Novel & Cerita Capital Novel John Lanchester

Lance looked out the window and gazed at vast city of Flora. It looked calm from his 7th floor office but, he knew better. Nothing was as it seemed. The capital city was on fire; tensions were brewing as road blocks intensified; checkpoints were being avoided, crime was being conducted with caution and most of all, everyone was lying in wait to see what would happen next. John called out to Lance but he was too absentminded to hear his friend call. John stood up and walked up to Lance, touching his shoulder from behind. Lance quickly turned with a blank expression and found John gaping at him.

Johnston could finish, David interrupted him. “Mr. Johnston, I understand. After all, I was still an impoverished student at Shu City High three years ago. I was working part-time every day and other people wouldn't believe me either. So, I don’t think you’re doing anything wrong. My company is called East League Capitals. You can look it up online.” Mr. Johnston was just a normal principal from a high school in a bottom-tier small city while Giselle was just a teacher. They did not know much about the business world. Thus, they did not know that only companies worth more than one trillion could be called ‘capitals’.

Jesus Christ her words hit me like a sledgehammer as I remain rooted to the spot while she walks out of my office and away from me. How can she say that? How can she be so calm and so nice when I'm being nothing but a coward and a bastard? I slam my door closed not giving a fuck about the time and slump down behind my desk before getting my good whiskey out. I don't even go for a glass, I just take the top off and start drinking. That girl is something else. She is beautiful and she has a heart of gold. And while I don't believe all of Lily's story I do believe what she said about Bonny and after hearing what she's just said to me only confirms the type of person she is.

Lucas fucking Chen. Of all the boutiques in Manhattan. I knew that smug tone anywhere. Chen Capital's golden boy himself. "Oh my God!" She squealed like a fangirl and jumped off my lap. "Lucas Chen? The Lucas Chen?" I remained seated, watching this nauseating display unfold. The world's most irritating man—owner of top-ranked fintech app that had knocked mine to third place—was now receiving the full force of Camila's charm.

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.

Count Lanchaster utter. “Ehei still, you don't know how the future will unfold. The Crown Prince is still a man, after all," “Yes, I am envious of your life, Count Lanchaster. Not only is your son good in business, but your daughter also has connections with members of the royal family." Count Lanchaster had always loved compliments about him. He also always inserts stories of his ancestors who contributed to the formation of a new era after the monster attack until his family status was raised. He is the type of person who likes to glorify the past.

he said. "The air in the house was getting thin," I replied, stepping inside. He closed the door behind me and led the way to his office. He sat behind his desk and gestured for me to take the seat opposite him. "Daniel thinks he’s won," I started, leaning back. "He’s practically glowing." Ethan smirked, a slow, predatory movement of his lips. "He’s going to get exactly what he wants." He turned one of the monitors toward me, and it showed a legal document, a formal investment proposal from Vance Capital to Lancaster Innovations. It was a masterpiece of corporate bait.

“So, mister, will you take a look at the research I have compiled for you?” “Do I have a say in this?” he asked. “None whatsoever!” Annalise replied enthusiastically. “Oh, John… You will like Lance Hamilton a lot, trust me on this! He’s a brilliant businessman, with such an interesting vision about sport… And all his employees love him. He has a fantastic health insurance plan. All his products are made in the States, he’s not shipping jobs or production overseas. What else can I tell you about him…? Oh, yes… He is a regular contributor to a half dozen charities and…”

"The truth is, if he is, the doctors don't give him much time to live, he's dying. Alma's jaw dropped, watching Edan say all that, just like that, as if it wasn't a big deal or maybe he was holding back? Yes, it had to be that that was his way of handling pain. "I'm so sorry. Alma answered, hesitantly. He pressed his lips together in a line and shifted in his seat to take the wallet out of his pocket, took out a small business card and placed it on the table in front of Alma. "Listen, my name is Edan O'Connor. He began to recount, while Alma took the card and read it. — I'm the CEO of the company INCAPITAL, which is mainly in charge of investments... He began to explain to Alma about the com

No handshakes were given. “Thank you for giving us the time Mr. Devantis” Leyland says, giving the man a low bow “How did you know my name, should I be concerned?” the old man blurted, his visor’s eyes even twisting seemingly to focus. There was a brief silence, Sol felt threatened her instincts told her to reach for her gun and flash a stun beam with her left, but luckily Leyland was still sober enough to give the right response. “As you said security consultants Mr. Devantis. It wouldn’t be right if we weren’t aware of who our clients were” Devantis looked impressed, Sol couldn’t really tell, 70Percenters were hard to read after all. But the small smirk the man gave was enough to give her