Novel & Cerita Bonus Chapter Of Verity

The day the exam rankings are released and I claim the top spot is also my older sister's birthday. During the birthday party, everyone asks what she wishes for. She turns her head and looks straight at my fiance, her red lips curving into a smile. "I want first place. Can you give it to me, Professor Howard?" The man lowers his eyes, saying nothing. The next day, my name disappears from the top of the rankings. After that, I fail to place five times in a row. When I confront my fiance, he simply hands me a slice of sponge cake and says, "Your sister has it hard. If she can't place first at Imperial Academy five consecutive times, she'll be forced into an arranged marriage with that cri

Ryan Smith glanced at me sideways and haughtily handed the card to the teacher. Someone immediately gasped. "That's an exclusive black Centurion card. You need verified assets of more than one hundred million dollars to qualify for one!" "Goodness… To think Jack Smith's family is this wealthy!"

200,000 dollars. No wonder they called me suddenly and told me to come home. It was all so absurd I couldn't help but laugh as I pointed at Suzy. "What about her?" I asked Zachary. "She's pretty and educated. She's a perfect match for you." My mother gave me a resounding slap. Her nails scraped across my cheek, leaving blood seeping out of a thin wound. "How can you say that, you ungrateful wrench!"

The conference hall door shut behind me, sealing off the uproar and desperate wails inside. "What? Our year-end bonuses are gone?" "Why? Didn't we just land a bigger contract?" "Moira Clarke! Get back in here and explain yourself!" I ignored them. I went back to my office, with Susan following behind me. Her eyes were still red-rimmed, but they were now shining with excitement and vindication. "Ms. Clarke, that was incredible! But… are the year-end bonuses really canceled? That's a huge amount of money…"

" I remembered saying those exact words to someone. The those words rang in my head, who did I say those words to. Flash back "it not you it's me , I'm sorr-" I wasn't able to finished the statement with the hard slap slammed to my jaw surly breaking it. The apology flowers i held in my hands fell to the ground. Veronica crushed the flowers angry with her foot her gaze locked to mine angrily glaring at me. Her blue eyes shone with hate. You will pay Noah Williams.. that's a promise." She finishes and left taking along my heart i never knew from these day belongs to her now.

That was rich, coming from him. "Once this blows over, I'll find a way to quietly make up your bonus for you this month. Take some time off, and whenever you're ready, come on back to work." What a way to dress it up—stripping me of what I'd earned and calling it a favor. I laughed coldly. "No need. Director. I quit." The line went dead silent for a beat. "Nathan! Don't do anything rash! Over a small thing like this—"

Hurst before going on. "However, Mr. Hurst claimed that this policy has been abolished and that the company has updated the handbook. He simply gave me 500 dollars as a bonus instead." I pulled out my phone and showed her the transaction record of the 500 dollars transferred to my account earlier today. Ignoring the warning looks from Mr. Hurst, I laid out all of the evidence I'd prepared. Ms. Ross nodded, her expression unreadable as she glanced at Mr. Hurst, whose face betrayed a flicker of unease. Her eyes remained emotionless.

She said while forming gestures with her hand as if to draw my hour-glass body. “Thank you, Verity,” I gave her a jovial grin. “Call me, mom,” Verity Giordano, while staring at me straight in the eye, breathed. *** Gerry’s POV I love the look on Wisdom’s face—and Denver’s—earlier when I was walking towards their table. The hint of shock and unexpectedness and irritation were vividly painted on their expressions. And it made me smile. Widely and wickedly. I saw the room, the one in the corner that Ezra said where Verity will be.

So instead I described Liberty to her. She didn’t seem too impressed with me. Neither was she impressed with the food I brought her. I’m not sure what she will do. If she will do anything at all that is. Not too far away a scream sounds. “What was that?” Verity asks, her eyes shocked. “The better question is who was that,” Candy says. Her eyes showing a sadistic glint. She doesn’t really care about others in general save a few exceptions.

Almost too big. Verity stepped out of the building into the warm Los Angeles evening. The city felt different now. She wasn’t Kingsley’s wife anymore. She wasn’t the quiet, dutiful daughter trying to hold her family together. She was just… Verity. Her phone vibrated in her hand. As she checked. It was Quentin's number. She opened the message. Quentin: Have you thought about my offer? Verity stared at the screen, her heart beating faster. She stood on the sidewalk outside the lawyer’s office, the warm evening breeze brushing against her skin, and realized something important.