Novel & Cerita Budget X Ghosty

He drove with purpose, and I, like a phantom shadow, drifted along in his wake. I followed him as he made his rounds in a department store, buying things he had never once considered buying for me. It wasn't hard to see the distinction between love and indifference. My ghostly form seemed to grow heavier with every step, weighted down by the bitterness of seeing the man I had loved so deeply pamper another woman so thoroughly.

"She’ll tweak the hallway and rink cameras for the duration we are here from now on. It will look entirely empty to anyone checking the monitors." Maya nodded. "A little rerouting. Nobody will know you're out here and that you suck." Gee, thanks. “I didn’t think of that.” I admitted. “I know you didn’t.” Feya said it in that maddening way where she says it as a fact and doesn’t necessarily mean it to be an insult, but it still is anyway. "Five thousand dollars a session," I reminded her, a faint smile touching my lips. "You're earning every penny, Ghost."

Bab 1 Galina kesiangan berangkat sekolah untungnya dibantu ayahnya, ramla, menyiapkan berangkat sekolah. Galina senang bisa diantar Ramla sekolah untuk pertama kalinya, sehingga dia bisa minta 2 permintaan. Permintaan pertama untuknya menikah lagi dan kedua keinginannya untuk kebebasan menikmati masa remajanya yang ditemani ayahnya. Di sekolah Galina bertemu lelaki bernama Rayno Bastian yang menjadi cinta pertamanya Bab 2

My magic hovered at my fingertips, ready to stop time at a moments— “Boo.” A scream ripped itself from me, cracking off the treetops. Damon and Ghost stepped from the shadows like two creeping grim reapers. Damon’s brows vanished into his hair, which hung over his forehead in sweat-damp waves, while Ghost grinned like a cat that got the cream. “Sorry,” he held his hands up. “I couldn’t resist.” “Fuck you.” I panted, then spun around only to find myself half a centimeter away from a distorted shadowy face. “AGH!”

“I didn’t think you would want to spend so much money in exchange for her freedom.” I rolled my eyes at him. “So what was your plan? How did you plan on getting back your money when you know that her father is dead?” Ghost shrugged. “I have no idea. I was going to figure something out. Unless you’re going to pay the one million dollars that her father owes me.” I gasped as I heard the amount. How on earth did Ava’s papa owe him that much money? There was no use asking because Ghost wasn’t going to tell me the details.

she said hesitantly. “The budget is a hundred and twenty million. That’s a good deal for us, especially with how the company’s been struggling since Scarlett’s absence. We might actually need this.” My brows shot up at her words. “A hundred and twenty million?” I echoed thoughtfully. “Really? Wow.” Then, narrowing my gaze, I sneered. “And in your small, senseless head, you think Shadow Flake can afford to splash millions of dollars on renovations? Think, Myla! Use your head! I pay you generously to do more than stand there babbling nonsense to me.”

Bree replied. Giana shifted, turning to stare at Bree, her eyes blinking at her as she pouted. “It’s not necessary. We can just take this opportunity as a vacation, you know. Going on a spa date, scrubbing, there’s a whole lot to do.” She held Bree’s hands, blinking cutely at her. “We can’t let all that money go to waste. I heard Spencer Bennett’s net worth is more than fifty billion dollars. We won’t even be spending a quarter of one-quarter of the money. Just a little.” Bree glared at her, prying her hands away from Giana’s hold. “Stop staring at me that way.”

The thought of Megan living her life, finishing her degree, while Lizbeth was exiled, was unbearable. Her phone vibrated with a message from Ghost, a response to her urgent summons. They arranged to meet in a secluded, abandoned warehouse on the city's outskirts. The meeting was tense. Ghost, cloaked in shadow, listened impassively as Lizbeth outlined her desperate plan. "I need her gone, Ghost. Permanently. Before I leave. And I need enough money to start over, properly. Enough to show them I don't need their damn inheritance." Ghost leaned against a decaying pillar, his voice a low growl. "Fifty million. Each. And I'm out. New state, new life. No more of this."

"It's the last piece" "How much is this?" I asked grazing it gently. "It's 350 Rupees" she smiled. "Okay, I'll take it," I said giving it to her to pack as I fished out my wallet. "Is it for someone special?" she asked with a cheeky smile. I glanced at the ghost, gawking at the rings Diya just freshly purchased. "Sort of" I smiled taking the box from her. She chuckled giving me a playful wink. ~~~

They always communicated through messages. “Boss, what are you saying? I don’t understand what you are talking about.” His boss did not feel like entertaining him, so he went directly to the point, “Ghost has put a bounty of one billion dollars over your head. Tell, what have you done?” “What?” Marcus felt chills run down his spine when he heard that. His knees went weak, and if not for the help of the table, he would have landed on the floor. Ghost was the name everyone feared in the underworld.