Cash Twin Novels & Stories

A week later, during the branch's regular meeting, Giovanni burst in without warning. He now used the alias Marcus, posing as a temporary warehouse laborer, and he had the audacity to cause a scene in front of everyone. "Mr. Rizzo, I want to report Rina." He slammed a stack of papers onto the table. "She's been abusing her position as bookkeeper to siphon family funds. These are the records." The room froze. Heads turned toward me. A low ripple of whispers spread across the table, some hesitant, others already convinced.

I motioned Anaya to the breakfast table and submitted my work under the Name 'SWARN' which means Gold in Hindi language. After submitting and fulfilling the form. I ahd peaceful breakfast with Anaya and after eating Anaya left for the office in public transport. Then I realised that I have to shop for groceries as I was little short on them. I went to the neraby grocery shop and started taking the things I need. As I was getting the cornflour which was being kept high on the rack and was out of my reach. There was no attendant nearby. I streched my hand and raised my heels up to get it but then suddenly I muscular arm grabbed that and put it in my trolley. I quickly turned around and saw my

Those times her neighbor's house was full of nothing but pure noise, each time Mr Vincent's wife wanted to sleep, one of them would surely cry about being hungry if one didn't cry, the two of them would cry and they never let their mom get any rest. Stella was already scared, she didn't know how to take care of twins, she wasn't ready to become a mother yet she wanted to first raise a lot of money for herself. She was planning to start taking online cooking classes hosted by the most popular chef in Singapore named chef Grant White.

"Stop it, both of you. If you keep this up, I'm going to restrict you from commenting." David quickly typed. @Flying Fish: I'm sorry, Cindy. He started it! @Another Day: Yeah, so what if I did? What are you gonna do about it? Cindy frowned slightly and was just about to mute Another Day when a system message popped up on the screen. [Another Day sent a Cash Gun!] Cindy's finger froze in midair. A Cash Gun was worth $300. This was the most expensive gift she had ever received.

It's been two days since twins admitted here, with anshika. I miss the three of them at home in the same room as mine. But now it's high time to focus on my past for my better present and future. I was working in my office day and night just to close this case as soon as possible. Manish help me through some legal documents along with Mr. Wishling. We send one video in the media of Kavya being very intimate to win her latest peagent contest. From where she got about half million dollars along with a trophy and high paid contracts. She win because she go sexual with the judge.

Cain asked impatiently. “A job, Cain... a particular job,” he said. “Cain, I'm out of jail with no money and no job, and I must survive. So, I need you to clean the mess you made. I want a recommendation from you for this job. And after the job, I want the sum of ten million dollars paid into a Swiss account which I would provide you with the details.” Cain took out his cigarette case, selected another cigarette, and lit it. He was beginning to relax.

Alex Since my father's passing, things have gotten more complicated. He didn't leave any clear instructions or labels on his affairs, and it turns out there are a lot of debts and liabilities that he should have taken care of but didn't. Roger, who is the second-in-command and has always been loyal, is helping me understand the full extent of the financial mess we're in. As he explains everything to me, I slowly start to piece together the puzzle of our company's financial troubles.

He would show me off like a trophy at least this once. His new wife pretends to dab at her eyes, reveling in the spectacle of my departure. Her one hand rests on her flat belly that she prays will one day swell with a son. A son that will inherit this enterprise he did not earn. I bite my cheek again. I hate this. I hate everything about this.

"Ah, I see that you've heard. Why isn't McKinney dealing with this himself? I'm surprised that he hasn't driven to my house to confront me about it." "My husband is indisposed at the moment," she said, casting a side glance at her husband before heaving a huge sigh. "I see. I won't talk about this with you until McKinney does." "Well, I guess you'll have to deal with me. Now, tell me, why did you pull out?" "Cassy, no reasonable investor will still put his or her investments in a sinking ship!" "The company isn't sinking and I'll show it you all. You have a chance to still stay with the company or else there is no coming back from this when the company becomes stable," Cassy said, with a thr

My heart is aching everytime I see that my twin is having a hard time. “Take care of my twin for me,” she said to my secretary before leaving my office. I looked at the invitation again and opened it up. “Theodore Williams,” I read aloud. I wonder how huge his clan that my parents chose him for my twin. “Do you think you can attend the wedding?” My secretary asked. “I mean, the Mafia world doesn't know that Ms. Bria has a twin sister,” she added with a lot of concerns. I chuckled as I realized it. My twin still invited me when she knows that well. It was me who asked my clan to hide it to the world they have.