal—but not just any proposal. A proposal from a complete stranger. He couldn't help but have a chuckle to himself as he picked up the card Elizabeth had handed him. It had been ages since he'd had one of these days.

“You don’t know that. You women are easy to please, you’ll see how you get used to it. Think of my proposal tonight Melody, look at it as a financial transaction, something between friends.” “You’re not my friend Timothy. You’re just a millionaire who thinks he can solve everything by buying people.” “People, companies, cars. Everything has a price,” he removed his hands and walked out of the apartment. “I don’t want to hurt you, I’m not going to deny that I want you, but this thing we’re going to do will be a contract sort of thing, it’s an all-out proposal. I don’t want to hurt you and I really think we can benefit from.”

Employees gradually left for lunch. Neither Adrian nor Selena noticed. Both were too focused on finishing the proposal. Eventually a stomach growled loudly. Selena froze. Mortified. Adrian looked up. Then slowly looked at her. The silence lasted exactly two seconds. Before he started laughing again. "Don't." She pointed a warning finger at him. "Don't what?" "Don't say a word." His eyes sparkled with amusement. "I wasn't going to." "You were." "I absolutely was." Selena groaned.

“Why do I feel like Helene did this whole proposal on purpose just to rub it in Freya’s face?” The whispers spread fast. I watched Helene’s face closely — the color started draining from it. Her fake smile faltered. Good. Let her feel it. A small chuckle slipped from my lips. She brought this on herself. Just then, the host jumped back on stage, grabbing his chest dramatically. “Alright, alright everyone!” he said, pretending to wipe fake tears. “That proposal was so beautiful I think I just got proposed to by my own emotions. I’m over here single as hell, wishing someone would put a ring on it too! Can I get a volunteer?”

Baldwin started, standing from his seat and walking to a glass table on the other side of the study room, and he grabbed a bottle of wine from the table. The word proposal had Liam frown, as he remembered about the last time he heard someone saying they had a proposal for him. It was Simon, and Liam didn't like that proposal, so now he was hoping Mr. Baldwins and Mr. Williams' proposal was better. Liam raised his head, his eyes meeting with Mr. Baldwins as he gestured his arm, "Okay, proceed." He urged.

Whenever Chiara saw or thought of Ivanka, she would blow up. At that moment, Theodore was stunned. He turned to Ivanka incredulously. “Iv, did you prepare the proposal?” Before Ivanka answered Theodore, Thomas said, “Let me show you the original proposal.” Before the audience returned to their senses, Thomas already showed them the original proposal on the screen. “This is the proposal prepared by the original creator. You can check it, if you want.” The audience turned to the screen once again. There were only a few pages of the sketches about the proposal. They saw only some general requirements and ideas without any useful details stated in the sketches. In other words, Ivanka was the one

“Um, yeah so I look forward to hearing your proposal.” “Right, down to business,” he said hastily. “So I feel this proposal will benefit both of us tremendously. I’ve been working on it for over three months. I’ve gone through it several times but, of course, you’re welcome to have your legal team give it a thorough look.” “Yes, that was the plan Mr. Steele,” she said smoothly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jess give a small smile but kept her eyes averted.

Kelly, who had just stepped out after dealing with Agatha, froze when he saw one of the screens near his workplace replaying the scene. He pulled over, stepped out of his car, and stared up at the billboard, shock and disbelief etched across his face. “This has to be a joke,” he muttered. “A terrible joke.” But the image didn’t change. His hands clenched into fists as disbelief curdled into something darker. He dove back into the car, started the engine, and sped toward Sheila’s office. By the time he arrived, the crowd had dispersed. The proposal was over. Kelly leaped out of the car and stormed into the company where Sheila worked, his voice cutting through the lobby like a blade.

“I must be so stupid “. He voiced out with a low voice as he stared at the woman on the stage. “I must have looked funny in her eyes. He couldn’t believe he had thrown away a swan and picked up garbage as his wife. He could still remember the surprise and shock on his face when she told him that her proposal she wrote for him had been accepted by the Helix conglomerate. At that time, he thought her proposal was good and that was why it was accepted. Now he thought about it, she might have used her connection to get the deal. What he didn’t know was that Rachel didn’t use her name to submit the proposal, instead she marked it as the Smith company and was accepted because it was really good.