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I murmured and started opening the book pages and saw some notes which made me conclude that it is a self-help book. "This should be interesting." I murmured to myself once again when I also notice that it only cost me a few dollars to buy the book. I smiled a little and went on for the next pages. "Bro, are you just gonna stay inside this place or you still want to go home to your boyfriend?" I look at my left when I heard Rael's voice from the other side of the shelf. I blink my eyes, realizing how I stayed here for long so I chuckle to myself before I decided to buy the book for me.

I grabbed the bags and walked them into the room, tossing them onto the mattress that was almost fully risen. “Hey Corey, I was thinking about staying here more now. What do you think about helping fix some things?” I walked out of the room, met with a big smiling face, “Dude, I would love that. Also, when are we going to start on the bar?” My eyes got wide, I forgot about it, “Shit, my book.” Frankie smiled, “I had a feeling you would say something about that.” He pulled it out of the cabinet.

Add my books to your library and read them. Thanks.

It was to fulfill her promise to Dave. But, to be honest, she was a little hesitant to go to the bookstore with the only hope of finding something. There were many books, of course, and it confused her. Which one to buy it? The introduction seemed boring—she spent a more extended time skimming some chapters—and some too business was very confusing. She could only blink blankly, not understanding at all. Moreover, there were many. She should have asked for his recommendation. She picked up a fairly thick book, around four centimeters. It had ‘Profit’ in the title. And as the title suggested, it talked about how to make a profit in any business.

It is a short book and therefore it will not take much of your coins . I have another book "Ugly and insecure?' Signed , you can equally take a read about it. Thanks.

I went through 5 books a week sometimes, and I couldn’t really afford to buy a new physical copy all the time. ----- An hour had passed since I had given up on reading a book. I was now bus browsing ways to make a good amount of money. I came across so many things, but half of them weren’t really genuine. Some sites promised to pay you hundreds of dollars just by watching a video, and I knew better than to believe bullshit. Half of them were either fake or didn’t offer much money. Until I came through a site that spoke about a few unconventional ways of making money. Sell drugs - The fuck I will.

Every last dollar that was mine. Fifty-six grand. My entire savings since graduation. Since Deke had no plans to buy a house or marry me? Fine. I wouldn't marry him. But I would buy a house—on my own. To my surprise, the apartment I'd been eyeing had just dropped in price. The down payment? Sixty grand. And I could sign today. I didn't hesitate. With a steady hand, I signed my name. Just as I was about to finish the last document, my phone lit up.

I DON'T KNOW what we're going to do here at the mall. I don't want to buy anything either. Even though I don't need to support my siblings anymore, I still don't just spend money carelessly. Maybe being frugal has become a habit. I only ever spend money on books. "Should we go to the bookstore?" I looked at Luca because of what he said. "I thought you don't like reading books?" I asked, my forehead furrowed.

CHEAP RIDE CHAPTER 1 MIA I step out of the library just before one a.m., backpack heavy on my shoulder and eyes stinging from too many hours staring at notes. The campus is empty, cold air biting through my thin hoodie. My phone screen lights up my face as I check my bank app. Eight dollars and twenty-three cents. That’s it until my next shift on Friday. Rent is due soon, and I’m already calculating how many ramen packs I can stretch.

After ten years studying interior design overseas, I came back to my hometown to do work that mattered to the people who raised me. I offered the full package, from site survey to soft furnishings. The materials were chosen by hand. The price was fair to the bone. The town had just gone through a redevelopment. Everyone was getting new units. With the new family policy, every family wanted a third bedroom too. My business was good. Customers from the next county were driving in. Then a girl just back from a city college kicked open my studio with her phone on a livestream and her neighbors at her shoulder. "This is the dishonest one. Look at her. She has been ripping the village off." "