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Michael replied. "What? Not ask much? You don't know Jia. She even competes with me in food. She is very greedy. Perhaps she would write two or three hundred thousand?" I commented but as usual, they did not hear me. But a hundred thousand is probably enough. "She would likely write one million or more," Michael added. "!!!" What?!! O-one million?!!! Can we really write one million?! I was so shocked that my mouth could not close for a while.

I walked into the inner part of the book shop and excused myself after I belched. “This one is Six Thousand Naira”. “If you interrupt mw again, you won’t like what I’ll do to you…” The shopkeeper saw my countenance and left me alone, before going to fetch cellophane bag. He picked up the 2009 Guinness Book of World Records and bagged it, and waited patiently for me to pick another book. I soon picked The Family by Mario Puzo and Carol Gino. I was handing the novel to the shopkeeper, who was already with a calculator, when I saw it. It was a dark hardcover book, with pink and dark designs. I smiled broadly and extracted it from the shelf with both hands.

“I just didn't realize it until right now.” I look back down at the open box, my fingers sliding over the edges of the old household expense books from four years ago. I pull the middle notebook out of the pile, flipping open the soft cover. The pages are filled with my own neat handwriting from 2022—columns of numbers, receipts for materials, utility payments, and equipment rentals for Daniel’s shop. As my eyes scan down the second page, something catches my attention. A set of numbers listed under the equipment rental category doesn't match the totals written at the bottom of the ledger. There is a discrepancy—a six-thousand-dollar gap between the bank withdrawal records I wrote down in Ju

However, if I did not go on, I might never retrieve the money I lost previously. Conflicted feelings gripped me. My mind was a mess. During my hesitation, the result of another game was out. I casually glanced at it and widened my eyes. Book Lover had countless chips on the ranking list as shown on my phone screen. He went all in, placing a bet of 5 million dollars on the banker. The banker gained thirteen points while the player gained ten points. Book Lover won 30 million dollars. I fixed my gaze on the phone screen with fierce envy. 30 million dollars was enough to buy two McLarens.

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"She left? Finally showed some sense. Good riddance. I'll go discuss the date for your and Gianna's bonding ceremony with the Thunder Ridge elders right away." But something in her words struck a nerve. Eric's face changed drastically, his voice hoarse but firm. "Impossible! Why would she leave me? She clearly..." She clearly relied on him so much, needed his protection. Luna Anya, seeing his insistence, scoffed. "What's so impossible? She took the hundred million dollars without a second thought, you know." A hundred million dollars. Eric seized on the number, jerking his head up to look at his mother, his voice filled with disbelief. "What did you say? What hundred million dollars?!"

I called again, moving toward the door but I got no answer. This guy is not only a nerd, he is also weird and somehow crazy. I wonder how I was going to cope with him when I joined his book club. I grabbed my phone off the table and unlocked it. As the screen popped on, messages flooded in. Group chats messages , especially the ones I've muted for a while now. ‘Arian Smith, Orleans College Book Club President, Accused of Misusing Club Funds.’ I blinked, trying to wake myself from the dream. I scrolled down, read it again and it was still the same.

From his look, it seemed that no treasure in this world could compare to it. There was a saying that one of Jason's words was worth one hundred thousand dollars. This medical book had more than ten thousand words. In this way, it was indeed extremely precious.

Warren exclaimed excitedly, "60 thousand!" Stunned, Mindy asked reflexively, "What do you mean, 60 thousand?" "The daily sales! Yesterday's daily sales had exceeded 60 thousand books! It broke the sales record set by "Murder Weapon" back then! In the last ten… no, 20 years… There hasn't been a book that achieved this level of sales!" Warren emphasized each word he spoke, "Ms. Harrison, your new book has exploded!"