Clyde Anderson Books A Million Novels & Stories

In addition to her worries, the board members without her father's authority had set up an emergency meeting to discuss Lydia and Andrew's position but mostly on Lydia. But out in front of the Miller's restaurant all over the country, as soon as it was 8 a.m, one of the employees opened the door inviting the people in, everyone instantly rushed in until they were cautioned to be organized. From that moment on, and throughout the rest of the day, what was trending was Lydia's book with a very appealing title written with white font on the black front cover: The Clap Back. The first page wrote, I dedicate this book to all women out there who love their husbands with all their heart but it's on

“Sit.” She sat. For a moment, there was only silence. The kind that suffocates. Then he reached for a folder and slid it across the table toward her. She hesitated. “What is this?” “The deal.” Her pulse skipped. “I thought this was an interview.” He leaned forward, his stare cutting straight through her. “No, Miss Carter. This is a transaction. You want something from me. And I always get something in return.” Her throat tightened. “I need the loan. Just until my mother’s surgery is over. I swear I’ll pay you back—”

First of all, I would really like to thank you guys for being so patient and understanding. and i can't thank you enough for the stats of this book. thank you for putting Married For A Million Dollars on your recommendations, rereading, commenting. anyways, i'll sign off now and will get back to writing the sequel. i'm aware of how abruptly the novel ended, but this sequel idea came to me unexpectedly, Ariana’s journey among the rich is one I would definitely love to write over and over again and i love making impromptu decisions ㅇㅅㅇ

Bella squeezed the drive in her hand. "You think this will finally take him down?" "No," Elodie said. "You will. But this will be the dagger you drive." --- The next morning, Clara rushed in with wide eyes. "Bella - we've got a leak." Bella's stomach dropped. "What now?" Clara held up her phone. It was a screenshot. Of Bella's ultrasound. Posted. Shared. Viral. The caption read: > The Billion-Dollar Bump: Is Bella Monetizing Motherhood?

“Why not?” “I just… I need one last shot.” I shook my head, but I still fetched my checkbook ripping out a page, I handed it to him. “That’s another five million, Caleb. Don’t let me down. If you screw this up, you can count me out.” My tone held a level of finality as I looked him in the eye.

I pretended not to notice. Only an idiot would turn that down. Valerie walked over to me. "Give me your PayPal account." I had no idea what she was planning, but I obediently gave her the account number anyway. A few moments later, my phone chimed with a pleasant notification sound. [PayPal transfer received: 5,000,000 dollars.] I froze in shock. How much? Five million was an astronomical figure to someone like me. Valerie looked at me calmly. "If it's not enough, tell me and I'll send more."

“You’ve been through hell. Let the world talk. Let them break their own necks over the news. You just… rest.” He didn’t answer, just sat down on the couch and leaned back. His eyes closed, and for the first time since I’d met him, he looked human. Not the billionaire. Not the man on every magazine cover. Just Rand. I sat beside him, resting my head on his shoulder. Outside, thunder rolled again — low and far away. The kind of sound that tells you the storm’s not over, just catching its breath. But right then, it didn’t matter. We’d already survived the worst part.

he side-pointed at Robbie. “He is my secretary, so he has to be present in every meeting I have with anyone,” Gary defended. Darken looked up at Robbie, then laughed hard before composing himself. “Too bad good people are too stupid to see who truly is against them,” he remarked, and before Gary could say anything, he continued, “Anyways, I came here to seal off the deal I sent two weeks ago,” he stated. “Your offer is ridiculous,” Gary remarks. “What choice do you have? Anderson Tech is going through one of its worst recessions, and you are already bankrupt. Soon some companies will come to buy you guys off and probably turn your company into a children’s playground or something better,” he

“My family needed money. I had no choice.” Lisa smiled awkwardly. Perhaps, if things hadn’t gone the way they did, would she have been in this young lady’s shoe too? Trying not to lower herself before the woman, she opened her bag, brought out a cheque book and signed it. Tearing it off, she offered it to the whimpering lady. “Here is a cheque of fifty million dollars. I am sure it will go a long way for your family. I have also prepared a passport and visa for you. My men will take you to the airport. You can go anywhere you want. Just make sure I don’t ever set my eyes on you. Ever. I don’t care what excuse you have to give to your family but I hope this stays off the media. You wouldn’t l

Luckily for me, his assistant is across the hall, staring daggers through me. * * * “The weirdest shit just happened,” I exclaim. “Yeah, here’s my number, and—” Claire mumbles to someone. She looks up after my entrance. “Hey, girl.” After putting her number in the guy’s phone, she turns to me. “Who is that?” I whisper. She shrugs. “Some guy we volunteer with.” “Hmm,” I nod. “Guess you’re over Staple then.” She cackles. “That man is sex on legs… everyone has a minor crush on him, even you. The difference is that I separate a crush from reality. I would never actually get with him.”