Cheesy X Trophy Novels & Stories

Mona was very astonished and said, "I didn't think you would look thin but strong." Trent looked at her and said, "Do you want to give it a shot?" Rue put her hand over her mouth and smiled. "Okay, okay! Let Mommy give it a try." "I don't want." Mona said no without a doubt. Trent grabbed Mona’s award out of the box. "Here, the trophy has been given back to the person who won it." He brought out a trophy for the designer Award, which was the goal of many designers. But Mona didn't get it herself; she let him get it.

I answered weakly, feeling his light touch on my head. “Here? Do you want me to get some ice?” he asked. I shook my head and was about to respond when my eyes widened in horror. Loraine was holding Kuya Vince’s crystal executive award trophy! Her face was red with anger. Panicking, I lightly tapped Xander’s arm and pointed at her with trembling fingers. Xander followed my gaze and froze when he saw Loraine, poised to throw the heavy trophy at me. He stood slowly, shielding me with his arm as he faced her.

He gestured to the clothes I had unwrapped on the bed. I nodded. He nodded too. “You know the trophy you were holding...” “Yeah?” “Arjun won it for being in the top 10 most successful businesses owned by a young person.” “Really?” My eyes widened. “Yup, that was his first trophy. He then went on to winning many more trophies after that, including most useful business awards, America's big youngest business owner, and another award about being the hottest CEO or something.” As he spoke, I watched how his smile never left his face.

ZACK’S POV The stadium was filled with athletes, their family and friends and the huge crowd of audience who were deadly excited to see their beloved athletes perform their best. They all were hell bound on cheering for their favorite athletes at the top of their voices. Various announcements were being made about the sports venues and finally, after a long wait, the championship trophies were brought up to the stage for display. The Championship trophy was a huge golden colored one which was similar to the Zonal championship’s symbol. It was the symbol of unity, sportsmanship and victory. Winning this trophy could become an athlete's honor of earning what he deserved!!!

Cheryl came in bearing a trophy, smiling as brightly as Jules was. Caroline looked at the trophy and saw the words "Rosebow." "What's this?" she asked. "You said you weren't joining the Rosebow Contest when I asked you last time, but the trophy's already here now. Were you planning to surprise us all?" Caroline accepted the trophy and repeatedly checked that the name on it was hers. Perplexed, she said, "But I didn't send in a design." Jules grinned and said, "Don't act humble, Ms. Evans. The trophy's right here."

Charlie remained silent beside me. Troy grinned and leaned forward, planting his hands on the table and splaying his fingers wide. “You’re a cat, aren’t you? Quick and sly. And a little mean. I like that in a woman. I hope you’re the sort to recognize a real winner when you see one. Because I’m about to wipe the pavement with your boy toy.”

I know he also wanted to do the same but his hands were also bound. As the cheers echoed around me, I savored the moment, brimming with triumphant joy. The team members made me stand in the middle as a collective cheer erupted. We raised the trophy high above our heads, the weight of our combined efforts palpable in the gleaming metal. Our pictures were clicked and we posed with the trophy.

After talking it through with my father, we decided not only to keep the billion-dollar deal in place, but to have his most trusted assistant, Jenson Abbott, approach Faye with an unusually eager attitude. Faye, of course, took it as proof that her so-called socialite charm had completely won over the client. She went all in, showing off every trick she had picked up from that training program. Leaning forward, deliberately showing off her collarbone, she spoke in a sugary voice to Jenson, a man who had seen decades of business ups and downs. "Mr. Abbott, don't worry. Anderson Corporation values its reputation above everything. I'll personally make sure you're satisfied with this partnership

"That trophy is mine, my hard-earned prize after three grueling months. It's my glory. There she is, holding onto it with those puppy-dog eyes, and you accuse me of scrapping?" Chloe's anger made her shake, her finger jabbing toward the broken glass, her voice sharp enough to cut through the chill air. "Now that she's gone and broken it, I expect an apology from Helen." Chloe thought her explanation was crystal clear about who was in the right, but Stephen only got hotter under the collar, his voice booming. "I thought this was about something that mattered. It's just a trophy. You can get a million of them. How does that stack up against Helen? You've hurt her, and I don't think she owes yo

When I finally got to the last row, I had to do a second double take because I thought my eyes were deceiving me. On the last row, there was a really dusty award . It was so dusty that you could barely see the writing on it but I didn't miss the name on it, Xavier Volkov. I cleaned the dust away so I could read it better. It was a basketball trophy that he won ten years ago. Must have been in high school and now here it was at the bottom of his father's vanity.